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- Night. - See you later.

- Sorry, boss. - Rachel! Give us a second, Sam.

- Has Janet gone? - Yeah.

She had a GCSE meeting at school with Elise.

- Are you doing anything? - Just dropping this lot

of disclosure schedules off.

You got anything on over the next three or four days

you can't wriggle out of? Court appearances, anything?

- No. - You fancy a bit of overtime?

- Yeah. - Get that done,

go home, pack a bag. I'll pick you up in an hour.

Yeah. Why, where we going?

Cambridge. Ravenhill Prison.

Then Bristol. North Avon! It will all become clear.

Sammy? Yep, so bins out tomorrow night.

Yes, I know you know that. I'm telling you

because you have to do and because I'm not going to be there.

Dom?

Dom!

Dom, I'm going away for a couple of days...

- Shit. - Who the hell's that?

I thought you said no-one else'd be here.

Fuck this.

Are you going to introduce me to your friend?

- No, we... we were... - I want my 20 quid back.

Married. Are we? I don't think so, pal.

Can you remember where the door is, or shall I show you?

You're hurting me!

I've got your registration number, arsehole,

so don't think I can't find out where you live

or every single thing there is to know about you.

- Have you done this before? Here? - No.

No. Two things. I'm a police officer

and you've just used my flat

to sell sex in. Do you understand that you can't do that?

And number two... what are you doing?

What you doing?

- Do you want me to go? - No, Dom!

I want you to get your life back together!

I was at a hotel, asking about kitchen jobs.

I was. Honest.

Right. OK. Look. I'm...

I'm going away for a couple of days. So I...

Shit.

I don't know what you had to do, Dom, in prison,

to get by but this is the deal, right?

That is in the past. You're in my world now.

If you're short for money then...

then you talk to me. Before you even dream

about doing anything like that ever again, right?

Right. I'm going to be away, so, God, I don't know...

Can you promise me...

Promise me...

that you will try...

to behave

like you've got the sense you were born with.

Or I'll...

I will ask you to leave, Dom.

Because I'll be left with no choice.

I just wanted to pay you back for your kitchen.

Have you had a HIV test?

Does the name Jeremy Leach ring any bells?

Jeremy Leach?

He raped and strangled three women in the West Country,

and one in Reading. Ten years ago?

13 years ago.

Sexually assaulted six women, probably twice that many.

All across the south. But yeah,

the court convicted him on the four he raped and strangled.

- So what are we... - We're going to visit him.

Those are for you.

Leach?

Wasn't he a total control freak?

Control freak, psychopath, narcissist.

It's all in there. When he was caught, how he was caught,

psychological reports.

So why are we visiting him?

Three weeks ago, just outside Bristol a woman turned up dead.

Yasmin Heaney. She'd been raped and strangled.

Whoever did it used an MO almost identical to Jeremy Leach's.

The details of which, for obvious reasons,

were never released to the press.

For instance...

he used cable ties to fasten his victim's thumbs together.

It's all in there, even the victim profile fits.

- White, 32-year-old professional. - But it can't be him?

It's unlikely. He's been tucked up at Her Majesty's pleasure

for the last thirteen years.

He's not looking at parole till 2036, if ever.

- So it's a copycat thing? - Yeah.

Didn't he get convicted over a single thumb print?

Not even that. It was a partial thumb print.

But enough to get his DNA.

Did you catch him?

It went across four forces, including the Met,

but yes, when I worked for the NPIA.

Crime Faculty, as was.

We got invited in. They were desperate,

they had nothing.

He was clever.

Nowhere near as clever as he thought he was, of course.

- They never are. - So why are...

He says he has information about Yasmin's death.

Because I went in from the Crime Faculty,

Leach doesn't know I was involved

in the original investigation.

My name will mean nothing to him.

But why do you need me?

I squared it with the boss.

Can you read in a car without being sick?

I'd make a start. We'll hit the hotel by eleven,

then we're seeing him at nine o'clock sharp tomorrow morning.

I still don't know why you need me.

I'm a Chief Inspector. I haven't done an interview in ten years!

Don't worry, I'll be there.

- Hiya. - What's happening with our Dom?

Nothing. Why? What is happening with our Dom?

He's saying you've chucked him out.

- I didn't chuck him out. - Hey,

I'm not blaming you, Rachel.

I haven't chucked him out.

