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Hello.

Can you give me a minute?

Yeah, all right.

Have you brought me a pressie?

You look great!

So do you.

Well...

Where did you get the twerty, confidence monster from?

Oh, she's great, Anna.

Is she?

Rachel?

Yeah.

- I thought so. - Hi.

I... I just called you. Janet's out on a shout in Hulme.

A knifing. She said I should take you down when you got in.

She wasn't sure what time it would be. Late night?

Oh, sorry. I'm sat here.

I'll be back in a minute.

So...

London. How was it?

Yeah, it was great! You know.

Hello, stranger. Put on weight?

We need to get on.

Nice to see you too, Mary.

We've got a Michael Edgerton in there.

Twenty-four, he was opening up around 6:30.

Bloke comes of out of nowhere, attacks him,

stabs him in the back. He died on the spot.

His girlfriend witnessed it.

Would you mind getting her first account?

Um...

Sure. Who's SIO?

Gill wasn't replaced. Cuts.

So we get different SIO cover from the other syndicates, case by case.

Depends who's busy. And this morning everyone was, so...

While they decide we just

do what we do until someone says stop.

Was it my fault?

Why would you think that, Wendy?

We were arguing when it happened.

Okay.

Wendy, what can you tell me about the person that did this?

When he came into the yard,

I thought he'd come in 'cause he'd heard us arguing.

I thought he'd meant to help.

But he just...

He just walked straight up behind Mikey

and stabbed him in the back.

How would you describe him?

Clothes? Height?

- Race? - I couldn't see him.

He had a black hoodie on and, erm,

a black scarf across his face.

And he was white.

- Taller than me. - Good.

Can you tell me anything about the hoodie?

It... It had

a bloke running on the back, it was a black outline.

Anything else?

He was wearing blue gloves. Like a nurse or a dinner lady.

Did he say anything?

He went to the gate and touched the wall. I don't know why.

Then he turned back to us. I thought he was coming back for me.

But he didn't.

He got his phone out

and took a picture. I couldn't scream for help.

I didn't know what he was going to do next, or I would have screamed.

But he just stood.

And took a picture on his phone.

Watching Mikey die.

Why come out here to take a photo? Why not be closer in?

- Getting distance for safety? - No, he stood in clear view.

Wendy could call for help at any moment. So he's taking photos, for what?

Evidence? Proof?

Is this a professional hit?

Ten minutes in Vice, and everyone's a Triad.

Just a little blade. So, quick, clean.

No blood spatter. No trail.

Saw a lot of it in Vice. Just saying.

Can we make sure we get us some shots of this?

I've just had an interesting statement.

A suspicious man running a few streets away at the time of the murder.

Witness described him as wearing a black hoodie with a running motif on the back.

Said he got in to a car. They could only give us the color of the car.

But they did get a partial number plate.

And he remembers it was a left-hand drive.

Did you get the witness's name and address?

He didn't want to give it.

So, get someone to check the road where the witness saw the suspect.

Yeah, and can you run the partial number plates through the DVLA?

The left-hand drive should narrow it down.

Sure.

Oh!

You only popped out for a pint of milk and you were gone for a year.

I thought you'd forgotten us.

No, I've missed you lot. And all of this.

But I've got our Alison and the kids at the flat.

She's got Tony trouble.

Should see the state of the place.

I've got weeping angels and wooden ducks everywhere,

which she's bought me as a thanks.

Flat reeks of air freshener.

She got six different stinks.

The other morning I woke up, thought I had been embalmed.

So, when did you get back?

Uh, Thursday.

We've got a mother and son with a website, wanting to talk to you.

First nutters of the day?

They're on a video link from Australia.

He's seen this website. He's too scared to show it to me.

It was on the Darknet.

He's not gonna get into trouble for looking at it, is he?

It is not illegal to access the Darknet.

So, what did you see, Morris?

I was messing a couple of weeks ago.

I ended up with this page with a password, so...

I thought I'd see if I could hack into it.

It had this map of back home on it,

and all these sick pictures and videos. Dead bodies and stuff.

We're gonna need the password.

I didn't know he was doing any of it.

One of his mates WhatsApped him this morning

because of the murder that happened near his old school.

I saw him on the website.

