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Guns don't kill people, coppers do.

Guns don't kill people, coppers do.

Whether he regains consciousness or not,

I understand that everything is in place

to charge Ravinder Mochani with the murders

of Frank Chapman, Dave Chapman, and Megan Parks.

The evidence connected to Frank and Megan's murders

isn't conclusive, sir.

Really?

Does it point anywhere else? Hmm?

This is clearly a turf war

between two rival crime families.

I'm afraid the investigation's a little bit

more complex than that, sir.

I'll make it simpler

for you then, shall I, DI Ray?

You've seen the chaos out there.

We are being accused of racism

against a man who was a violent criminal.

It is imperative that we maintain public order,

and to do that we need to close this case.

I understand and appreciate the sense of urgency, sir, but...

Yet again, your questionable loyalty

has got us in this mess.

If you can't put someone else

firmly in the frame very soon,

I'm naming Ravinder Mochani as the only suspect.

Before that lot make a bloody martyr out of him.

The clock is ticking for you, DI Ray.

Understood, sir.

The surveillance on Amara Dhawan's

home and vehicles is in place.

TSU worked through the night.

Thanks for sorting it out so quickly.

The viewing gallery is where

Patrick and his team used to work.

Let's hope it yields something.

I'd better get on. - Ray.

We should talk about the IOPC investigating

the police shooting of Mr. Mochani.

Yeah, course.

They'll be wanting someone to take the fall,

so, we should have each other's backs today, Rachita.

Act like a team.

You know what these things can be like.

I don't, actually.

Just be vigilant. It's the optics

surrounding the shooting of Rav that they'll be concerned about, so,

let's not give them any reason

to change the narrative, yeah?

What is the narrative, ma'am?

A violent triple murder suspect was shot

as he reached for a loaded weapon.

A weapon he was about to surrender.

They didn't need to shoot him, ma'am.

Well, what if he shot you?

They were just doing their job.

There's a lot at stake here. - I know what the stakes are, ma'am, for both of us.

All the more reason to put aside any differences

we might have and be united.

For today at least, yeah?

Understood, ma'am.

I just popped by your office.

Yeah, we're pretty good at missing each other, aren't we?

We are. Um, big day ahead.

I just wanted to wish you luck.

Yeah, you, too. - Um,

I know we're not supposed to do this, but maybe

we should meet up later. Get a bite and debrief,

if you want to?

These investigators can be brutal,

so, if you need to vent...

Yeah, OK. Sure.

Great. Um, I'll text you.

Yeah.

So, two days ago, Suzie Chapman

was with Amara in Council Chambers.

We don't know what they were talking about,

but we know the day before, Amara was on the phone

to Priya Mochani.

It's too much of a coincidence.

It has to be about the Council bailiff contract, ma'am.

We know that both the Chapmans and the Mochanis

were willing to pay to secure it,

we just didn't know whose palm they'd have to grease.

You can't get much more influential

than the Mayor-in-waiting.

I know it looks like a neat and tidy corruption case,

but all this is connected to Frank and Megan's murders.

We just need to work out how. - Sorry, ma'am.

I had to move my car.

Bloody protestors blocking the car park this morning.

I parked on the side street.

We need to get to the truth, before Rav is nailed for murders

he didn't commit, so, let's try and keep

an open mind about everything, OK?

No suspect is too unlikely, no motive too obscure.

Speaking of which,

has Lou Kirkby resurfaced yet?

Haven't seen him since we ambushed him at the snooker hall.

We still need to find the "toxic bitch" Lou mentioned.

Because if she really was a girlfriend of Frank's,

she could have vital information,

especially about why those two fell out.

We need a name.

Jas, will you pass me my phone, please, darling?

But I wanna finish watching...

You've had enough screen time

this morning. Thank you.

What time shall I do dinner for?

I've got a late meeting. No idea when I'll be back,

so, don't wait for me. Bye. See you later.

I'm tired.