Right, well I can't put him up

- cos Tony won't have it. - Alison. I haven't chucked him out.

We just had a bit of an argument,

- Look, is he there now? - No, he's gone.

- Gone where? - I don't know.

I don't think he knew himself.

Has he been behaving?

He's not been drinking, or...

No. No. Not at all. It's one of the conditions of his license,

not drinking,

he's really stuck to that,

it's just...

What?

Look, Alison, I'm away for a couple of days.

I think I've frightened him.

I told him he needed to get himself tested for HIV.

Why?

He's hang on, Sammy, he's what? He's done what?

The whore... Let's get this straight,

the whore has kicked him, your dad, out?

- Why? - Because in prison.

I think he might of...

- like sold his assets. - Oh, no way!

He can't keep his pants up, can he?

Right, well, there you go, eh?

Taste of her own medicine. Bitch.

Sold his...

Can you work it out Alison?

He's bringing an overnight bag with him where?

I will. I'll call him but he's not homeless.

No. No. No, Sammy. That is not happening.

He is not sleeping at our house.

He's got a key to my flat,

- so he's not homeless. - Yeah, I know he's your dad,

but you tell him to ring me,

I will deal with it, because he is not...

Yeah. I'll ring him. I'll ring him now.

No, Sammy, not even on the settee. I'm serious.

I am not being mean, Sammy.

- Sammy? - OK. Bye.

- Dom? It's Rachel. - Dave. Gill.

- Look, our Alison's just rung me. - You need to give me a ring.

Don't worry about what I said.

If you wouldn't mind being so good and kind.

Just get yourself back round to my flat.

At your earliest convenience.

We can talk about this properly when I get back.

Right?

We'll sort things out. I promise.

And will you ring me?

How come Leach even knows about the similarities to his murders?

A local journalist made the connection. Yesterday.

Who knows how, he's a journalist.

First person he's on the phone to is Leach's solicitor.

That's when the shit hit the fan.

North Avon are pulling together

an SIO support group which we'll be part of later tomorrow

with some of the biggest names in the country.

SCAS, Detectives, forensic scientists.

At the risk of sounding a bit thick,

why's this such a big deal?

Because if someone's out there using Leach's exact MO,

it throws doubt on his conviction.

It suggests it was never him in the first place,

that the real killer is still out there which we know to be rubbish,

but... there's a lot of people who think Leach's conviction

is the biggest miscarriage of justice in criminal history.

Journalists, peers, the tea and tiffin brigade.

Sadly, however, they're not without influence.

If they can raise doubt and grounds for yet another appeal,

it's not beyond the realms of possibility

Leach could walk.

So no pressure then.

DCI Murray?

- 'Ello 'ello. - DC Bennett, North Avon.

This is DC Bailey.

- Rachel. - Ed.

- Mr. Leach? - Yes, hello.

I'm DC Bailey, this is DC Bennett. We're here at your request.

Before we start I must tell you

that this meeting is being recorded.

Good.

I must tell you that you're not under arrest

and you don't have to say anything to us,

but anything you do say may be used in evidence.

I know that.

I know that you've been advised that you can have a solicitor present,

but I believe that you've indicated that you don't want one.

- Is that still the case? - Yes.

Could I ask why that is, Mr. Leach?

I would've thought given your situation that that would be advisable.

Is that a Manchester accent?

What would you like to talk to us about Mr. Leach?

I don't know how much you know about me,

- my situation. - I'm assisting

the investigation into the death of Yasmin Heaney.

You contacted the incident room at Bristol saying

you had some information regarding that incident.

I didn't...

I didn't want my solicitor here because...

he has a son.

Alastair Jackson.

And it's becoming increasingly apparent to me for some time

and now I'm utterly convinced that

he is the man you're looking for.

And I don't just mean for this latest attack, either.

Desmond Jackson

approached me after I'd been convicted,

several lawyers did, knowing that

I'd been poorly served by the man

who'd originally represented me in court,

knowing that I had been the victim of a miscarriage of justice.

I know you don't believe that, but...

I took him on, Desmond Jackson,

because he seemed the most keen

as well as being the most able.

I now have reason to believe

that he had ulterior motives in approaching me,

motives that...

were to do with contriving to keep me inside prison,

once I'd been blamed for what his son had done.

And what grounds have you got for making this allegation, Mr. Leach?

After I was convicted,

Alastair Jackson appeared to become obsessed with me.

