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Friend of the Devil

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Season 2 - Episode 03
Part 1

- Hello?
- Annie,

it's Alan. I need your help.

I call you because a body's
been found up on Eastvale Moor.

I don't have all the details yet.

It's stupid o'clock
on a Sunday morning.

It's my first day off in a month.

It's 10:30.

This is your chance to
lead an investigation.

- SIO.
- What,

for a lost rambler?

Have you got
something better to do?

Is that any of your business?

That isn't what I meant.

'Look, Eastvale Moor's
your territory. You take it.

I can't. We think we
might have a body off

one of the alleys off the
main square in Eastvale.

Shit.

Give me a couple of minutes.

A bloke called Timothy Randall

reported finding the body at
8:15 this morning.

It's his store room. He owns
the gift shop on the square.

What was he doing
in that store room?

Said he was doing a stock take.

At 8:15 on a Sunday morning?

Was the door locked before she was
put in there?

Yeah, Randall said it was.

- Morning, Doctor.
- Banks.

Is that all she was wearing?

It's bloody freezing.

Kids today!

The cold would have
slowed down rigor mortis,

but I'd say she was
killed after midnight.

Maybe as late as
two. Not likely later.

- You think she was killed in here?
- Looks like it.

Strangulation was the probable cause
of death.

Well, there's a chance someone
could have heard something.

I doubt it.

There's a chance
she was raped, too.

So, she didn't end up
in this position herself?

No. Based on the lividity pattern,

I'd say that he moved her
some time after he killed her.

So, why would the sod who did this

have gone to the trouble of making
it look like she was sleeping?

Hayley Daniels.

I'll put it in.

Juicy one, isn't it, sir?

Please don't do that, Kevin. You're
not that type.

Track down the
local sex offenders -

those on the books and
those we think should be.

- Yes, sir.
- Don't go yet.

One witness, a newsagent,

said he saw Randall go
into the alley at 8:05.

- 8:05?
- By the square's clock.

- It's accurate.
- But you say that Randall

- reported the body at...
- 8:15.

So, why did it take him ten minutes

to walk from the
alley entrance to here,

when it only took us 30 seconds?

Kevin, there's CCTV
cameras everywhere.

Get everything you
can on last night.

Every entrance in, every exit out.

Now you can go.

- Sir...?
- Her name's Hayley Daniels.

You inform the family.
I'll go and see Randall.

Been here before, haven't we?

Yeah.

What harm could she
have been to anyone?

I'll bet she wasn't
always in a wheelchair.

- You got an ID on her?
- No.

No ID. No money.

No jewellery, rings. Nothing on her
at all...ma'am.

- How old do you think she is?
- Hard to tell, ma'am.

But...

no doubt the sort of injury that
would have put her in the chair -

that would have aged her.

But look past the hair and
the complexion, and I'd say...

no older than you.

Right, yes. Very
good. First day as SIO.

But can we keep focused, please?

You found a weapon?

- Not so far.
- What type do you think was used?

Well, I'd say a thin,
very sharp blade.

Maybe a straight razor
or a surgical instrument.

Ma'am.

Three care homes in the area.

Nearest one's a few miles away
- Mapston Hall.

Why here?

Someone's killed her
in the exact place

that Marcus and Lucy Payne
buried their last victim.

Because it's a remote spot.
That's why those two chose it.

It could be a copycat.

Or some sick sod's idea of a joke.

Just what you've
always wanted, Annie.

Your own murder.

I could see my store
room had been broken into.

I thought she was
just sleeping at first.

- Poor girl.
- Very dedicated of you,

Mr. Randall, to be working
so early on a Sunday morning.

Sign of the times.

I had to let my help go,

so I'm at the shop now
from Monday to Saturday.

Sunday's my only
chance to catch up.

Otherwise, I'd be in church.

It's a very small store room.

Couldn't you do your
stock-taking after church?

My dear wife passed away a year ago.

I suppose I try to
find ways to keep busy.

And between you and me, Mr. Banks,

I don't mind an excuse
to miss church now.

They mean well, but...

there's such a thing
as too much sympathy.

How often do you do a stock-take?

- Monthly.
- So, your records

would show that you
did one a month ago?

- Yes.
- Do you mind if I have a look?