Can't we read "Paddington" again?

Switching to vehicle feed, ma'am.

So, these will be our golden hours,

when Amara's leaving to and from work each day.

She's alone, she's secure, and no-one's eavesdropping

on her conversation, except for us.

Of course, take shifts, work it out amongst yourselves,

but I want someone listening and watching

Amara Dhawan at all times.

Ma'am.

Ma'am, I think I've found something.

What is it?

It's not what. Who.

It's a woman called Claire Doyle. Runs a swimming academy.

There's another one here from around the time

Lou Kirkby went inside.

If Claire Doyle's dating Frank in this picture,

I mean, she could be the woman that Lou was talking about.

Hang on a minute.

OK.

Yeah, I knew I'd seen her.

Lou must have, too, at Frank's wake.

That's how come he knew she was still around.

Well, it's definitely her.

Worth checking out, ma'am? - Yeah.

And well done.

Give her a call so we can pay her a visit.

Thanks again for letting me stay the other night, ma'am.

Don't mention it.

Did I do something to upset you that night?

You've just been a bit off with me ever since.

I've just got a lot on my mind, that's all.

Think this is it.

I still can't believe he's dead.

And that poor young girl. - Megan Parks.

Yeah. And then Dave Chapman, too.

We've stepped up security around the Academy since.

We need our students to know that this is a safe place.

It's an incredible building. - Yeah.

It was the Council pool earmarked for closure.

Frank bought it from them

and asked me to start the Academy.

OK, keep your floats out straight.

I understand you and Frank were involved once. Is that right?

For a couple of years, yeah.

But that was a long time ago.

You knew he was married?

Sorry, it's not a judgement.

Just trying to understand your relationship.

Yes, I knew.

And what happened between you?

It was a mutual agreement to end it.

Last time we had contact was on his birthday

about 4 or 5 years ago.

People move on, don't they?

Is there a reason why there's photos missing

from that wall?

Um,

the rest are in another box, I think.

There's no money in swimming, so,

what did Frank get out of all this?

Frank came from nothing,

just like most of the kids that used the Council pool,

and he didn't want it taken away from them.

Do you know anyone that held a grudge

or threatened Frank in any way?

Sorry, I don't.

Does the name Lou Kirkby ring any bells?

Yeah, I've heard of Lou. He was a friend of Frank's.

We heard they fell out badly

not long before Lou went to prison,

around the time you were seeing Frank.

Don't know anything about that.

Lou was released last month, actually.

Claire, I'm sorry to have to ask you this,

but we've asked everybody who knew Frank...

You want my alibi?

Yeah.

One of our girls won this in a competition

in Dudley on that same night.

I was there.

I dropped her and her mum home around midnight.

I'll get their details for you.

Thank you.

Will you check the alibi?

As soon as we're back, ma'am.

Did you see inside that cabinet?

Yeah, the decanter.

Claire Doyle could be the one that Frank poured

that whisky for just before he was shot.

There are no prints on the glass to compare.

No. And those missing

class photos are bothering me.

Yeah, in a box my arse.

Ma'am, do you think we should've warned Claire

about Lou Kirkby? - If Lou really did

have a grudge against her, he'd have done something

about it at the wake.

Right now, I'm more concerned

about what Claire Doyle's hiding from us.

Keep digging. Try and find those missing photos.

Guns don't kill people, coppers do!

Bloody hell, there's more of 'em.

Maybe they know the IOPC are here.

That's today? Why didn't you say anything, ma'am?

Here's two more with blood on their hands!

Let's go through the back.

Well, that's the formalities out of the way.

So, let's dive in.

Due to the focus of this investigation shifting somewhat...

I'm sorry, what do you mean "shifting"?

Rav Mochani died in hospital a short while ago.

This is now an investigation into a fatal police shooting.

So, you went to meet Ravinder Mochani,

the prime suspect in your murder inquiry.

You'll understand my confusion, DI Ray.

