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It's too late. For you, I mean.

That my office? This is Gruffudd's office. It

was, but Gruffudd retired.

You're not a good fit here.

How many customs do you people have here?

It's an interesting history and one we like to lean into for the tourists.

A child has gone missing.

Asking about Cai Prideaux. She's pissing people off.

Gruffudd believed Cai just

jumped on the last ferry to the mainland.

I don't think that's where he is.

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We come into contact with people with

complex mental health issues all the time

out there. At work, you think

the chaos will be different? So it

blind sided me.

Well.

Well, work was a very toxic environment

for you at that time. Wasn't a safe space for you.

No, no, absolutely. I was only in

the room where Matt killed himself

because Fredericks and Cooper had just

turned up.

Yes, but the reason you were

hiding is because you'd reported them.

I wouldn't say I was hiding.

That complaint you made. How do you feel about that now?

The same. Sad it had to happen.

You didn't say shame.

Your colleagues took a predator off the streets.

Made the world, well... safer.

And what do you do?

You report them. And you had no shame?

I find that pretty disgusting.

Wait a minute, you can't say that.

I'm off duty. This session finished two minutes ago.

Ann. Hi.

Grace Narayan. We spoke on the phone.

You look shot love.

Yeah, had a bit of a long night.

I found the body, secured the scene and then called you guys.

It's Cai Prideaux. 13 years old, missing exactly a year.

Had actually just reopened the case.

They're a bit stuck in their ways, so it's great you're here.

First thing I need from you is somewhere to set up shop.

Uhh, Yes. Police station. So you go down... actually, I'll show you. Some of

the streets don't have names there and the ones that do are mostly consonant.

Grace, was it?

Take a breath, love. You're garbling.

The next thing I need is hotels and B and B's. There's eight of us.

- Yeah. - And last off, we don't

know this is Cai Prideaux, because unless I'm

very much mistaken, the body hasn't been

identified yet.

Yeah, no, I know. I just

mean it's probably him.

Ah, right. Well, if it's probably him, I'll just tell the

pathologist to sit this one out. Shall I?

Well, I'm not a bloody sniffer dog.

I need you to take me to the body, don't I.

Okay, so the way I see it. He creeps

inside, door shuts behind him, he gets trapped.

That's what happened to Grace

last night. She had to call me to let her

out. Tell her, Grace.

We're miles from a

house or road, so no one would hear him.

Poor lad dies of hypothermia.

- Yes. - Yep.

Why has he got no clothes on?

It's actually really common with hypothermia. The

victim becomes disorientated and gets undressed.

Okay, so my question is, if it is this Cai

lad, why wasn't he found a year ago?

Uhh.. yeah, that's on me. Me and Gruffudd split the

island and I searched this side from

Pinion Bay to the church, but...

but truth be told. Okay, I didn't... I didn't really

search this area. It was cordoned off and

dangerous. It just didn't occur to me to

look in here.

So how many days after he went missing was the search?

I had to wait for the weather, so five, maybe six.

You don't think he was still alive, do you?

No. He wouldn't have survived the first night.

Okay.

Where are his clothes?

They're not in the shelter. So where did he get undressed?

He had a backpack, too. Where's that?

Probably started to freeze in the woods,

got undressed there, dumped his backpack

and staggered his way here.

What do I know? Only been doing this 25 years.

Owen, go and get some kip, then come back

here and help me coordinate. Grace, find

out who owns that stretch of land, then

put out an appeal for anyone that's been

to the shelter in the last twelve months.

I know it seems pretty inaccessible, but

you never know. Some kid might have been

there with a split, found a body, but

didn't want to come forward. So just say

it's all in confidence, blah, blah, blah.

Okay. I thought I'd be more useful if I'm....

How are you getting on with those hotels?

Am I doing that?

Oh, Jesus H.

Yes. If it's not too much trouble.

Is that our office?

Well...

I'm the senior officer here, not Owen.

Owen knows the island, you don't.

But it's a question of optics.

I'm still trying to

get established here. Once this is over,

you go back to the mainland. I don't.

What the islanders will have seen is me

just shoved to the periphery of the investigation.

Look, long term, this will affect my ability to

police and protect them.

Optics haven't exactly done you any harm so far, Grace.

We make the best of what we've got. Not

all of us have your charm, Ann.