What time is it, please, Mr. Randall?

11:43.

It's a 30-second walk from the entrance
to the alley to your store room.

You say you found the body
at 8:15.

Yes, I checked my
watch. Force of habit.

But you were seen going
into the alleys at 8:05,

so what happened in those
extra ten minutes, Mr. Randall?

I didn't know there were
an extra ten minutes.

- I didn't know any of this until you -
- No,

you made a point of
checking your watch,

and I know it's accurate,
because you just told me the time.

So, what did you do in those
extra ten minutes, Mr. Randall?

I lost my wife last
year, so if I'm confused -

You're not confused.
You lied.

I certainly did not.

Did something happen last night?

- Last night?
- Did something happen

last night that made you rush
to your store room this morning?

No.

Look, I've had a hell
of a shock to my system.

By rights, I should...

- It's mine! Mine! Give it back now.
- No!

Pack it in, or I'll
come up and belt you!

Just let Michael have
it for five minutes!

Bloody kids!

Why do we bother, eh?

Mrs. Daniels,
is your husband home?

No.

He's at a sales convention
all weekend. Why?

I really need to speak to your
husband, as well.

Has something happened?

Mrs. Daniels, I'm sorry, but...

We've found the body of a girl...

..we believe could
be your daughter.

I need you to see if
you could identify her.

Mum! Mum!

It's not fair!

The front desk think the room phone

might be off the hook.

Mr. Daniels hasn't
checked out yet.

He might have gone without paying.
They try that sometimes.

We have got his details, though.

Right.

Who the bloody hell are you?!

Police. Are you Geoff Daniels?

Yeah.

And you'd better have a bloody
good reason for being here.

Geoff!

Geoff!

I love you.

Call me if you need me.

Not your usual NHS setup.

Where the rich dump the relatives
they don't want any more.

Anyone who leaves the building with
a friend or relatives

has to be signed
out when they leave

and signed back in when they return.

Usually, we have a few out on a
Sunday morning,

but the weather's
been so unsettled.

There was one signed
out at nine this morning

and not been signed back in.

Karen Drew, signed out
by someone named Mary.

That's right. I authorised it. But
they must be back.

Mary said they'd be an hour.

Did Mary tell you her surname?

I'm sorry. I can't remember.

But it'll be right there in the book.

- It's illegible.
- Is it possible that Karen

Drew's back and not been signed in?

It's possible.

Right. I'd like the names
of her next of kin, please.

- They'll be in the front office.
- Ken.

And I'd like to see Karen's room.

What did Mary look like?

There was a downpour. We
had to get everyone in.

I didn't really look.

- Did Mary arrive with anyone else?
- No, she was on her own.

She seemed so nice. Oh,
God, it must be a mistake.

Karen must be back in her room.

There's no personal stuff here.

It's not that unusual.

Some of our clients have no contact
with the outside world at all.

How did Karen react to the
idea of a walk with Mary?

- What do you mean?
- Did she seem pleased?

Do you think Karen knew Mary?

But you don't understand.

Karen was here because
a drunk driver hit her.

She was completely paralysed.

She couldn't communicate at all.

Just lots of medical
stuff in her file.

No next of kin.

Only contact is a solicitor
that pays for it all.

It could be for money. It's
not cheap keeping someone here.

If for money, then why
not push her off a cliff?

Why take her to Eastvale
Moor and cut her throat?

And why in that exact spot?

So, Hayley's last night was a bit of
a pub crawl.

She started off with some friends from
college over there at the Red Lion.

- What time did she get there?
- Just after 7:30.

Stayed for about
two hours.

The barmaid reckons they
had three or four pints each.

Including Hayley?

She reckons Hayley had the most.

Well, the tox report show she
had amphetamine in her system.

She could have probably
drunk us all under the table.

Did anything happen there?

Sounds like they were
getting a bit rowdy.

Hayley attracted a
lot of male attention -

not that you can blame anyone,
the way she was dressed.

- Prat.
- All right. That's enough.

You three, retrace the
step, start at The Red Lion.

Talk to as many of the men that

were staring at Hayley as you can.

Then do the
rest of the pubs.

Let's focus, shall we, Kevin?

- Where next, Win?
- The Bay Horse.