You agree that the Operational Firearms Commander

and all team members attended a briefing

conducted by the officer in charge, DCI Henderson.

That's correct, yes.

And yet when you give us

the account of the operation itself,

you claim to have had no idea

that the firearms unit was there.

I meant I knew they were in the vicinity.

I just thought they were much further back,

with DCI Henderson and DI Holden

in a monitoring capacity. - For what purpose?

To meet the protocols so the operation could proceed,

but DCI Henderson and I had agreed

that they weren't to be active.

Mr. Mochani had asked that I come alone.

Which does make us question your decision

to meet with the suspect in the first place.

I didn't consider the suspect to be a personal threat.

I never felt like I was in danger.

But it was the only viable opportunity we had to apprehend him safely

and to elicit vital information from him

relating to our investigation.

What information?

I don't know. He was shot before he could tell me.

I see.

I'd like to touch now, just briefly, on this complaint

that's been made against you.

I'm sorry, but what relevance does that have here?

Well, there's a suggestion that when considered in light

of the fatal police shooting of Mr. Mochani,

the nature of this complaint

could point towards a pattern of behaviour

regarding DI Ray's ability

to make clear and objective decisions.

I don't think it was my decision,

clear, objective, or otherwise, to shoot Rav Mochani.

I'm not the first person to flag these reckless methods of yours.

DCI Henderson, for example,

has expressed similar concerns.

DCI Henderson? - Among others.

You mean Superintendent Beardsmore?

Do you wish to respond, DI Ray?

I know what I saw. It was a shoot to kill.

Rav was about to surrender his weapon

and they shot him anyway.

I will remind you that your statement

will be entered into the record.

I know. But the narrative's

already been written, hasn't it?

It was from the moment

that officer discharged his weapon.

This investigation is not over.

We shall be continuing our interviews this week.

Thanks.

Hiroka, everything Henderson said

this morning was...

She just wants me to stay in my box.

No, she wants you to take the fall.

As does Beardsmore.

The police shot dead an Asian man.

The only way they're gonna avoid a race argument

is to make an Asian officer culpable.

It's racial scapegoating.

You're in real danger, Rachita.

I have to go, but call me.

This morning, you told me we should have each other's back

and work as a team.

Yes. You lied to me.

You didn't have my back and you didn't support me.

In fact, it felt like the complete opposite.

I'm sorry you felt that way. They have an agenda.

That's all it is. - And what's your agenda, ma'am?

And that complaint that you told me about

that was off the record? The IOPC knew all about it.

Why was it leaked?

This is hardly the time or the place.

They made me out to be some sort of maverick in there, a hothead

that can't be trusted to do the right thing.

I told you, they twist things. - No. You gave them that.

Why? To deflect from the spotlight?

You know I'm close.

We have leads on Amara Dhawan and Lou Kirkby,

but you wanted Rav Mochani at any cost.

And not only did you get your man,

but you're able to frame an Asian officer

for causing his fatal shooting.

I'm sure the promotion panel will be suitably impressed,

headed by Beardsmore, of course.

I am your case study, right?

You know what, ma'am?

...you.

Ma'am?

Claire Doyle's alibi checked out.

We knew it probably would.

She was over-prepared. Frank was a saint

and they had a lovely time together.

Something isn't right. - Yeah, I agree.

I found those missing photos.

This was on a web archive for Academy alumni.

Is that Frank Chapman? - Yeah.

These are the only ones he's in.

Checked every year just to be sure.

Wonder why Claire didn't want us to see them.

I'll see if I can find out who they are.

Do call me with any further questions

about the will.

Yeah, I definitely will.

Thank you, Mr. Hammond.

I'll see you out.

I think I will give you a call next week, if you don't mind.

Of course. I'm always available. Anytime.

Thanks again.

Did you know? Know what?

That you'd get the business if anything happened to Dave.

I'll take care of things, Luce.

I'm gonna start by cleaning up.