He wrote to me incessantly,

he even requested to visit me,

which I allowed him do... twice.

At the time, you see, I regarded him as a supporter.

But looking back I realize now that

it wasn't me he was obsessed with.

He was obsessed with the women

I was accused of having murdered.

He certainly knew far more about them than I ever did.

I now believe...

from what he said...

that he knew them.

All of them, personally.

Well, don't you think that's significant?

Isn't it true that most murder victims

are killed by people they know?

I'd never met this man until sometime after his father offered to help me,

and yet it would appear that he knew personally the four women

I was convicted of having murdered. I didn't.

So you're saying that your solicitor...

Desmond Jackson...

is fully aware of what his son...

may have done and is helping to cover it up?

Yes.

Yes, that's exactly what I'm saying.

Can you prove any of the things that you're saying?

Well, I imagine I could, yes, if I wasn't stuck in here.

He knew Yasmin Heaney, too.

He mentioned her a number of times in letters to me.

- Would you like to see? - Yeah.

I've made copies.

OK.

When did you realize this...

about Alastair Jackson?

When I heard about Yasmin Heaney.

It'd been staring me in the face.

For years...

and then the penny dropped.

Is there anything else you'd like to say to me, Mr. Leach?

I shouldn't be in here.

We have picked Alastair Jackson up, by the way. Twice.

Yeah. I read that in the information pack.

He did know Yasmin Heaney.

He spent rather too much time in the library where she works.

You making your way down to Bristol now, ma'am?

That's the plan!

Are you all right?

I hate these places.

I appreciate that not all will have had chance to

read the handouts in any depth, ladies and gentlemen,

so whilst our victim Yasmin

is a main line of inquiry,

the nature of the attack,

the fact that it resembles the Leach murders

of 13 years ago, have lead us

to focus primarily on two main lines of investigation.

People who had access to confidential information

during the original investigation

that's the lawyers, police officers, jury

and people who had access to Leach when he was inside prison.

Of the people we've identified as being most interesting,

perhaps the most significant at this moment

is Alastair Jackson.

Now, Jackson is unemployed,

misfit, obsessed with Leach.

An apparent supporter of Leach.

He visited him on two occasions inside prison.

His father, oddly enough, is Leach's solicitor,

so Jackson may have had had access to confidential information

right there in his parents home at the time of the original investigation.

His alibi

at the time that Yasmin went missing

turned out to be an elaborate pack of lies...

But still no arrest.

DCI Murray came across from the Crime Faculty

to help us with the original investigation

and she has in fact spoken to Leach this very morning

at his request inside Ravenhill Prison.

He himself is pointing the finger at Jackson.

And not just for Yasmin's murder either.

Leach is suggesting that Jackson was responsible

for the murders he was sent down for 13 years ago.

I hope you don't mind me saying,

but if you're seriously considering Alastair Jackson for Yasmin,

we're opening a can of worms,

and one which Leach will exploit to the hilt,

and frankly, in my book,

the fact that Leach is pointing the finger

at Jackson is practically grounds to rule him out.

Isn't there like a really screaming flaw

in the whole basis of the investigation?

Is there?

- What? - Well,

their two lines of inquiry

and the way that you're talking

are based entirely on the assumption that

that Leach is guilty of the original crimes.

Thank you.

It's not an assumption.

He is guilty.

Yeah. But...

- What if he isn't? - But, he is.

Yeah, but if he isn't, then the whole thing's skewed.

Rachel Bailey. Gill Murray. We've got reservations.

Yeah, but he is. So it isn't.

Fill these forms out, please.

I feel like...

you're not hearing what I'm saying.

You've read your ringbinders.

It was Leach's DNA at the scene.

His thumb print

on the pendant of Catherine Maloney's necklace,

pressed so hard it was embedded into her skin

and at the time he couldn't account

for how else his dabs could have got on it, even if he came up

with some convoluted rubbish about it afterwards.

- Yeah, but... - His delivery schedule

put him at or near all the murders.

We even had a witness who ID'd him

in the area of one of them.

All right, forget it.

Do you think he's a bit too good looking to be a killer?

Did you ever seen a photo of Ted Bundy?

Think he was a bit too good looking as well

to have raped and murdered 34 women?

I didn't believe him,

but I didn't not believe him either.

Rachel! Are you serious? You'd let that man out?

No! No.