Listen, we'll have to get the body to the mainland

and identified, get the 50 actions started

and all before this. Owen!

What'd you call that weather thing again?

The widow's veil.

- Yeah. - Yeah, it hits the

island every year. Cuts us off from the

mainland for a bit. Phone lines,

Internet, a lot. It's on a world's

freakiest weather on YouTube.

Thanks love. Now piss off and get some sleep.

Listen, I am not going to stay here a

moment longer than I have to. So sorry,

not sorry that there's no time to worry

about your feelings.

Fine. Go back through the statements, re-interview

the witnesses. That integral enough for you?

There's something else you should consider.

The True Way.

What's that? Oh, what the shit is this?

It's a pagan faith someone tried to

introduce here a hundred years ago. And

the word is it never took root. But what

if it did? What if it's still active?

But what's that got to do with the dead lad?

Well, the islanders held a parade around

the time Cai disappeared and none of them

were interviewed.

What?

Oh God.

Is it Cai?

You found a body, yeah? Is it Cai?

We're going to issue a statement in due course.

What are you talking about? You found a body, haven't you?

What the hell are they all doing here?

I'm sorry, but we cannot discuss the details of an active

- investigations. - No, don't do this, Grace.

Please don't do this, Grace.

Hi, you must be Cai's dad. I'm Ann. I'm leading the major incident team.

You're right. We're here because Grace has found a body. And yeah...

there is a chance it could be Cai, but we

can't be certain because it hasn't been

identified yet. And that is not me

bullshitting you. We genuinely don't know.

But here's what's gonna happen.

As soon as I know something, I'm gonna

call you. We've got your number, right?

If you don't hear anything from me, it's

cause I don't know anything.

Is there anyone you can be with today?

No, don't worry about that. I'm fine.

Okay.

Look, I'm so sorry. And whatever the outcome,

I know this year must have been awful for

you. But like I said, as soon as I hear

anything, I will call you.

Jesus Christ.

It's his son.

I mean! Drop the protocol and throw the guy

a fricking bone, will you?

Just get some sleep. Because you are no use to me like this.

Don't forget the widow's vail.

Don't forget the widow's vail.

Expected to arrive any day now.

Wait!

Wait!

Wait!

Hey!

Hey!

Hang on. We've met. In the pub.

Actually, give me a sec.

That hill.

Mihangel, right?

Just taking a walk or do you work around here?

Working on a farm today. Half mile that way.

- We taking a walk now? - Yeah....

I was just following the route of the liberation parade.

Looks like it got pretty wild.

Did you see it?

How does it work? Do you have to be in The True Way or...

can anyone join?

The True Way?

That's just hocus pocus for the tourists.

Right. Right.

I've got to ask. Why did you take off like that?

Can't be chatting. The fella I'm working for...

he's a beast.

Totally understand. No further questions, my lud.

Instead, let's do this properly,

in the next day or so. We've reopened the

Cai Prideaux case. You'd be amazed how many

crimes get solved because someone saw

something while they're out walking.

So, I'll be in touch.

Cheers.

♪ Singing in Welsh ♪

- Gruffudd? - Yeah.

Ann. I'm leading the MIT.

Do you fancy quick powwow?

Yeah.

Ah..... don't be too hard on Owen, you know,

he's a good lad. Our thinking was that

kids go to the mainland all the time.

Sit down. And Owen must have looked at that

shelter and thought, well, you know,

- Cai's not that daft. - Ah, we all make

mistakes, said the Dalek climbing off the dustbin.

Oh, this is my wife... Minh.

Alright love?

You'll have to speak up. She's from Vietnam.

Do you, uh. Do you like it here? Do you?

It's not like the picture.

Ugh. We met online and my profile picture was me on holiday in Crete.

Yeah, we've been through this.

I never said it was here.

Hmm. You never said it was you 20 years ago either.

So I, umm, I just wanted to pick your

brains, really. I mean, Owen is a,

sweetheart. But I said to myself, Ann,

if you want to know the whys and the

wherefores, you gotta speak to the gaffer.

- So here I am. - I don't know about that.

Hang on a minute, mister. What's that all

about? Thought you had to hand those back.

Oh, what can I say? Bit of a memento.

Well, it's the least you deserve.

So, what you thinking about Cai, then?

Locked himself in the shelter. Dies of

hypothermia. Nothing flashy.