Michael Edgerton?

Yeah, his murder was posted a couple of hours ago.

I watched him bleed to death.

What was the website called?

Taking Out The Trash. Charming.

We'll have to ring Special Branch to even use the password.

Some 14-year-old on the other side of the world can access it,

but we have ask if we're allowed.

No, we don't. I've got permissions already.

Did the course on my secondment. Got the software in here.

You couldn't wire a plug 12 months ago.

Tor software is shit slow 'cause it bounces info around the globe.

It's how it keeps the Darknet users secret. Here we go.

This is where we were this morning. That's Wendy.

Jesus! He was filming Michael dying.

We now believe that Michael Edgerton's murder is linked to several other cases.

As Syndicate 9 has no dedicated DCI,

it makes sense to take advantage of Rachel's return.

Heyyo. If it ain't Mary Poppins!

So, we're appointing her as acting Detective Inspector

for the initial stages of the investigation.

I hope you give her your full support.

Thank you.

Be ready to brief a gold meeting at 12:00.

And, uh, don't come dressed like Little Mix.

Nice entrance, knobhead.

I didn't know.

Nice to see London hasn't changed you, you chippy cow.

You can't talk to her like that. She's the boss.

You could never talk to her like that.

No, you couldn't so wind your neck in, chunky.

Does Dodson know what she's unleashed, leaving you in charge?

Godzilla, the next generation.

Godzuki.

The bitch is back!

Okay. Well, we'll do full briefing later on but this what we have got so far.

We've got a webpage which people are accessing via the Darknet.

You go on to the site and you get map of greater Manchester.

As you can see, it's covered in these icons.

Click on an icon and it takes you to either an image

or a video of a murder scene.

Or a victim's home address. This is Michael Edgerton's home.

But he's not the only person on there.

They're all unsolved murders.

- This is Richard Hazelmere. - The drug addict we found in Chinatown?

- That'd be five, six years ago. - No, it was seven.

Can you all be aware? This next clip is pretty full-on.

Are we all okay?

So, the perpetrator draws a chalked star at the murder scene.

This one, you would mistake for graffiti.

That's if you would have noticed it at all.

These chalk stars appear at all of our crime scenes.

It's just that we hadn't spotted them previously.

They also appear at all of our victims' home addresses.

This one would be Michael Edgerton's.

There's a discussion page on the website which is encrypted.

I've got people over at SCAS going through it,

trying to get us some more information.

How many people are on the discussion page?

We're not sure.

Is there any connection in our victims' profiles?

Uh, none that we found.

Michael Edgerton, no previous offences.

Richard Hazelmere was a drug addict, but nothing else stands out about his life.

There's a Mark Winstone who was murdered

at a neo-Nazi rally three years ago. Danielle Hallows

who was the member of a small-time girl gang, but nothing big.

And the list goes on.

It's a wide spread of age, race, sex, occupation.

How many murders are we talking?

Ten, so far, that we've ID'd. Maybe 11.

I know. It's huge.

There are two home addresses on the website

that have no murders associated with them.

And we have a star on an unidentified stretch of canal

that we're treating as a potential crime scene.

Well, that could mean there's an undiscovered body in that water.

That would only explain one of the addresses.

Which means that the other address could be a potential victim.

Someone still alive, who's been targeted.

Someone that we can save.

You know what I hate about up here?

- Serial killers? - No.

If you're not wearing a 200 quid

shit blue suit then you're not dressed right.

No, not yours. Yours is nice.

Ah, and it only cost 180,

though I was looking at a lovely beige one for the wedding.

I don't fancy a wedding dress.

You can't dance at the disco.

Me and Chris are thinking of getting matching bride and groom suits.

- Are you still with him? - No, we broke up in June.

Yeah, I thought so. You text me.

Oh, you got it, did you?

- You never text back. - Didn't I?

Hmm.

Shit! I'm sorry.

- Are you all right? - Yeah.

Now. We had a lovely time.

It was nice, and then we'd done that and... I got fed up of nice.

Nice isn't knicker-ripping.

- Is it? - No, it's not.

- I've really missed you. - Aww.

She really has! Oh.

- Gold meetings are exciting. - Yeah.