Well, yeah, if he's not guilty.

- Oh, God. - What?

Bandits at two. Julian McAndrew...

writes for The Guardian and The New Statesman,

one of Leach's staunchest dickhead supporters.

- That was quick. - It's volatile, I told you. Don't look.

I can almost understand them not getting it, but you?

You used to work in the sex crimes unit.

You know rape isn't about sex.

It's about power and control and humiliation.

He's a sick fuck,

and he can hide it better than your average Herbert

because he's clever, clever enough

to make someone like you doubt forensic evidence.

Room 703 and Room 522.

- Enjoy your stay, ladies. - Thank you.

All we have to do, well,

all North Avon have to do is find out

who killed Yasmin, and prove it fast,

before people like McAndrew

manage to turn it into something it isn't.

We know who killed the others, Rachel,

it was that nice man you spoke to

this morning at HMP Ravenhill.

Well, all the same. I think we...

I think they ought to look very closely

- at Jackson again. - I agree with you

cos I think Leach is trying to set Jackson up, which...

which...

means he's involved.

It's not just someone who's copying him.

It's someone he's conspired with,

someone he's consciously inculcated with his...

And he's arrogant enough to think he

can point us in the wrong direction.

Stick your bag in your room, back here in five minutes,

we're going to the incident room.

Ed!

- Hello, ma'am. - Where's Mr. Wallis?

He's driven over to Abbots Leigh.

Another girl's turned up.

Same.

Cable ties.

Yeah. It makes sense.

I mean, it was always a possibility of course

that Leach was behind the whole thing, yeah but...

does it actually change the investigation?

If we accept that he's pulling the strings?

No, no, of course it doesn't, but again

it points the finger away from Jackson,

given that he was so keen to implicate him.

Look, Gill. I don't want it to be Jackson any more than you do.

I know what kind of unhelpful frenzy this could set off in the media.

But we have got to keep an open mind.

Yeah. Course. But this is someone who is inside with him.

This is not a visitor, certainly not Jackson.

This is someone not unlike himself.

This is someone who is capable of doing that.

Even a copycat killing, you don't go from nought to 90 in 10 seconds.

Jackson's got no criminal record.

You and I both know that whoever did this has got previous.

Jackson hasn't even got a speeding ticket

cos he doesn't drive! So

how's he got that body out here?

You're absolutely right.

So what haven't I done, Gill?

Could I ask how you're prioritizing interviewing

and eliminating the people Leach has been inside with?

I mean, prisoners not wardens and visitors.

Yeah, well, initially we're looking at people

who he's close to in the last five years,

people he spent time with who were released in the last year.

I think you should be prioritizing your sexually-motivated killers.

Going back the whole 13 years,

however brief their exposure to him.

Well, that was discussed, but...

I hope you don't mind, but I rang the clinical psychologist

I work with in Manchester, Martin Hines.

He says this could be someone Leach met in the toilets

for five minutes once a week ten years ago.

He'll have avoided being noticed with this person

because he's got too much in common with him.

He's persistently maintained his innocence, so

so publicly this person would be anathema to him.

Privately though, this is someone he'll have identified

really quickly, then cultivated, then avoided being seen with.

He'll have promised him something, God knows what,

a spree together if ever he helps him get out,

not money, that wouldn't motivate this sort of sick bugger.

And he's so controlled, Leach,

this could be someone who was released three or four years ago,

waiting for Leach to give him the nod at just the right moment...

With exactly the right victim.

Leach knew that Jackson knew Yasmin Heaney.

He mentioned her in the letters that he wrote to Leach,

Jackson did, and she fitted the victim profile.

Well, a couple of the lads did a comprehensive list of everybody

that Leach was exposed to inside prison going back the whole 13 years.

Do you want to have look at it,

- suggest a new strategy? - Sure.

Have you identified her?

There was a 30-year-old woman reported missing

in Bristol last week...

Jodie Winterbourne.

30,

five foot eight,

short dark hair.

She's ticking a lot of boxes.

Dark brown hair, five foot eight.

What about it?

I fit the victim profile,

that's why you asked me to interview him.

Yeah. I thought he'd fall for you though, not the other way round.

- That's unethical. - Sue me.

It didn't occur to me in fact.

You were the first Tier 3 I bumped into.

I asked where Janet was, if you remember.

So is this what you used to do?

Drop into other forces, tell 'em what to do?