Met my replacement then?

I have indeed.

Look it's nothing to do with her being Indian.

I mean, how could it be? You've seen the

wife. No, it's her..... attitude.

She's ambitious. Nothing wrong with that.

But, ummm, you know, someone like her.

She wouldn't choose to come somewhere like this.

No, she'd have to be sent.

It's a punishment posting. I knew it.

Oh yes, she said she had dog shit through her letter box.

What did she do?

How can we get satellite

pictures of the area around the shelter on

the nights after Cai went missing?

- What sort of satellite pictures? - I don't know. This is what I'm asking.

Could you check

with air support on the mainland to see if

they had the helicopter up between

September first and third last year?

I need Ann's sign off for that.

You're absolutely right. We have to be mindful of

hierarchies. Hold on - I'm a senior

officer, so we don't have to ask her.

Pheew! - well done for checking, though.

Grace. Psst.

Did you really just say psst?

I'm really sorry about the search.

I feel awful about it. Honest, I do.

Forget it. You were just following orders.

That sounds wrong. Lack of orders. I'm not

making any sense. It's fine. Listen, did

Cai ever get in trouble with the police?

Not like other kids. There was a time

someone called us out because they thought

someone was in their garden. It was Cai,

but it was just a misunderstanding.

Gruffudd had a word? And that was it.

Who made the call?

Uhhh... Lucy Popkin.

I know that name.

She was Cai's babysitter.

Yes, she was interviewed after Cai went missing.

Did Cai say why he was in her garden?

Like I said, it was Gruffudd who had a word. Not me.

Do you fancy a brew then?

Mmm.

No, I have no idea.

But Cai disappeared around the time of last year's

liberation parade. So I followed the route

they take up that hill and...

there's a massive hole there.

Yeah, that area is

usually cordoned off. I think they tried

to build a mine in the olden days, but

there's sod all down there and it never got filled in.

If there was a big festival

around the time someone went missing, you

would check for a link. You would take

statements from the people there, right?

Not you. One. One would. Us. Would.

Should.

When was the last time you slept?

34 hours ago.

Oh, bloody hell. Grace, go home.

Did you just say something?

Did he ever thank you?

That rapist whose civil liberties got you

so hot and bothered.

He must have sent a note.

Or a book token, perhaps.

I mean, it's.... it's just manners.

He didn't. No.

The last I heard, they were still

feeding him through a tube.

Oh, dear. How sad. Never mind.

What about the girl, though?

Must have been such a

comfort for her, knowing her attacker had

you looking out for him.

Girls, plural.

There were two that we know of. The first

one never went to trial?

I think you're a bit tapped, love.

I think you've got a screw loose.

There's not a copper in here who wouldn't do the same as those boys.

Then I'd report you too.

That's how principles work.

Not going to say hello, then? Rude.

That's better. How's it going? Still

winning over hearts and minds?

Or playing the long game, apparently.

Sit down. Take the weight off.

You found Cai, then?

Yeah. Yeah, we think so.

Tell me about The True Way. Are they still a thing?

Not a clue.

I thought you were

plugged into the island. I am the island.

The island is me, you said.

Yeah, the island, not the people. The people are

predominantly twats.

What goes on at the liberation parade?

Oh, God. Don't go near that.

Why does no one talk about it?

Okay, fine.

Basically, once a year old mums and dads

get dressed up, put masks on, climb to the

top of a hill and have a massive shag.

What? Uh....

Did you go?

You think I'm letting some 50 year old dad

bod get his paws on this real estate?

I did ask Owen why we didn't police it. He said it'd be awkward.

Yeah, seeing your

mate from the pub hanging out of the back of

your auntie is shit you can't unsee.

What about that.... that big hole in the ground? Is that part of it?

Fuck knows. I reckon

the men dance around it waving their willy's.

Same as a book club on the mainland, innit?

Uh, no.

I get it, though. Everyone's been on their

best behaviour for the tourists, so let

them get on with it, I say.

Doesn't bother the rest of us.

Word of advice.

Get better at hiding your distaste.

It's just what happens here, all right?

It's not like anyone asked you to join in.

I know you didn't choose to come here, but we

didn't choose you either.

It's too late.

For you, I mean.

Oh, Grace. Uhh....

I wanted to apologize again. I mean, how

did someone get a dead chicken up there

without anyone noticing?

