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Busy day ahead?

The educational psychologist

is gonna let me sit in on her session.

A 7-year-old with autism.

You'll learn a lot.

Hope so.

Have you changed your mind?

We'll talk tonight.

Who's that from?

I said we'll talk tonight.

Look, Logan, we just need a bit more time...

Aren't you gonna be late?

For Christ's sake.

Oh, God.

Boss!

What's up?

You need to come and see this.

Hi. This is Jamie. Leave a message.

Jamie, if you're trying to scare me to get even,

it's not funny.

It's just childish.

Just... Just stop it, okay?

Workmen digging up the path exposed human remains.

Now, the sex hasn't been determined yet.

We'll need Nadiuska to tell us more when she arrives.

When was the path laid?

About 25 years ago, by the council.

Now, it's likely the remains predate the path.

From the shape and size of the skull,

the victim is male.

With any luck, we'll get some DNA from the body.

Teeth are intact and look relatively young.

The hyoid is also intact.

A break would've indicated strangulation.

I'm gonna have to do a full postmortem to determine his age

and how long he's been dead.

We're going to have to get the death certified

before we can take the remains to the mortuary.

But the corpse is over 20 years old.

Protocol. Can't move anything without coroner's consent.

We're gonna have to action a trawl through male mispers

from 20 to 30 years ago.

Detective Superintendent. Detective Inspector.

Quite a significant crime scene, isn't it?

Why weren't the remains detected at the time the path was laid?

Well, they could have been buried deeper at the time,

slowly pushed to the surface over the years,

but prevented from getting any higher by the path.

Look, I'll tell you what... why don't you wait

for the press conference?

Actually, I'd like to arrange

a separate meeting with you if I could.

I want to build a more positive relationship with the force.

Okay. Uh, call me, yeah?

I'll... I'll see what I can do.

Excuse me.

- Grace. - Hey.

Uh, a Winchester Gate resident called Jamie Brown

got a distressed voicemail from his fiancée, Logan Somerville.

Sounds like she thought someone was trying to scare her

in the car park.

He checked with her office, and she never made it in to work.

Now, Logan's car is still here, but there's no sign of her.

Jamie's given us access to the vehicle,

and we just found Logan's mobile phone in the foot well.

Let's get that to the lab and pass it on to Digital Forensics.

What about CCTV in the car park, Nick?

- Yeah, unfortunately not. - Okay.

We need to deploy more local officers to do a search

of the immediate area and house-to-house.

I'm on my way.

Glenn, I'm gonna put you in charge on this one.

I have to go to Winchester Gate. It looks like we might have

a potential abduction on our hands.

So, Detective Inspector,

this is your crime scene.

Where you going to start?

Okay.

Well, I'll get the name of the workers

who laid the path down from the local council,

a map of the area from that time,

uh, statements from the worker who discovered the skeleton

and from whoever's certifying the death.

Oh, I'll also get the ball rolling

on the mispers trawl, yeah?

Is that enough to be getting on with?

Yeah, yeah. I, uh... I think so.

Hey, listen, I got this.

Our next project?

Looks promising.

To old friends and new ventures.

A neighbour reports having to brake hard

coming into the car park to avoid an estate car

that was driving out of here at high speed,

possibly a Volvo.

They didn't recognise it as belonging

to any of the residents.

Check with the control team

for any CCTV in the surrounding area.

- Will do. - Uh, there is one odd thing.

Jamie's workplace says he didn't come into work today,

didn't give any prior notice.

So, when I asked him about it, he says he took a personal day,

went for a drive, and then returned home.

No witnesses to where he was after he left.

Okay. I'll interview him.

Logan's asthmatic, right?

She doesn't have her inhalers with her.

She can't be without them.

We're doing everything we can

to find her as soon as possible.

When was the last time you saw her?

This morning, before I left.

We'll need details of the exact route you took

before you came back home.

Can I listen to the voicemail she left you?

Jamie, if you're trying to scare me to get even,

it's not funny.

It's just childish.

Just... Just stop it, okay?

Even for what?

Just a disagreement.

What kind of disagreement?

Is everything okay between you?

Fine. Absolutely.

Why didn't you go to work this morning?

I didn't feel well.

Was that because of something that had happened

- between you and Logan? - No.

How would you describe your relationship?

We love each other.

Have you made any plans for the big day?

Not exactly.

- Not exactly? - We're discussing it.

Look, something is clearly wrong here,

but you are wasting your time

asking me these endless questions

when you should be getting on and finding her!

Always lovely to see you.

I like your aftershave.

Mr. Hunter.

Dr. Van Dam.

I know you prefer to Zoom, but I'd rather not.

Whatever you feel comfortable with.

So, you've been referred to me by your GP surgery.

According to them you harbour beliefs

that are not always logical or rational.

Yes, but please don't mistake me for a liar.