People being slaughtered in the streets. It's better than Blackpool.

No, I just meant

it must be exciting for someone of your rank to be invited to one.

What are you gonna wear?

I'll get back to work.

She's okay. You'll get to like her.

Well, no, you'll hate her for a bit because I've said you'll like her,

and then you'll get to like her.

I can't go dressed like this.

Can I interest you in a shit blue suit?

It's come down from the top corridor

that this is a potential critical incident for Manchester Met.

All days off are canceled.

You should expect to be working overtime for the foreseeable future.

I've got an important weekend coming up, I'm gonna struggle to...

- You'll be here. - But it's his wife's...

Unless you're about to say funeral, you'll be here.

Okay. Lee, let's see what we can find out about the stars.

Any significance in patterns, any symbolism?

Have we accounted for the two home addresses?

Um, at one of the flats in Ardwick,

we've got Jenna Mawson, 18, registered as living there at the DVLA center.

Picture from her provisional license.

- And the other? - Levenshulme, currently empty,

and there's no reports of a missing person at either address.

I want you to try and trace the witness

who gave you the statement at the Edgerton murder.

Do a photo of it. Ask around the local area.

He could be crucial further down the line.

Have we located the stretch of canal where the star was placed?

We're pretty sure it's the Rochdale Canal.

Well, that canal's had its fair share of deaths.

No bodies recovered, so far, associated

with either the Levenshulme or Ardwick addresses.

We need to go to Ardwick to check out Jenna Mawson.

Anna, speak to the owner of the Levenshulme flat.

There's a good chance one of 'em is already dead and in that canal.

Well, we need to identify which one of them's still alive

and get to them before the killer does.

The people accessing this website

could be from all over the world, which means

we might be liaising internationally, working with Europol and INTERPOL.

So, I expect everyone to pull their fingers out.

No northern plod behavior.

And we all know each other, so there is no need to call me ma'am or boss.

I'd prefer if you called me Rach.

Not Godzuki?

I swear, and I am being absolutely serious,

if I hear that Godzuki shit again, I will have you on a discipline.

Are we clear?

Love what you've done with the place. How is it?

It's like walking in a dead woman's heels. While she's still watching.

We've got something.

One of the matching license plates belongs to a Steve Dench.

His car was picked up on the ANPR in the vicinity of the Edgerton house

on three occasions in the weeks prior to Michael's murder.

It's a left-hand drive

and he's got a recorded offence as a juvenile for knife crime.

Let's go pick him up.

Pete, we got an update?

We got a star. No sign of Jenna Mawson, though.

Neighbors are about useful as a snorkel on a fish.

Right, well, I want you looking for a phone number

so we can zap it and find out where she is.

Make sure you get her description out.

Will do.

I need to take this.

It's Mum, and she's using the Batphone.

I'm arresting you on suspicion of murder.

- You do not have to say anything. - Hey, it's okay.

It's okay.

- Hello? - I don't want to panic you, love,

but Tasie's been arrested.

Drugs?

I'm not worried.

She was in a car with some boys and they had some class Bs.

She was with Sam, her boyfriend.

I wanna sew my mouth up every time I say that word.

It's fine. She's growing up.

He's a 5 foot squeak, with the sexual threat of a castrated mole.

Tasie said that she didn't know the other lads.

They were the ones with drugs. So, I'm staying out of it.

Mum can cope.

If Tasie says that she didn't know anything about it,

then I totally believe her.

Yep. Are you certain?

I know what I was up to when I was 16.

She still sleeps with her Furby.

So, unless she's been using that as a drugs mule, yeah, I am.

Hey. Have you noticed?

- He isn't in any of these pictures. - Maybe it was Steve taking them?

Yeah, but there's not one family shot. I've still got pictures up of Ade,

and right now I'd happily unblock a sink using his face.

We found two hoodies that might be of interest.

- Same color, same logo. - Great.

Uh, we need to get Wendy to take a look at those.

Mum's at the station, picking up Tasie.

She's asking if I wanna pop down. Like it's mother and daughter day.

- She probably brought her selfie stick. - Makes a nice change.

Having your family arrested instead of mine.

So, what are you gonna do?

My job.

Tasie's safe.

There's people out there who need me, like Jenna Mawson.