You don't tell people what to do. You advise them.

I advised on eight jobs in one week once.

- What, murders? - Yep.

Still, it's swings and roundabouts, isn't it?

If I hadn't given it up

I'd never have met you and Kevin.

So he's been in four prisons,

had 58 cell moves.

That's a total of 3,426 inmates

he's potentially come into contact

with over 13 years.

Let's start with a list of those

convicted of murder and of rape.

- Thank you. - OK.

Then a list of those just convicted of murder,

cos, let's faces, how many times

have we had someone who's raped and murdered,

but the CPS only push on the murder charge?

- Tell me about it. - Then, third...

a list of those convicted of just rape.

Cool. Yep.

Ma'am, is it all right if I...

- make a call? - Yeah. Course.

Dom?

- Hiya. - Where are you?

Your house.

Where have you been?

Nowhere just here.

Me and Alison have both been trying to get hold of you.

I know, I'm sorry.

You all right?

Yep.

I've been worried about you.

Sorry.

Are you eating properly?

Yep.

What've you had today?

Toast.

Listen, Dom...

I love you.

I don't want you to be embarrassed about what's happened.

I just want you to move on and get your life back together.

Yeah.

Some of the most horrendous, violent murders

I've ever seen have involved gay men

with other men in exactly that situation like you were in.

I'm sorry if you think...

Look, I wasn't over-reacting. Believe me, I wasn't.

OK.

We'll work everything out, all right?

We will, I promise.

I want you to buy some fresh fruit and veg

with that money I left you, right?

- Dom? - Yep. Yep.

All right I've got to go, but I'll be back soon. Soon as I can.

Yep.

I'll see you. See you.

42 killers also convicted of rape, now released.

Most of them are elderly, past it.

12 under the age of 60. The youngest is 38.

We need the crime scene photos

of the murders that each of those 12 were originally convicted of.

- Yep. - And we need to compare them...

- Ed? - Listening.

With the crime scenes from the present two murders...

Yasmin's and this latest one Jodie if it is Jodie...

- Yep... - starting with those

who now live geographically closest

because every one of these twisted sods should be out on a license.

They'll have a parole officer to report to,

so chances are it's not someone who's in Edinburgh.

- Yep. - There's another thing

I want you to do. I want you to compare

the photos of Yasmin's murder and Jodie's murder with each other

and then compare those with the four Leach was convicted of.

And this time I want you to look at the differences

as well as the similarities.

I think they've focused on the similarities too much.

I want you to look at what this new bloke's brought to the party

that's nothing to do with Leach's MO.

Something all of his own from his previous offences

that's seeped through, something he's probably not aware of himself.

Right.

You've got four men in your force area

who could be the person we're looking for.

Three of them are registered with their probation officers here in Bristol,

but there's another one, a fella called Philip Martin Hibbert...

who's registered at an address in Yeovil.

He murdered two women 15 years ago, raped 'em as well,

but he was never charged with that.

He was released 18 months since.

The other three are John James Wilkes,

registered at an address in St Paul's,

sexually assaulted three women in Lincolnshire,

- none of whom died. - But

But one of whom the police believed he'd left for dead,

so it was an attempted murder rather than a murder.

He was released four years ago, originally sent down in 1997.

Hassan Abuzein, registered an address Knowle West,

sent down 1995, raped

and murdered his niece in Southall, London.

Released from Ravenhill six months ago.

Ashley Robert Boyall, ex-army, registered address Easton,

released two-and-a-half years ago. Served 15 years

for murdering two sex workers.

That was in... Kettering.

We can widen the net obviously if this doesn't give us what we're looking for.

But I asked Rachel to look at the differences

between Leach's original crime scenes and the present ones

to see if there was any seepage,

things that didn't fit in with Leach

but which did correspond to the MO of these men.

We think this one, the first one, Hibbert,

could be the man you're looking for.

- Show him. - Well, that's Yasmin Heaney

and that's Jodie, last night, yeah?

That's Heather Price and that's Jane Reid, Hibbert's victims.

He dragged them all there by their arms.

Which suggests they were already dead when he took 'em there.

Leach didn't do that, he killed his victims at the scene.

There are a few more details pointing at Hibbert,

- which we can go through if you like. - Sorry.

Hello. Rick Wallis.

Yep.

OK, thank you.

Thank you. Bye now. Bye.

That was the lab.