And then Winter

to laugh like that? What must you think of us?

I made this just for you. It's a

traditional welsh breakfast, so you've got

lava bread and breakfast cakes.

Lava bread?

- Is that a.... jam? - No, seaweed.

Of course it is. Thank you, Lowri. As I

said, I don't actually eat breakfast.

- Oh, God, I forgot. - It's fine. I'll have it for my lunch.

Well, I am gonna clean that room

myself. Every inch. I'm gonna scrub it so

it's ready for you whenever you want to come back?

We'll see.

How did you get on with the satellite pictures?

No. Turns out the force helicopter wasn't up because of that mad weather thing.

Listen, last night,

whoever did that was bang out of order.

Has it ever happened before?

What? No, of course not.

Yeah, yeah, we guessed, that was the first time there was a cock in your bed.

Okay, well, check with the coast guard.

If conditions were bad, perhaps they had

planes or drones up looking for for ships,

answering distress calls.

Today's a bit full on as it goes.

I won't keep you then.

Is that coffee? Bring us one in, will

you, Grace, love?

Positive ID on the body. Cai Prideaux. They

called first thing. I'm gonna head over to

his dad's now.

I'll go. I should go.

Fine. Just don't be a twat about it.

I've delivered news like this before.

Well, I'd never a guessed from yesterday.

Oh, and there's a town meeting tonight, so I want

you to do that appeal about getting more information.

What about the chicken in my bed?

What about it? I'm here for Cai.

Aren't you supposed to be getting me some coffee?

Well, what if it's connected to Cai?

Oh, what, you're, uh... what is it?

True believers or whatever they're called.

I've been asking round and I think I'm

getting close to something and I think

this was a warning.

Grace, I hate to break

it to you, but if it's people you've

pissed off, the list of suspects is going

to be longer than Mister Tickle's arm.

Yeah, and half of it will be your team.

Why did you tell them?

I just think people should know who they're working with.

Well, I certainly do.

It was Cai that got me started babysitting.

He was eight. It was just for pocket money back then.

I have my

regulars now and I run a little parent and

toddlers group at the village hall.

All because of Cai.

When did you stop babysitting Cai?

When he was eleven.

I bet you stayed friends with him and with his dad.

Well, yeah. Small island. Got to stay pals

with everyone.

And when he went missing,

we were frantic. We all helped with the search.

I get a sense the search was a bit half hearted.

No, Owen was great.

Went from door to door getting us all out.

Tell me about when you found Cai in your garden.

That was nothing.

- But you went to the police. - Because. I didn't know it was

Cai. And then they came and I saw who it

was, and Gruffudd had a word with him and

then it was all settled.

Did you ever find out what Cai was doing?

No. Obviously.

Why obviously?

Because the next day he disappeared.

Why is none of this in your statement?

Cai had a bit of a crush on me and didn't

want to make a big thing about it because

then it becomes, you know, it's how people

will remember him.

But Gruffudd took your

statement, and he doesn't mention it either.

Okay.

Well, thanks for your time. I'll be in

touch if I need anything else.

And listen.... it's happened again.

Someone in the garden

at night. This time about a month ago.

Couldn't you show me where?

See that gate at the back?

I was stood here.

I looked out and the gate was open. And I

could see the shape of someone, sort of

crouched by the shed.

- Who's that? - Silas.

My boyfriend. Ignore him.

It couldn't have been him?

He was on the sofa watching

taskmaster. I called him and we ran out,

but whoever it was had gone.

What's he doing?

He wants to build a bomb shelter.

I wish that was the weirdest thing anyone had said to me today.

Did you report it to the police?

I will now, though,

if it happens again.

Now you're here.

Oh, random question. You didn't go on the

liberation parade, did you?

You know what goes on up there?

Eew.

So you're not a

member of The True Way?

That's just a tourist thing.

The greatest trick

the devil ever pulled was convincing the

world he was just a tourist thing.

It really is a massive cabbage, so congratulations.

Now, we're hoping that

the widow's veil won't be too ferocious

this year. But as ever, we'll be here in

the hall and we'll have hot meals and

blankets and a crèche. And of course,

we'll have a 'Lowri,' as I like to call it.

Her pop up pub.

So if you need us and it's safe to do so,

or if you just want some company, then

we'd love to see you.