They had three or four pints each.

But the barman refused
to serve Hayley.

Said she was being obnoxious with
lots of customers.

Did she get into any fights?

No, her friends took her out.

- Where next?
- The Black Bull.

- Have you talked to the barman?
- Not yet - he wasn't around.

They were next seen at the Bar None
on the other side of the alleys,

but Hayley wasn't with them.

Right. That's Hayley leaving
the Black Bull with her friends.

She clearly doesn't want
to go on to the Bar None.

Do we have anyone going in or out
of the alleys by any other route?

Not yet, sir, but we've
still a few to check.

Is there any other way in or
out that isn't covered by CCTV?

Well, some bars have back entrances

- that aren't covered.
- I did find this, sir.

That's Jamie Morden, the
barman of The Black Bull.

It's 2:30 in the morning.

The Black Bull's
licensed till midnight.

Two and a half hours to clean up?

Right. I'll talk
to Hayley's friends.

Find out why they were
arguing outside the Black Bull

and why she went
into the alleys alone.

Now, Hayley had condoms in her
handbag.

Maybe she was going
on to meet a boyfriend.

Worth keeping in mind.

Win, go back to Hayley's parents.

See if they can fill in any gaps.

Kevin, you go with Winsome.

Then go to The Black Bull.

Find out why Jamie Morden
was locking up so late

and if anything happened
while Hayley was in there.

- Sir.
- OK.

Are you sure you'll be all right?

Thanks, Malcolm.

- I'll see you tomorrow.
- Goodbye.

Sorry - can I help you?

DCI Alan Banks.

Are you one of their... dads?

No, Malcolm Austin. I used
to teach Hayley at college.

Look,

I'm not sure this is a good time -
they're all really upset.

I have done this
before... unfortunately.

Er...you were all
arguing with Hayley

outside The Black Bull.

Hayley wanted to go
for a pee in t'alleys.

And we were like,
'Don't be so scuzzy.'

But she was all, 'Don't
tell me what to do.'

That's all the argument was.

Then she went into the alleys and...

Why didn't she wait until
you went to the Bar None?

She wasn't coming to the Bar None.

Well, why didn't
she use the toilets

in the pub where you'd just been?

The toilets were out of order.

You asked the barman if she could
use the toilet upstairs, didn't you?

- Stuart?
- Yeah.

He said, OK, fine.
She could use the bog.

But he'd have to come up with her.

Why?

Make sure she didn't
pass out or something.

Hayley was hammered and
she lost it with him.

In what way?

Yelling at him - dickhead, twat.
I don't know. Stuff like that.

And how did the barman take that?

Just said we should leave.

Could Hayley have been
going to meet a boyfriend?

Hayley didn't have a boyfriend.

And you all spent the evening
together in the Bar None?

Yeah. All night.

I have to talk to them.

Be brave...

for Hayley.

Everything all right, love?

I was just asking your wife, sir,

if Hayley might have been heading
to a boyfriend's on Saturday night.

Hayley didn't have a boyfriend.

Where you aware that she
carried condoms in her bag?

Hayley was 18.

Come here to drag our name
through the mud, have you?

Why would we go through her bag?

Please understand -
this isn't personal.

You're saying, if
we'd known her better,

- she'd wouldn't be dead.
- I'm not saying -

If Hayley had a boyfriend,

she would have told Donna,
and Donna would have told me!

We don't have secrets
in this family!

- What's that supposed to mean?
- It doesn't mean anything!

I told you - these bastards
aren't here to help us!

Go on
- sod off, the pair of you!

Sorry. We haven't met.

DCI Alan Banks.

Elizabeth Waring.

This bruising here
indicates he knelt on her

while he strangled her.

These bruises indicate

he strangled her
manually, from the front.

No ligature. Like this.

Are you sure it was a man?

Hayley suffered
multiple vaginal lesions,

indicating she was raped.

Any chance of DNA?

I've swabbed her body
externally and internally

and sent samples to the lab.

Was she restrained?

There's no significant bruising
to the wrists or ankles.

Did she struggle?

These people don't need
to tie up their victims.

They say they know
where their families live

or give them a sliver of hope

they won't kill
them when it's over.

They've got a million ways

of making their victims
do what they want.