Alastair Jackson's DNA on a cigarette butt we found

at last night's crime scene.

I'm just asking before you race in and make an arrest which,

if you believe that's the right thing to do, that's your call.

But I'm asking you to consider this...

we've been working on the theory that

Leach is setting Jackson up,

working with an accomplice, who is capable of rape and murder.

I'm pretty certain that same person

would be more than capable of planting a fag butt too.

I suggest that someone in Jackson's orbit

has watched him smoke a fag

then picked it up when he's stubbed it out.

Who does he hang around with?

Jackson? No-one.

I told you, he's an oddity, he's a loner.

Someone, anyone. Where does he go, what does he do?

We know he liked going in the library where Yasmin worked.

Well, the only thing was the man who wasn't there.

- Who? - The man who doesn't exist.

- Who? - Dunno. He didn't exist.

Yeah. Jackson's alibi.

He said that when Yasmin was being attacked,

he was with some fella called Tim Smith

who he said worked for Burton's builders' supplies

on St Bude's Road, and who lived in a flat in Frome,

and who he said he got very drunk with on the night in question.

So drunk in fact, that he could

remember almost nothing the next day.

We had it checked out.

We checked it out thoroughly, I mean

we checked every Tim Smith in our force area,

and in the surrounding four force areas, and nothing.

So where did Jackson go to with this

Tim Smith to get drunk then?

Well, he said they drank at home, Jackson's home.

There were no witnesses so no-one's

seen or heard of this Tim Smith.

He did invent it, so...

it makes you wonder why would you make something up if you've got nothing to hide?

But you don't think Jackson was off his face.

The whole thing is a crap attempt at an alibi?

That's what we were left with, yeah.

What else did he say about the man who doesn't exist?

How recently had he got to know him?

Recent.

Well, what if Tim Smith does exist?

Only he's not called Tim Smith.

And he sat with Jackson, let him drink himself stupid and

left him rat-arsed, incapable, alone,

and then he went off and committed the murder.

So how about sticking Hibbert in a pre-arrest vim's ID parade

and seeing if Jackson recognizes Hibbert but as Tim Smith.

Is it all right if I call you Alastair, Mr. Jackson?

You can call me what you like.

You probably will anyway.

We just wanted to have a little bit

of a talk with you about your friend.

The one you told us about... Tim Smith.

Have you seen him at all recently?

No.

What we were wondering, Alastair, is...

do you think if we showed you some photographs

that you might be able to recognize him?

Yes, I imagine so.

Why? Have you found him?

We think we might be getting close.

OK,

I'm just going to ask you a few questions.

First question might seem a bit odd

but I will explain to you at the end why I'm asking.

You told us

that you and Mr. Smith

went back to your house and had a few drinks.

I thought you didn't believe me.

About Tim Smith.

You said he stayed a while, chatting.

Yes. He did.

Now, I know you told us

you don't remember much about what happened later.

But...

if we were to come round to your house with you...

do you think you might be able to point to anything

he might have touched while he was there?

He went through some of my CDs.

Is that any good?

Yes, I think that would be spot on.

You see if we can get his fingerprints...

In fact the glass he drank out of

is probably still on the floor somewhere.

Nice.

And are you anywhere nearer catching the killer?

Because you know what's being said,

don't you? In the press.

That whoever is murdering these women

could've been the killer 13 years ago.

My father and I have been saying for years

that Jeremy Leach is an innocent man.

And he's been talking so highly of you, pal.

Would you like to come this way please, Mr. Jackson?

Hello. Rick Wallis.

Yep. He's identified Him.

Jackson's identified Hibbert! Let's pick him up!

Well done.

You stick with me kid, I'll get you into a fight.

Yeah, hold on!

Fuck.

- Hello. - I fell asleep.

You did right. Can I come in?

Yeah,

I was just packing.

I've just had a phone call.

It's bad news.

- Our Dom. - Who's Dom?

No, not Dom.

I had a phone call from the CPS in Manchester.

They're dropping the attempted murder charge

against Nick Savage.

I know. I know. It's...

Unbelievable doesn't even start to cover it.

Well, so what are they charging him with?

Nothing. They're say there's insufficient,

They're saying there's no evidence.

They're saying legally there isn't a case.

- So he's gonna walk? - Well,

he'll never work as a barrister again

because of his relationship with that juror,

and I'm assuming his marriage is stuffed, but

- yes, that's the upshot at the minute. - He knows where I live.