Yeah.

- If she's still alive. - Oh, well,

maybe Steve can shed a bit of light on that.

Before we start, my client has prepared a statement.

"I have no knowledge or involvement in the murder of Michael Edgerton.

"At the time of his murder, I was at home.

"I left at 7:00 a.m. To drive to the gym.

"I feel that the manner in which I was arrested,

"the level of intrusion and distress caused to me and my family,

"has left me with no alternative but to refuse to give any further cooperation."

Let's start with where you were on the morning of January the 18th.

I'd like to direct you to my client's written statement.

Guys, come get your chips. A little help, guys.

Night.

Right, we found the star on the canal.

Dredging starts at first light.

And, uh, Michael Edgerton's girlfriend recognized the logo

on the hoodies we found at Steve's house.

- Where's Pete? - Hmm.

Well, where are we at with Jenna Mawson?

Well, we know she's a foster kid, straight out of care.

She was put into that flat six months ago.

Though the flat search hasn't given us much. It was practically empty.

We're stuck.

Though, we'll know more when we speak to her case worker in the morning.

No, don't wait till morning. Wake her up.

- What about Jenna's phone number? - Not yet.

- Nobody has a number for her. - Basics!

It's just... It's basics.

Do we at least know what network she's on?

Did you check the flat for a charger? Top-up cards?

Have we looked for her on social media? What's Pete been doing?

Boss. Chief Superintendent Dreyfuss from Europol.

Chief Dreyfuss. Acting DI Bailey of Syndicate 9.

- Good to speak to you, sir. - Bonsoir, madame.

Bonsoir. How can I help you?

Listen up very carefully. I shall say this only once.

Do you mind? That couch is knackering me back.

I looked like Quasimodo's nan on my till, today.

- Don't snore. - I don't snore.

How's work?

Can we leave this till morning?

Yeah, yeah, of course.

Everyone's being a bit weird.

Bastards!

Why, what are you doing to them?

Me? No, it's them.

They're just all stuck.

Is Janet being funny with you?

I don't know.

Stop staring at me, you dickhead.

If you're looking for your vibrators, they're on top of the wardrobe.

I caught our Callum under the duvet

using the glow-in-the dark one as a night light.

Well, at least, that's what I told meself he was doing.

Photofit of the witness Anna spoke to after the Edgerton murder.

I'm attending a meeting about Jenna this morning.

Hopefully social services might have some idea as to where she might be.

How are we doing with Steve's alibi?

His wife's confirmed his story and we've got him signed in at the gym

on the morning of Edgerton's murder.

He owns identical hoodies to the suspect,

his car was spotted hanging around there

and innocent people don't refuse to speak.

So, when you get back from MAPPA,

I want you to try and trace the people whose signatures appear directly before

and after Steve's at the gym.

See if they can narrow down the time for us.

Partial number plates have thrown up another left-hand drive car

belonging to Kenny Medford.

Well, one of his previous addresses was a couple of streets away

from Jenna Mawson's care home.

We've had a few problems tracing him 'cause he moves around a bit,

but we've managed to make contact with his girlfriend.

Well, she was quite jumpy. Claimed she had no knowledge of his whereabouts.

They've been separated for months,

but uniforms spotted Kenny's car parked a couple of streets away.

Speak to the neighbors and get a forensic lift on that car.

Have we had forensics back on Steve's car yet?

Clean.

Shit.

Can't find Kenny Medford.

We've got Steve Dench,

but his car's spotless, computer's clean, no murder weapon, no motive.

Oh, and he's not talking.

We've got a teenage girl, hopefully still alive,

walking around with a target on her head.

And the forensics are back from Steve's hoodies.

Never been worn. What do you reckon?

You've been back at work a day, you've got a promotion.

You've had a gold meeting. You've arrested

the prime suspect in a serial killer case.

Going all right, I'd say.

And if there are two unworn hoodies

sitting in Steve's closet, who's to say that there's not a discarded one

somewhere covered in blood?

Sorry I wasn't in touch more.

It was just full-on down there.

Hadn't noticed. I was too busy planning my wedding.

Could you give Pete a kick up the arse about Jenna Mawson?

Oh, Rachel, Neil Simpson from Serious Crimes is on his way over.