You and the girls will be fine.

I'll nip up and see Amy,

give you some time on your own.

Where the... is the gun, Dave?

What are you doing in Dad's things?

I just miss him, chick.

Me, too.

Can't we read "Paddington" again?

Course we can, sweetheart, when we finish this.

Just one more exercise. - God, I'd hate to have been

home-schooled by my Dad.

I've already done this one. - Pay attention.

You might learn something.

Granger Lane. Isn't that where the Mochani shop is?

Why? - 'Cause Amara's car's been there

a few minutes.

She's on the move again.

Ma'am?

We've tracked Amara's car to the Mochanis' jewellery shop

a short time ago. She wasn't there long. A few minutes.

Where's she going now? - Looks like Greenhills Hospital.

It's an NHS specialist centre.

5 main areas, obs and gynae, eye unit, renal unit,

orthopaedics, and a dedicated palliative care unit.

She must be visiting someone. Sick relative, perhaps?

Or Amara could be the one that's sick.

Greenhills Hospital, ma'am.

I knew it rang a bell.

Parking ticket? - From the week before

Frank and Megan's murders. It's in Rav's name.

So, Rav Mochani and Amara Dhawan have been to the same hospital

in the past two weeks. Coincidence?

Or were they visiting the same person?

I'm gonna go up there. Can you call Kwesi

and tell him to meet me there, please?

Ma'am.

Sorry, ma'am, false alarm.

Looks like Amara's heading back to work.

Thanks, Liam. It's probably not a relative

if she's in and out of there in 10 minutes.

Tell Kwesi to meet me at the Council Chambers instead.

Look, I'm a police officer. My name...

I know exactly who you are and what you do.

The Chapman murders. That nurse.

You're gonna stop investigating

now that Mochani bastard's dead.

The case is closed, yeah?

Don't make me come back.

Don't make me come back.

Are you all right, ma'am?

Yeah.

So sorry to keep you waiting.

And we're sorry just to turn up like this,

but every second is crucial in a murder investigation.

No problem at all.

How can I help?

Well, we're pursuing one of many leads,

and we're hoping that you can help clear something up for us.

I'll certainly do my best.

We understand that Rav Mochani and Frank Chapman

are both vying for the same Council contract,

supplying bailiff and collection services

for the revenues department?

Were they? I heard what happened to Mr. Mochani,

of course.

Just terrible. His poor family.

Were you aware

that he and Frank Chapman

were business rivals?

My mandate is primarily community-based.

Residential, social, that sort of thing.

I'm not really privy to the machinations

of contract tenders.

I'm happy to point you in the direction

of someone who is. - Just to be clear,

are you saying that you've never met

or spoken to any of the Mochanis

or the Chapmans?

Concerning Council business?

Concerning anything.

As it happens, I did pop by the Mochani jewellery shop

earlier, to offer my condolences.

The news about Rav had just hit the radio

and, well, I was in the area.

I thought it was the right thing to do.

My civic duty, if you like.

What made you think she'd be there?

Sorry?

If someone in my family had just died,

I'd be at home,

not at work.

You're exactly right. There was no one there.

They'd closed the shop for the day.

I'm so sorry I can't be more useful.

Thank you. You've been very helpful.

I'm sorry I'm late. - No matter.

I don't think I can stay for long, I'm afraid.

Well, in the middle of a triple murder investigation,

I appreciate you turning up at all,

especially with the IOPC thrown on top.

How'd it go?

Actually, do we have to talk about that?

No, course not.

Would you like some tea? - Yes, please.

Thank you.

Are you ready to order? - A couple more minutes.

Are you OK?

I was...

approached by someone today

who's keen for me to stop the investigation.

Do you know who it was?

IC1 male, dark hair,

around 6 foot. I couldn't get a proper look.

They want Rav Mochani to take the fall,

just like Beardsmore does.

So, Beardsmore said that?

I'm not gonna let it happen.