I'd be very surprised if he tried anything like that again.

He's got keys to my flat.

Change the locks.

Are you all right?

Stupid question.

Do you want the less bad news?

I don't know. Do I?

They picked Hibbert up. Two hours ago.

They found his phone,

they found a few other things that could link him to Leach.

Anyway, he's confessed, he's confessing.

He's talking right now,

mostly about Leach about how Leach coached him,

the things he told him he'd done.

The point is. Rick Wallis wants us to talk to Leach again

to put it to him that Hibbert's making these allegations.

They've only got us for another 24 hours. I said we would.

- What do you think? - Yeah.

Dom's my brother, by the way.

He was at my birthday thing.

He probably didn't speak to you.

I was thinking about that pig...

Savage.

You wouldn't really want endless details

about your private life dragged through the court, would you?

Cos you know damned well that's what'd happen,

if the CPS had pressed charges against him.

You know what I really can't get over

is that I trusted him.

I loved him. I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him.

Yeah. Well.

Some people are very plausible, aren't they?

Yeah but how do you know?

How can you see through 'em?

Like this Leach bastard.

- I did, I fell for it. - You can't always.

Look at the bugger I married.

It's not just instinct. It's experience.

I think a large part of instinct is experience.

So, you know,

I don't think we should give up on your rosy future just yet.

Well, I sometimes think I'm shit at this job.

Hey! If you're fishing for compliments lady,

you're talking to the wrong small-minded bitch.

Why didn't I know you had a brother?

Because he's a bit of black sheep

in a family of black sheep so that's going some.

What's he done?

Dom...

What hadn't he done?

No, he's just staying with me at the minute

because he's a bit down on his luck

and because he's got nowhere else to go.

Have you arrested Alastair Jackson?

No, Mr. Leach. We haven't.

We charged a man called Philip Martin Hibbert

with the murders of Yasmin Heaney and Jodie Winterbourne.

Do you know him?

Phillip Martin Hibbert?

Yes, yes. He... was in Durham

at the same time I was, on the same wing, briefly. Why?

Could you describe the sort of contact you had with him

- in Durham? - None.

And have you had any contact with him since he was released?

Well, no, of course not. Why would I?

Hibbert is telling us that you and he

became very close in Durham.

Well, that's not true.

That you had an understanding,

an agreement.

Hibbert was an odd,

unpleasant kind of...

just not the sort of person I would associate with.

That's not what he says.

If he's implying anything about me,

then he's...

he's delusional.

Do you know when Janet got stabbed?

I fell apart. You didn't.

I just stood there shaking, babbling.

I'd only known her for 12 months.

You'd known her nearly 20 years, yet...

it was me that was falling to bits.

If I hadn't been there you'd have done everything I did.

You had the luxury of falling apart

because you knew I wouldn't.

You'd have coped, if you'd had to.

I went home and cried my eyes out,

but there was no way I was gonna do that there

then in front of you lot.

Plus. I remember thinking,

if this is the last thing I ever do for Janet

for Janet, and I hope to God it isn't,

I'm going to do it properly.

That's where your head would've been if it'd had to be.

And the fact that you beat yourself up about stuff so much

tells me how keen you are to

learn and get things right.

You're good.

And one day, you'll be very good.

All right?

I made a really bad decision once.

What?

It was when Sammy was four.

I realized way back then that Dave was mucking about

with another woman and I...

buried my head in the sand.

I was in love with the man...

I wanted him to be not the man he clearly was,

and I ignored it.

For ten years.

Pretended it wasn't happening.

And if I'd had the guts

to deal with it then

instead of later when I had to,

when he went off with...

Everything would've been so much better for Sammy,

but for me as well because I'd have got myself organized

so I didn't have to stop working at the Faculty.

I was good at that job, Rachel, I loved it.

I know I was born for it, and...

I'd almost forgotten how much till these last few days.

I'd forgotten how alive it made me feel.

- Have you heard the news? - Very pretty.

So don't you think that is like a confession?

Not exactly.

Someone like Leach,

a control freak, being in prison's agony.

For all the usual reasons, but on top of that,

you've got no control over anything.

What time you eat, what time you sleep,

when you speak to other people.

He's done that because death

is the only bit of control he had left.

After we took away his little carefully-planned pipe dream,

that's all. But, you know,

who cares?

Well done.