Yes. I was thinking of
DNA under the fingernails.

I don't think we should
hold out too much hope.

As you can see, Hayley
bit her nails to the quick.

Sorry.

Shall we get some air?

- Are you new to the job?
- Yeah, six months in.

Are you going to tell me that
in time I'll learn to disconnect?

I'd be lying if I did.

What did you do before?

I was a doctor in a trauma unit.

Why the switch to here?

Surely there there must
have been some hope?

My unit specialised
in violent injuries.

Horrible stuff, the worst.

I got to the point where I
couldn't take another victim dying.

Sorry - I still don't follow.

Surely, every victim
that comes to you here -

But I can help them here.

What I couldn't take
was knowing the dead

could never point a finger at
the people who'd killed them.

I wanted to use my skills to try

to make their wounds...

speak...

for them.

If that makes any sense.

Yes. It does.

Then someone
like Hayley comes in

and I wonder if bringing
them to justice...

is worth anything.

It feels like that
sometimes, doesn't it?

What can I do for you?

We'd like to talk about
your client Karen Drew.

I'm not going to divulge
information about my client.

- Why not?
- If I told you that,

you'd know why I can't tell you.

Right. Now you've got
that off your chest...

I'm not sure Karen Drew would care

about client
confidentiality right now.

We just found her
body on the moors.

Someone slit her throat.

So, names and addresses
of her next of kin, please.

Karen Drew wasn't her real name.

It was Lucy Payne.

- Annie.
- Hey.

Not disturbing you, am I?

No, it's good to see you.

Not interrupting anything?

No.

- Glass of wine?
- No, I'm good.

Not a social call, then?

Alan, I wanted you to
hear it from me first.

The body you sent me
out to on Eastvale Moor -

it was Lucy Payne.

What, you mean
another Lucy Payne?

No.

Just back off! All of you!

Lucy Payne admitted to, and was found
guilty by a jury,

for the abduction and
murder of five girls.

Lucy Payne's in
prison for life.

They'd have told
me if she'd escaped.

It can't be her.

Two weeks into her sentence,

Lucy was attacked
by fellow inmates.

- Because they recognised her?
- Probably.

- So they just let her go?
- No.

Social services
gave her a new name,

a cover story, and hid
her in Mapston Hall.

Her attackers -

they chucked bleach on her,

cut her up, severed
her spinal cord.

She was paralysed for life
- she couldn't talk, walk, communicate.

I didn't even recognise her.

Lucy Payne confessed to her crime.
She accepted justice.

Why wouldn't you rape, torture
and murder those girls, hm?

What was your answer?

Help me...

please.

Feel something.

I want to plead guilty.

Justice failed.

Alan, I know what it did to you,

when you got her to admit
she knew what she'd done.

But someone took her
out, slit her throat,

while she was sat
in her wheelchair,

paralysed, unable
to defend herself.

And that's wrong, whatever she did.

And it needs to be investigated.

Yeah.

- Are you sure?
- No, I'm driving.

You don't have to.

I meant you could take a taxi.

Yeah.

I need a clear head for the morning.
I'm gonna take this to Rydell.

Get the backup I
need to do the job.

Well, you know who
the suspects are -

the families of
Lucy Payne's victims.

The job will be to bring up
all that grief and misery again.

I know.

I'm gonna do my job, Alan.

Can I count on you?

Yeah.

Lucy Payne didn't deserve that.

- Morning, Annie.
- Morning.

No wonder you didn't recognise her.

What with the scarring
and the new identity.

Which didn't work.

Do you want to run this one?

No.

I think I'm done with Lucy Payne.

Sir.

Barmaid at The Red Lion
said she saw an old bloke

staring at Hayley the
whole time she was there.

She thought he was the local
shopkeeper.

Timothy Randall.

I'll catch you up.

Are you all right, Kevin?

What did you get from Jamie
Morden at The Black Bull?

He's my first call this morning,
sir.

Is this about Hayley?

Drinking won't help, mate.

Believe me
- it'll just make things worse.

It's just getting to me.

Hayley's killer's still out there,

and we aren't getting anywhere.

We go through all the evidence.
We're thorough and methodical.

We eliminate, then we
go through it all again.