If I doubted Rav before,

I'm convinced of his innocence now.

You haven't reported the threat, have you?

What do your team think? Have you told them?

One of them made a complaint about me recently.

Until I know who... - You can't trust any of them.

No. - I get it.

What was the nature of the complaint?

My, er, methods

have been called reckless.

Reckless? You?

Any idea who said that?

Maybe.

I saw something that I wasn't supposed to see

and I don't know what to do about it.

This is from Clive's phone.

Rachita, this is horrific.

I know, and they don't even bother hiding their identities,

except for this one.

His comments are always the worst.

Have you spoken to Clive about it?

If I confront him, he'll know that I've been...

Snooping. - Yeah.

..., it's Liam. I've gotta go.

Go. Go.

I feel like I've just unloaded a ton of crap on you

and I'm running away. - No, that's OK, and you're not running away, but

please be careful, and you should report

what happened to you today.

Yeah.

Ma'am, we've recorded Amara

phoning Priya Mochani.

I kept my end of the deal, Priya. You need to keep yours.

Your deal was with Rav, not me.

He died today, Amara. It's over.

Maybe I'll start remembering how Rav killed Frank.

He didn't do it.

Who are the police gonna believe?

A respected councillor, or the murderer's sister?

Find the girl.

I want an officer stationed outside Sajna's foster home.

I'll see to it, ma'am.

What would Amara want with Sajna?

I don't know, but whatever this is, it's bigger than

two families fighting over a bailiff's contract.

Sorry.

That was my source. Lou Kirkby says he'll meet.

Now? - Tomorrow night.

I'll quiz him on Claire Doyle.

Good. We're finally getting somewhere.

Kwesi, can you drop in on Suzie Chapman tomorrow?

Find out what she knows

about this battle for the bailiff contract.

Will do.

You're gonna stop investigating.

The case is closed.

Don't make me come back.

You sure, you're all right, ma'am?

Yeah, I'm just a bit tired, that's all.

We all are. Go on, go home,

and good work tonight.

Do you think DI Ray's all right?

Yeah. I'm sure she's fine.

Yeah. Yeah.

Do you fancy a drink?

Er, yeah, sure.

I don't wanna force you.

Er, no, no. I'd love to.

Great. So, where are you taking me?

I thought it was you. Dr. Patel, isn't it?

I'm afraid not.

You look just like my dentist.

Sorry, love.

Morning. Morning.

Get up to much last night? - No, pretty quiet. You?

Yeah, same.

Ma'am, I think Amara's heading to the hospital again.

Yeah, I know, Jasmin,

but sometimes we have to do

When will it be over?

It won't be too long now.

Promise?

I promise.

Mum?

Mum, why are you crying?

Maybe there is a sick relative she's visiting.

Let me know if anything else develops.

Course, ma'am.

Those medical tests you ordered on Sajna, ma'am.

They came back clear, every single one.

Who kept telling her she was sick?

Liam, what were those 5 specialities

at Greenhills again?

Um, orthopaedics, obs and gynae, renal,

palliative care, and, er, and an eye unit.

I wonder if Rav was covertly meeting Amara

at the hospital.

What is it, ma'am?

Ma'am.

There is a sick child.

But it's not Sajna.

Amara.

DI Ray. What brings you here?

I know about Jasmin and I know what you're planning.

We've waited 3 years for a kidney.

I can't wait any longer.

I won't.

Are you trying to justify... - But it's true.

Not for the 8-year-old

I found hiding in a cupboard last week.

Her name is Sajna.

She was trafficked from an orphanage in India.

Please don't.

What happens now?

Amara Dhawan,

I am arresting you on suspicion

of conspiring to traffic a child

for the purpose of organ harvesting.

You do not have to say anything,

but it may harm your defence if you do not mention when questioned

something you later rely upon in court.

Anything you do say may be given in evidence.

Can I have a minute?