I can't. I am on my way to oversee the canal search.

- Well, I'll get him to meet you there. - All right.

Janet.

Tasie's not gonna get off with a caution.

I can't tell you why, but it's looking serious.

I just wanted you to be prepared.

- Janet, have you seen my day book? - Uh, no.

No.

So, where are we at with the website?

Uh, we're nowhere.

Can't trace the IP addresses and there's

a double encryption on the discussions page.

I thought we could get past all the that stuff now.

- Yeah? Who told you that? - I don't know.

- I read it. - Well, maybe people can,

but they don't work for us.

In terms of internet crime, the police are like your granny

trying to program the video player.

But we have done stuff like that before, though.

Haven't we? Or, how else did we manage to break online paedophile rings?

We've got lucky or we've caught the stupid ones.

We cracked Silk Road. That was hidden by Tor, wasn't it?

As far as I know, Silk Road was done with legwork.

You know, looking for mistakes.

Someone giving away a first name,

cross-referenced with part of an email address.

Same way you catch people every day.

You put pieces of evidence together, hope they get sloppy.

Great. Do that.

- It took years. - Then do something else.

We're hoping to hack the Taking Out The Trash site

and get a piece of malware on there within the next 24 hours.

Now, if we succeed,

without anyone spotting us, we should be able to trace anyone who uses it.

Now, although we can't decrypt the discussion page, the way it's laid out,

we're pretty sure there's only two users of the site.

The metadata from the photographs backs it up.

Which means?

Well, for example, one person posts an image of someone's house, in one size,

and then the crime scene's in a different size.

So, it is always one person who posts

the image of the house and the other one the crime scene?

Nope. They take it in turns.

- Because they're challenging each other. - Could be.

One person is posting a target for the other

and the other one's committing the murder?

They're playing a game.

The body is Lucas Balicek,

an overseas student from the Czech Republic.

We spoke to his landlady in Levenshulme.

She thought he'd done a runner, gone back home.

He missed a few rent payments before he went missing last year.

Okay. This is footage from around the date our landlady noticed him missing.

This leads to the stretch of canal where we found his body.

Just finished with Rae.

She says that from a forensic psychologist's perspective

your games theory makes sense to her.

These people are thrill seekers.

Evading the authorities, outsmarting us, just makes the game even more fun.

Historically, they were forced to act alone, but modern technology means

that they can contact people with similar interests.

These people don't have to play alone anymore.

Well, we reckon that this is Balicek meeting his killer.

- They seem to know each other. - Or they're happy to have just met.

This part of the canal is a well-known cruising ground.

Have we got any footage of our suspect leaving?

Twenty minutes later. But none of Lucas.

Confirmed. Steve Dench was in Edinburgh with friends

the night Lucas Balicek was murdered.

Jenna's social worker couldn't help us much. She said Jenna's a quiet girl,

introverted, no friends to speak of and no presence on social media.

- Still no phone number? - No.

But she signs on.

But the job center didn't have a number for her.

Yeah, but if she signs on she's got a bank account that they pay in to.

So we check to see if there have been any payments to her mobile phone network

for credit top-ups, and then we contact the network and get her number.

Did Steve's gym alibi check out?

A women at the gym said she knew Steve to nod to.

"I remember seeing him there at around 8:00 a.m.

"On the morning Michael Edgerton was killed."

Which still doesn't help us.

Come on, we can do better than this.

Steve's solicitor is pushing for a release.

Would it be better if we bailed him

while we get ourselves into a stronger position?

Mmm. Have we traced our other suspect?

No luck yet.

Well, when did his girlfriend say she last saw him?

I've left my day book in the office. I'll check.

Initial forensics have found traces of blood on the driver seat of Kenny's car.

Which could be nothing more than a nosebleed.

As far as this enquiry is concerned,

he's still just a bloke with a foreign car.

I want him TI'd and move on.

Will you look at those faces and tell me that you're happy with where we are?

Look at Jenna Mawson's face and tell me you're happy

knowing that girl is out there somewhere,

and we're nowhere near getting to her before

she becomes the next victim in this game.

I can't do this on my own.

And I can't do the thinking for all of you.

Go home.