Right. Now, I'm going to hand over to Sergeant Grace Narayan.

Hi. I haven't been here very long, and

this is obviously not the way I would have

liked to introduce myself to you all.

As many of you will know, a body was found in

the old lookout shelter on the cliff path.

That body has now been confirmed as Cai Prideaux.

I'm sure you'll all join me in

extending our deepest sympathies to his

father, Ian.

The exact cause of death

hasn't been determined yet, so we would

ask anyone with any information to please

speak to us. Everything will be treated in

the strictest confidence, of course.

Thank you.

Thank you, sergeant. Now, we normally end with any

other business, but I don't think we have

time for that today.

Go on, Dylan.

I got a question for Lady Nancarrow. Reckon

you got a pretty good idea what it's about.

It's always nice to hear from you,

Dylan. Please, go ahead.

A lot of us are

on the bones of our asses now

and five months income a year is not enough.

We should be allowed to have tourists here all the time.

Your grandfather had it all sown up.

Did Gruffudd come out this way?

Haven't seen him. By the way, no joy with

the Coast Guard.

So try the Met office.

The Met office?

This is getting daft now.

What's daft is we keep having this

conversation. Obtaining an aerial view of

the scene is one of the 50 actions of a

major incident. It shouldn't be like

asking you for a fucking kidney.

I was talking to Lucy Popkin. She was

telling me about the search for Cai last year.

She said Owen was great. He got everyone organised.

But I'm confused

because Owen said he searched the side of

the island where the shelter is. But I

looked on a map and that's the opposite

side to where Lucy lives, which makes me

think you searched that side or didn't

search it. And if that's the case, you're

either lazy to the point of incompetence

or you mismanage the search for Cai

deliberately.

There's something very..... temporary about

you, my love.

You're a tourist.

I don't just mean on the island. I mean in this job.

You're in a man's world.

Ann gets it.

- We'll have you for our tea. - All right.

But before you do, answer me this.

What does Owen know? Because right now it looks

like you colluded to undermine the

investigation together.

Is that it? Or is he just protecting you?

You leave Owen out of this?

Oh, I want to leave Owen out

of this. But first I need to know if you did.

Owen does as he's told, that's all.

My decisions were mine.

St. Jory's police station. Owen speaking.

Ann. It's the pathologist.

Those satellite pictures just arrived from the

Met office. I forwarded them to you.

Right. Thank you. Did you have a chance to look at them?

It was you that wanted them.

No, no, that's right. I had to go on

the handle myself. It only goes from

the outside.

Absolutely. It was a bomb waiting to happen.

Uh huh.

Right.

Okay.

Accidental. Should have taken that bet.

Sorry, say that again.

It is this stupid phone.

Come on.

All right, yeah, understood.

All right, thanks Andy.

Yeah, I will do. you too. Bye.

What'd I tell you? If it

walks like a duck and talks like a duck,

chances are it's a bastard duck.

What did he say?

Hypothermia.

Cai must have got

lost in the woods, started to get cold,

disorientated, got himself undressed, and

then crawled into the shelter. And that

was that. Poor lad.

God, your face.

You really thought something

fishy was going on, didn't you?

Well, we still don't know who put that chicken in my bed.

Yeah, and when you find out,

you'll be massively disappointed. Trust

me. Nine times out of ten, death is

mundane and crime is really banal.

Seriously, they should have that in Latin.

Under our insignia.

Anyway, I thought

you'd be glad to see the back of us.

Oh, shit, that reminds me. Owen,

will you check the weather report for us?

When does your mad storm land?

Can I read the pathologist report?

What? In case he's

- missed something? - I'd just like to read it.

Fill your boots.

It says this afternoon.

Christ. Do you hear that, everyone? Chop chop.

It says there were traces of Rowan berry seeds in Cai's teeth.

Yeah, probably grown in the

woods somewhere. People eat all sorts in

that state.

Stones, leaves. Do you mind...

If I? You've been cc'd.

I should tell Ian.

Good idea. Let's go there now.

You know, it was Gruffudd who

screwed up the search of the shelter, not Owen.

Was it? Silly old sod.

I should have his pension for that.

Right. Okay.

Last piece of advice before I go.

Your obsession with the letter of the law is

all good and well, but upholding the law

and protecting people are not always the same.

You know what I'm talking about.