We'll catch Hayley's killer.

That's our job.

Not happy to see us, Mr. Randall?

I've told you everything I know.

Did you go for a drink when
you finished work on Saturday?

- I went to the Red Lion, yes.
- Didn't tell us everything, then?

- Well, I didn't see it was relevant.
- Right

See Hayley Daniels while
you were in there, did you?

How do I know that?
I wouldn't have recognised her.

- Sir, I'm very sorry about this.
- I should think so, too.

It's just, the barmaid
said she saw you...

ogling Hayley.

- I was doing no such thing!
- Oh, come on.

Young, beautiful girl like that.

I bet you'd set your sights on
her from the start, hadn't you?

- You can't speak to me like this.
- You lied to the police

in the course of investigation.

No, I said I didn't recognise
her, not that I didn't notice her.

This is different. I mean, how
could anyone not notice her?

All bare legs and tummy and...

And...

you just hung around
for a few hours

and followed her into
the alleys? Is that it?

I've tried my best to help you.

I'm not saying another word...

without my solicitor.

Hello?

- Jamie Morden?
- Yeah.

You from the police?

Yeah.

So, rough night in here
Saturday night, was it?

No, average. Apart from... the
girl who got killed was here.

That's why you're here
- right?

- Did you know her?
- Hayley Daniels?

Not really, no. She'd
come in with her mates

a couple of times a month, but...

I can't say I knew her.

Have you got the
bastard who did it?

How were they when
they were in here?

Drunk - it was Saturday night.

Did anything happen?

You mean the blocked bogs?

Yeah, she wanted to
use the toilet upstairs.

I said she could, but I said
I'd come up with her as well.

I didn't want her puking
all over the place.

No disrespect, but she
was drunk off her tits.

So, she goes ballistic at
me, telling me not to tell her

what to do, which I hadn't, anyway.

And is that all you said to her?

How do you mean?

That you just wanted to go upstairs

to make sure she didn't wreck it.

Course that's all I said, or
I would have told you, would I?

This is a murder investigation,

so I'll ask the questions and you
answer them - have you got that?

Aye.

Morden says he didn't leave the
pub until 2:30 in the morning,

because he was
cleaning the toilets up

after vandals, sir.

How many exits from the pub
into the alleys at the back?

Well, there's the back
door and the beer cellar,

but they're both
covered by CCTV.

He didn't show up on anything until
we got him cycling off at 2:30.

- Anything else?
- He's cocky...

..but his story matched the
one Stuart Kinsey gave us.

He was just a bit vague on what
Hayley called him when she lost it.

If that means anything,
sir.

Well, even if it did,
everything's on camera.

Right, back on with the surveillance.

And Kevin
- that's good work.

Hit on Stuart Kinsey, sir.
One of Hayley's friends.

He was cautioned six months
ago for dealing speed.

Maybe that's where
Hayley got hers from.

Kevin, come with me.

Stuart, Stuart... Oh, don't run!

Kevin!

Why were you running out of the
alleys the night Hayley died?

All right, yeah.

After we got to the Bar None,

I felt crap about Hayley
going alone in the alleys.

I said I was going to the bar,

and nipped out through the back,
just to make sure she was OK.

So, why
didn't you tell us this?

You knew Hayley was high on
speed because you gave it to her.

You went back there because you
knew she was vulnerable and alone.

What? You think I killed Hayley?

Well, did you, Stuart?

No! I'd never do
anything to hurt Hayley.

I was in love with her.

And did Hayley know this?

I told her, yeah.

Did she reject you?

- How did that make you feel?
- How do you think?

I don't know. You tell us.

- Angry?
- No, no! Stop!

None of this is true.

Right. This is what I've got -

you felt humiliated
because Hayley rejected you.

You lied to us about going into the
alley to follow Hayley,

and we've got you on CCTV
running out of the alley

two minutes after Hayley
was raped and murdered.

So, if that's not the
truth, then tell us what is!

All right. I went back because I
thought Hayley had a boyfriend.

I went into the alleys to
see if she was meeting him.

I wanted to know who he was.

- And did you find her?
- No.

Please, I swear...

I looked for her, but she wasn't
there.

Why did you run?

I heard a door slam...

..and a...

muffled scream.