- Get your feet off my sofa. - You've got yours on it.

I paid for it. Shift 'em.

- Get your feet down. - Slag!

Don't let him speak to you like that. He's learnt that from his dad.

Yes, he bloody has. But he wasn't saying it to me.

So, what's wrong today? Are the big kids still picking on you?

I'm thinking of putting my flat on the market.

And do what?

- Move back to London. - Uh, no, you're not.

What would I do without you? Don't be so selfish!

I am selfish. Dead selfish!

- And I love it that way. - Rach.

You're just bumping into bits

at the moment because you're not used to them.

You've got to let things get comfy for once in your life.

I know the thought of settling down terrifies you, but...

Why would I wanna settle?

The Baileys aren't particularly famous for great relationships.

Eh?

- Our Dom's going steady. - What?

Probably helps that they're sharing a sailboat. I'm just saying.

If he can find happiness, there's hope for us all.

Right. I'm gonna give that little shit a talking to.

Is there anything you haven't told me?

No significant DNA was found on Michael Edgerton's body,

and the partial DNA found on Balicek wasn't a match with Steve Dench.

So, we're releasing Steve on bail.

- Can I, can I ask you a favor? - Yeah.

- Sure. - Oh, I, um...

I want you to try Kenny's girlfriend.

God knows why he's playing hide and seek.

Probably hasn't paid his TV license.

Just reassure her. Tell her we're trying to eliminate him.

Or we're gonna end up doing a full number on him and we haven't got

the time or the resources for that.

And take Anna.

I could do without her needy little eyes all over me.

Couldn't even get in my own bastard bathroom this morning.

I hate kids.

Sorry, what was the favor?

I hate myself for asking.

You can say no. You should say no.

I'd say no. But, um, I have to ask.

Dodson's told me that they're taking Tasie's case further and...

I need to know more.

Morning.

We got Jenna's number.

We zapped it. She's at Victoria.

Rachel Bailey, ADI.

Hi.

I irritate her, don't I?

I shouldn't worry. You're at the bottom of a very long list.

Go play upstairs, Rosie.

We're trying to eliminate Kenny from our enquiries

in relation to a series of violent crimes.

So, we'd really appreciate your help.

When was the last time you saw Kenny?

- Must have been two, three weeks ago. - Which?

There's quite a difference between two and three weeks.

Three.

- Um, which day of the week? - Thursday.

Just before Anna writes that down, are you certain?

You weren't too sure about how many weeks it's been,

but you're rock solid on the day of the week.

- Certain it's Thursday? - Yes, I'm sure.

And he hasn't made any contact since?

No.

Jenna?

Jenna Mawson!

Jenna?

Jenna!

No, wait! Wait, wait, wait, wait.

Calm down. Calm down. It's okay. We're just trying to help.

- Get off me, please! - Calm down.

We're just trying to help. We've got reason to believe that you're in danger.

And whose are the trainers in the hall?

They're her granddad's.

I'm going to play out. I'm just getting my coat.

Oh, no! Come away, love.

No! Stop!

Stop! I'm arresting you for...

All right. All right.

What am I arresting him for?

I am arresting you on suspicion of the murder of Michael Edgerton.

- You ready? - Hmm.

Indecent images of Tasie's boyfriend...

- Sam? ...have been found on a phone,

and few of them made their way on to social media.

What sort of images? No, don't.

Okay. Okay. Tell me.

Explicit pictures of him naked.

And of his genitals.

- Of him aroused. - Stop. That's awful.

So what? And no... I mean... I don't mean, "So what?"

I... They're only photos. They're going out together.

This is what kids do, don't they?

- He's only 15. - Well, she's only 16.

They're in the same year at school.

Because Tasie is 16, the police have to be seen

to be complying to government guidelines.

So, the case has been forwarded to Safeguarding,

and once they've taking a look at it,

it could, it won't,

but it could be sent to the Serious Sexual Offences Unit.

- This is mad. - For possession and distribution of

indecent images of a child under 18.

Common sense is gonna kick in.

Safeguarding is gonna take one look at this case and throw it out.

I hate to say this,

but you can't repeat any of this to Safeguarding, to your mum or to Tasie.

I've...

Rach. Dodson wants to see you.