You're wrong, Ann. Trying to get two

corrupt officers off the street was

protecting people.

There has to be a line

in the sand, otherwise it is just chaos.

Jesus Christ. Your last boss must

have been permanently knackered. I've only

been with you for two days and I feel like

I need a bloody spa break.

What's that?

My number.

It might come in useful one day.

Someone who's been there, done that.

And...

I mean this.

I think there's a great cop in

there somewhere.

Thanks.

And listen, I think that about you too.

I really do.

How is Ian?

Yeah, Not great.

Doesn't have any family here, does he?

Let's one of us

pop by once a week, have a cup of tea.

Check he is okay.

You, uh, speak to Gruffudd, then?

You're a good friend to him, Owen. Better

than he deserves.

Hmm. I'll do the same for you.

Uhh..... thank you.

Right, you were saying?

Well, I'd just

arrived and I asked you what crime was

like here. Then I met Ian. He told me

about Cai and it all kicked off. So you

were saying?

Oh, right, yeah.

Well, sometimes a pig or a cow might go

missing from one of the farms. Right, I'm gonna stop you there.

Why? What?

No reason. I'm just gonna stop you there.

Right, who's gonna tell her?

Fine. I'll choose.

- Which one are you? - Alun?

We discussed this. What's your name today?

Twat number one.

Which makes you?

Twat number two.

That's better.

Twat number one.

You've got the floor.

It was us that put the chicken in your bed.

- And why was that, Twat number two? - Because you ruined our party.

Because we're pathetic little man babies.

What do you want to do with them?

I'm sure Lowri could do with some help cleaning the pub

for a week.

Each.

She's right boys.

Those toilets where angels fear to tread.

Perhaps you'd like to escort them there, Owen.

I'd hate for them to get lost along the way.

Lads.

She hit me. She can't do that.

Oh, did she?

Must have missed that.

How did you know?

The Island told me.

Naturally.

So we meet soon?

Oh, I can have my office back.

- Word is Cai had an accident. - Yep.

Nothing to do with The True Way?

Turns out that's just a tourist thing.

Wish someone had told me.

Be honest.

What were you imagining?

We'd arrested a suspected rapist. This is

back on the mainland.

He went to trial,

but he was acquitted on a technicality.

And that night, two of my colleagues

attacked him, put him in a coma. So I

reported them. When someone does that,

the police close ranks. I was ostracized.

I lost everything. And on the last day,

literally the day I emptied out my locker,

another cop killed himself in front of me.

Jesus.

Just before he did, he talked about

a plan. He said someone had threatened his family.

And the last thing he said was.

It's too late. For you, I mean,

I was cleared of any wrongdoing,

but I still had to be punished for making a

complaint against my colleagues.

Ah, welcome to St Jory.

Anyway, I was

convinced that this cop's death was

connected to what had just happened to me.

Why else would he say that?

The thing... about conspiracy theories is...

Yeah, they're comforting.

They imply, structure, a plan. That someone's in control.

It's chaos.

That's all.

Someone tries to install a new secretive

religion here. A hundred years later, a

young boy disappears on the night of one

of their festivals.

My career implodes,

someone kills himself.

There is...

no connection.

I think this is what Ann was telling me. It's mundane.

It's just....

human.

They ever find out why the cop killed himself?

He had bipolar disorder.

It got missed somehow. We didn't

find out till afterwards.

Everyone hates me, don't they?

Ah, they'll come around.

You're meant to say no, they don't.

What's up?

I asked someone from the MIT to get me an

aerial shot of the shelter during last

year's widow's veil when Cai was trapped

in there.

Our symbol. That's The True Way.

Wait, what's that?

I think that's a car.

Look how close it is to the shelter.

Even during the storm,

even in the car,

they'd have known Cai was in there.

They were listening to him die.

Hi, Grace.

Ann, you have to come back.

I found something.

You're gonna have to speak up. I can't hear you.

I've just seen

a satellite picture of the shelter on the

night Cai died, and there's a massive True Way symbol.

Someone drew it on the top of a cliff.

And a car. A fucking car. Someone was there listening to him die.

It's The True Way. I knew it. I

knew they were involved.

Ann, did you hear me?

Ehhh, sorry..

I didn't get any of that.

Was that Grace?

Yeah.

Just wanted to

say goodbye, bless her.

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