Matthew says you'll get 6 years

for trafficking if Amara goes down.

Why didn't you come to me?

If you had, he would still be alive.

You always were the stupid one.

I'm still exploring the relationship

between your father and Mr. Mochani.

Are you sure I won't be needing a brief?

I'm just gathering and sharing information,

Miss Chapman, nothing more.

Well, don't look at me.

I'm just a tourist.

Not sticking around, then?

I don't know what my plans are yet.

What about the family business?

Word is, you're selling up.

Don't believe everything you hear, officer.

Actually, I've given everyone two weeks' leave.

Paid, of course.

That's very generous.

Dad wasn't very good at book-keeping.

I need to do a full inventory, undisturbed.

Who knows what I might find?

And this bailiff contract with the Council.

What about it?

Rav Mochani was tryna muscle in.

The Council told Frank he'd have to reapply.

That can't have gone down well. - Doesn't matter now, does it?

Rav Mochani is dead.

As are my father and brother.

But Sharan Mochani isn't.

That contract's worth over 3 million a year.

Money doesn't interest me, not in the same way

it did Dad and Dave.

So, you'd walk away from it?

Do I look like a bailiff to you?

Mochani killed my father and brother. So, case closed.

Thanks for your time, Miss Chapman.

Thanks, Kwesi.

Fast-track a search warrant for the rest of the contents

of the bin, and do the same for Pawn Haven

before Suzie has a chance to remove everything.

I think she's much more involved than we realised.

Let Charlene take the lead on that. Keep me informed.

Hi. It's Sam.

Sorry I can't take your call. Leave me a message

and I'll get back to you.

Time for the top shelf, mate. Your best Irish, please.

Double, ta.

Right little Aladdin's cave in here.

Over here.

Charlene? - We found a gun part, ma'am.

Are you sure?

One of the guys immediately ID'd it

as coming from a Taurus, ma'am.

So, yeah, looks like we found

part of the gun that first shot Frank.

On Chapman premises? - Yeah.

This is huge. It could prove Rav's innocence.

Yeah.

You were right all along, ma'am.

Just get ballistics on it, ASAP.

Yes, ma'am.

What the...?

Everything OK, ma'am?

Er, yeah. You've done a really good job

on this, Charlene.

Bye.

Ma'am?

Rachita?

Ma'am?

Sit down. I'll put some coffee on.

No, not for me, ta. - All right, suit yourself.

Look, it's been a couple of days now,

and you, you've just got, you've had, you've got this...

Spit it out. - pole up your arse.

I'm not talking to you when you're like this.

Well, you're not talking to me full stop.

You know why, Clive? Because I've no... idea

what to say to you anymore.

What, what does that mean?

Ma'am, what do you mean?

It.

I know about the group that you're in. Midland Chiefs.

Have you been spying on me?

Well, that makes sense now. - I've seen the messages, OK?

The threats to me. The memes, the GIFs, the hilarious racist,

misogynistic, need I go on?, banter,

that you lot infect each other with.

But you haven't seen anything from me, have you?

Have you?

No, 'cause there's nothing there. Nothing.

Yeah, but you're still a member of the group.

Well, I didn't join them, you know. I was added.

And you don't leave a group like that.

Believe me, I've tried.

You don't understand.

Sam didn't, either.

That's why she kicked me out.

She said either I blow the whistle

on the whole thing or we're done for good.

Well, then do it. Report them.

I did, to Beardsmore.

Yeah, and what's he gonna do about it?

Well,... all.

'Cause I think he's one of them.

He's 3 ranks above me.

What am I supposed to do? - You should've come to me.

Likewise.

I can't believe you thought I was like them.

I'm sorry.

Look, Beardsmore's gonna be watching me like a hawk.

I can't report him to anyone else

or he'll know it was me.

It's career suicide.

I can't leave.

And I'm gonna lose Sam.

No, you're not.

'Cause I'm gonna bring that... down,

and you're gonna help me.