We've got a leak.

A blog has posted details of the murder website and of our investigation.

It means that we can no longer choose to withhold information.

Everything that we know is now in the public domain.

Including the password to the Taking Out The Trash website

which has now been accessed over a thousand times.

People have started posting their own stars,

their mate's pictures, home addresses.

So, any hope that we had of monitoring that site

for future leads and potential victims, have gone.

The blog also posts details of our suspects,

Kenny Medford and Steve Dench, just short of naming them.

So, what are we talking?

Bad practice? Human error?

Corruption? I don't know.

But you can be certain it won't just be me asking those questions.

Did you find your day book?

Not yet. But I will.

Unless someone's found it already.

Find it or fess up before Professional Standards

blame this leak on any one of us.

Kenny's solicitor has just quit.

Apparently, it's not appropriate for her to represent him.

Do you think he's confessed, but told her that he's gonna plead not guilty?

Kenny, I'm sure you'll be more comfortable if you sat down.

Can you tell me what's stopping you from sitting down?

I will not answer any of your questions.

My name is Kenny Medford.

I will not answer any of your questions.

How is any of this a game?

I've seen some mad shit,

but the thought that this is someone's idea of a jolly...

I will not answer any of your questions.

Last night, I dreamt there were these

- hands all over me face. - My name is Kenny Medford.

Give me lowlifes with a basement full of bodies any day.

You knew where you were with him.

We did. It used to be them and us.

Can you explain to me why that is, Kenny?

It feels like they're everywhere.

My name is Kenny Medford.

I sometimes I think we should get all their phones and computers

and smash 'em all up for the good they do us.

I'm not answering any of your questions.

What have you told Jenna?

As much as I had to, and as little as possible.

Does she know why she might be targeted?

No, she has no idea.

She goes to the train station every day.

I just like disappearing into the crowds.

The people and the noise, they stop me thinking.

I like it.

She spends most of her time trying to be invisible.

She's a ghost.

Makes her the perfect target.

- What can we do for her? - I don't know.

But I can't just kick her out and say, "Keep your eyes peeled."

Can't we offer her protection?

If we can, that won't be my call and it won't be tonight.

The best I could offer her was a bed in the cells.

There's... There's no money for anything else.

I need to go home and give Tasie a good bollocking and then...

Give her the biggest cuddle.

Imagine if all this madness had happened when you weren't here.

- I would have been on the first train. - Yeah.

If you'd read the text.

They've agreed to place an officer at Jenna Mawson's flat

for the next two weeks.

- Is, um, is Janet busy this morning? - No.

Well, yeah.

She's got a second interview with Kenny Medford but

we can get someone else on it, if you need her.

How's her daughter?

Yeah. Fine, I think.

If you can spare her, you might want to send Janet home early.

- Go home. - Sorry?

Dodson thinks you should go home and see Tasie.

Straightaway.

Hello.

I think our Holly's pregnant.

I found a test in the bathroom bin and it's positive.

It's mine. It's no big deal.

Why didn't you tell me?

I've been here before.

I want to see if this one sticks before I make any decisions.

Oh, Rach, I'm so happy for you. It's fantastic...

Look, I've gotta go. I'll see you tonight.

I am DI Hollister. This is DC Cutlow.

We're from the Serious Sexual Offences Unit. Can we come in?

- Tasie Scott. We are arresting you... - What? Mum...

...for the possession and distribution of indecent images of a minor.

Mum. Mum, do something.

- You do not have to say anything. - It's all right...

- But it may harm your defense... - I haven't done anything...

...if you do not mention when questioned...

M um, tell her to stop.

This is crazy! Look at her.

Anything you do say may be given in evidence.

We just found the body of a teenager in Victoria Park.

Will Hudson. He's registered disabled.

He was nominated on the website but with so many hoax postings, we missed it.

Then his death's our fault.

We are doing everything within our power

to bring these craven, spineless murderers to justice.

Any other mother would be around at Sam's mum's house.

Well, you don't get to act like any other mum.

Because I'm a cop?

If there is any chance that this leak isn't down to you,

then you better grab it.

Well, you're nobody's favorite person right now.

I think you're right about the rules going out the window.

He's started picking his own victims.