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Sam and Neil Yates

thought they'd found an angel.

I think it was a dead body.

I think it might be Sally Palmer.

What makes you say that?

I think Sally was trying to find something out.

Sally?

You've got quite the CV, Dr. Hunter.

And yet, here you are out here,

pretending to be a country doctor.

It was another life.

How have you been?

Linda Yates is missing.

I reckon she's fine.

It's just someone playing games.

Seemingly, you're not just a specialist

in human decomposition, you are the specialist.

I need you to look at the body.

See the angle of the sutures?

He or she would have been left-handed.

Not just two different knives.

Two different people.

What you got? Talk to us, what's happening?

They found her? Is it Linda?

Straight down, David.

Thank you gentlemen, it's time to go.

Thank you, thank you, thank you.

No matter the countless hours

spent sifting through the wreckage of the dead,

or the years piecing together their final moments,

there's a particular anxiety that gnaws away

as one approaches the final resting place.

The weight of responsibility,

coupled with the fear of failing to meet it.

Who the bloody hell is this?

This body's been here twelve months at least.

No soft tissue. More like four, five years.

- Why five? - Denim jeans.

Cotton takes four or five years to break down,

and they're on their way.

Care to hazard a cause of death?

- Blunt force cranial damage. - Someone smashed her head in?

Not her.

See the way the jaw flares.

Zygomatic arch, large mastoid process.

Age?

Judging by the teeth, late twenties to early thirties.

Fantastic. An unrelated murder. Just what we need.

We got an ID on the prints.

- I'm sorry for your loss. - Thanks.

No sightings of her since the barbecue.

Are you still confident she died after that?

Yep. Four or five days later.

Which means someone likely kept her alive

in that time before killing her,

potentially giving Linda Yates the same window of survival.

If it's the same someone.

Did you learn anything from the lab?

Looking for two different knives.

Both stiff blades around six inches,

one partially serrated.

Okay.

It's enough to start a search. What else?

Whoever cut her throat was right-handed.

Whoever stitched those wings onto her back used their left.

So, two killers?

Jesus.

Hi, mate.

What you got there then?

I think she's hurt.

She got caught in a fishing line, yeah.

I think you're right.

She's not in a good way, mate.

Is she in pain?

I reckon so.

You remember what I taught you?

- We have to let her go, yeah? - Yeah.

It's a kindness.

Give them back to nature.

Okay.

There you go. Come here, girl.

I got her. Alright?

There you go. See?

- All over now. - Yeah.

Not so bad, was it?

David.

- Hi. - Hey.

I'm asking before the journalists do.

Was the body they found today Linda?

I'm sorry, I can't say.

You're the village doctor, David. This community needs you.

And I'm doing all I can. We're all on the same side here.

Are we?

With the police suspecting the whole village?

I'm sorry, I can't say anything.

Right. Well, I guess there's your answer.

And now I'll pass you over to Manham for the report.

The dead woman discovered two days ago

28,> from Manham.

We're asking anyone with information

us> in confidence.

questions> at this time, thank you.

I'll be holding a prayer service at the church tomorrow

for Sally and our missing friend, Linda.

Even if you're not a regular churchgoer,

I'm sure you'll want to be there.

I'm probably just being overcautious, but...

I know.

Thanks. I was thinking the same.

I'm just the other side of the common.

My dad brought me sailing in Norfolk when I was little.

Sailing was our special thing together.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

This is why I applied for the job in Manham.

- You still go sailing? - I do, yeah, when I can.

- That's nice. - Yeah.

This is my house.

Would it be wrong to say this place is still beautiful?

No.

No.

Thank you.

- Have a good night. - Night.

Hello?

We've got a DNA match for the lad in the woods.

From the database? - No. Another victim.

But there is only one other victim.

Yeah, exactly.

The same DNA as Sally Palmer?

Alan Ratcliffe. Aged 31 when he disappeared.

Close blood relatives. Probably brother and sister.

Shit.

Look, I need you to run me through the results

from the lab in the morning.

Okay.

Okay, sure.

The knife's point of entry in Sally's right shoulder

struck her scapula, close to the clavicle.

The substance left behind tested as 80 percent carbon,

10 percent hydrogen, small amounts of sulphur,

oxygen, nitrogen, a few trace elements.

In plain language, bitumen, on the tip of a stiff blade.

Generally, they're sold as hunting knives.

Could Gary Yates use one of these for gutting fish?

He could.

Along with half the village that go fishing.

It's the combination that's important:

bitumen on the tip of a hunting knife.

Okay. While you're here, could you look at some

of these crime scene photos for me,

see if there's anything I've missed?

Yeah.

God. Okay. So, there's no way whoever stitched these on

was suturing for the first time.

Medically trained?

Possibly.

Or anyone who works with animals,

which round here doesn't narrow it down.

You've got farmers who will stitch their sheep

to save vets bills, you know?

Okay, what if I suggested a division of roles?

One killing, the other disposing.

There's nothing in the evidence that would rule that out.

What are the chances of brother and sister killings

not being connected?

I mean, close to zero.

But I'm not seeing any marks of similarity

in the manner of their deaths.

Go back.

There.

What?

Stones.

So?

They've been placed in a circle.

Jesus. Same ritual disposal.

Dead brother, sister moves here looking for his killer.

What?

Almost the last thing that Linda said to me

was she thought Sally had moved to Manham

looking for something.

Or rather someone.

Yes.

I remember Alan.

I treated him for Lyme disease.

An occupational hazard when you sleep in the woods.

A free spirit, I think you'd say, but he certainly was

a knowledgeable young man.

I think you're better off speaking with Ben Anders.

He was an important part of Alan's research.

Is there anything else we can help you with today?

- No, that's all. - Thank you.

Thank you.

Fuck do you think you're doing?

Dan! Fucking shut it off!

Shut it off!