I could have saved Hayley.

It's OK. You couldn't have
known what was happening.

Do you have any idea who
Hayley's boyfriend might be?

A few weeks ago...

I bumped into Hayley
in a pub out of town.

She was with Malcolm Austin,

our tutor.

They were sitting in a corner,

and Malcolm practically
had his tongue

down Hayley's throat.

Hey! Get off him, mate!

Are you all right?

Leave him!

What were you thinking?

Is he hurt badly?

No. You'll probably get
off with common assault.

What good are you to your family in
prison?

They need you.

Right.

If it was your kid...

raped and strangled...

..tell me you wouldn't
have done the same.

Nothing from the families of Lucy
Payne's victims?

Oh, we got plenty. Mainly

that the police let
them down but God didn't.

And they hoped Lucy Payne suffered.

Justice done, as far
as they're concerned.

Dr. Waring. Are you
here for the case review?

Yes. Elizabeth, please.

Elizabeth. It's this way.

Rape and murder of a
young girl on our doorstep.

So, what now, Alan?

Well, it is possible that Hayley was
going to spend the night at her tutor's.

Malcolm Austin, sir.

We're getting background on him.

Then we'll see what he
has to say for himself.

Sir...

Yes, Kevin?

It's just... the
killer wore a condom.

Doesn't that suggest
forward planning?

I mean, couldn't Hayley Daniels be

the first in a series?

Well, I've dealt
with serial killers.

They're not common.

Most murders are opportunistic.

Yes, but isn't this
more about the location?

I mean, surely he just waits in the
alleys.

He knows a victim will always come
by.

- Kevin...
- Shouldn't we have men

- on the alleys, sir?
- I think he has a point.

As DCI Banks pointed out,

the killer carefully
placed Hayley on her side.

In my experience, one-off
killers don't go to such trouble.

In the cases that I've dealt with,

was similar attempts
have been made

to cover up a murder,

it's because the killer acted on
impulse and then panicked.

In the case of Hayley Daniels...

I'm not looking at a
controlled or practised killer.

Hayley was a wonderful,
bright young woman.

We've decided to award
her diploma posthumously.

It'll mean a lot
to her family and -

Mr. Austin... Where were
you on Saturday night?

Me?

I was out with friends. Why?

Can you give us their names?

Actually, erm... I was in. Sorry.

Were you in or out, Malcolm?

In. Sorry. Watching telly.

With anyone?

- No.
- Waiting for Hayley?

No. Why on earth would
I be waiting for Hayley?

We've been told that you and Hayley
were having an affair.

Yeah.

Whose?

Your DNA matches the traces of DNA
found on Hayley Daniels' clothes.

That's just not possible.

You picked out Hayley Daniels
in the Red Lion, didn't you?

Then you waited until you saw
her go into the alleys alone.

No! On my life. No.

You followed her into the alleys, dragged
her into your store room and raped her.

- No!
- Then, when you'd finished

and realised what you'd
done, you panicked,

and that's when you murdered her.

Please...can I just start again?

And the next morning,
you rushed back

to your store room full of remorse,

and you tried to make it
look like she was sleeping.

Mr. Banks, I beg you -

Why else would you lie to
us about those ten minutes?

No, no, no, no, no, no!

Charge him, Sergeant.

Please believe me
- I swear I didn't hurt her!

Timothy Randall, you're
under arrest for the rape

and murder of Hayley Daniels.

You do not have to say anything,
but it may harm your defence

if you do not mention now something
that you may later rely on in court.

- Annie!
- Congratulations.

Thank you. What would you like?

A full investigation team and a
packet of crisps.

Please.

The man who died - was he going to
kill me?

You can't think
Kevin Templeton

was there to rape and
murder Chelsea Pilton.

Did you touch the body?

Then how do you explain
we have a witness

that saw you kissing
her in the pub?

You think do people know
what they have in them?

And how does that
relate to my case?

I want to know what I
should be looking for.

Could a knife identical to this one

have inflicted the wound
that killed DC Templeton?

So, you can look
at a wound and tell

if it was inflicted
by a man or a woman?

Yes.

One of my officers
has been murdered.

If you ever try to
co-opt something like that

for your own ambitions
again, you will be out.

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