Why would you think I'd do that?

Dr. Van Dam, I am an anaesthetist.

An under appreciated profession, I think you'll agree.

The patients always thank the surgeon, for a start.

That may explain why I sometimes like to kill them.

The taking of a human life is just intoxicating.

Of course, there are always fatal adverse reactions

to the general dangers of going under,

but every now and then,

I kill an extra one or two, just for fun.

And why would you want me to know this?

Because I have a further confession to make.

It's about your niece, Logan Somerville.

No!

No. No!

It's pointless!

Hello? Who's there?

No-one can hear us.

Help!

Ah! No!

So, it's official then?

A declaration of presumed death.

The court finally granted the paperwork for Sandy.

How do you feel?

Well, seeing it down on paper, it just...

confirms what I had already accepted a while ago.

She's gone.

My life is with you.

I have a future to look forward to.

We have a future.

We have a future.

Starting with the next scan,

which is Tuesday the 17th, 3:30, Ward B, right?

I'm impressed.

Well, it's in my diary, my work calendar, my phone.

Got it tattooed on the inside of my eyelids.

I wouldn't miss it for the world.

Logan is my closest friend,

and I told her she could do better than Jamie.

Less jealous, less possessive, for a start.

- Okay. - Yeah, okay, but not just that.

You know, someone with ambition, more imagination, more fun.

Look, Logan's smart, okay?

She's training to be a child psychologist,

and one day she's gonna leave Jamie behind.

Anyway, she told him what I said to her.

Well, I'm guessing he didn't take it too well.

He confronted me.

He was really nasty, almost violent,

threatening all sorts.

Now, do you think this had anything to do with it?

Because we found this message on Logan's phone,

and you were the last person to contact her yesterday.

You said, "How did he take it?"

What'd you mean by that?

I was worried how Jamie had received the news.

By the sounds of it, not well.

What news?

Logan broke off her engagement with him.

Okay. When, exactly?

A few days ago.

Okay.

Thanks for your time, Emma.

I'm asthmatic. Please.

I need my inhal...

Who are you?

Did Jamie put you up to this?

Let me out.

Let me out!

Somebody! Please help!

No! Help!

No!

Don't bother!

I told you it's no use.

I've been down here for days.

Anything on the trawl through mispers

for the Hove Lagoon body?

No. It's... It's a massive task.

I'm still looking. I'm trying to narrow it down.

Nick, what about Logan Somerville?

Anymore on the Volvo from CCTV, ANPR?

House-to-house yielded an elderly resident

just along from the car park who has a CCTV camera.

It picked up a car travelling at high speed

at 8:30 a.m. yesterday.

Traffic officers have identified it

as an old model Volvo, about 10 years old.

Did we get a view of the licence plate?

Uh, no, no luck there,

but we are checking other traffic cams in the area.

Okay. Let's get a list of all Volvo estates

between 5 and 15 years owned by a Brighton resident.

What about Logan's fiancé... Jamie?

Uh, initial forensics on his car came back clean.

Search of their flat turned up some bloodstains on the carpet.

We're gonna get that analysed.

Alright, I've just been having a natter

with Logan's friend Emma Brice,

who paints a less-than-flattering picture

of our Jamie.

And by the sounds of it, I tend to agree.

Logan broke off the engagement, only a few days ago.

Ah. Well that would explain

why he was so edgy when I spoke to him.

Question is, was he angry enough to do anything about it?

Have you seen his face?

No. He's... He's always in a mask.

Has he ever let you out?

I've been in this box the whole time.

I've tried to get out, believe me.

How often does he come here?

T-Two... Two or three times a day,

just to feed me.

So he's keeping you alive.

I don't know.

I've no idea.

He knew about my asthma,

like he planned this.

Has he ever hurt you?

Just once.

Let's hope he doesn't do it to you, too.

That is just malicious gossip, alright?

Emma Brice is just a stirrer.

Logan's friends also tell us she's been

very distressed recently

because you wouldn't accept the relationship was over.

Well, they don't like me, either.

So, she didn't say it was over?

It isn't.

Look, yeah, Logan was having doubts about getting married,

and we argued, but that doesn't mean that I wanted to hurt her.

Jamie, we found evidence of bloodstains in your flat.

Can you explain that?

Yeah.

Uh, Logan stubbed her toe on the edge of the bed.

It was quite nasty, and I wiped up the blood.

Logan wanted to end the relationship.

That must have been difficult.

What are you implying?

A breakup can be hard to take.

And we hear you've got a jealous streak.

What?

Look, I just love her, okay? What's wrong with that?!

Where were you after you left the flat that morning?

I've told you.

I went for a drive to clear my head,

and then I went back home.

I haven't done anything.

This might be helpful. In establishing his identity.

One of the few remaining strands left on his scalp,

but we found enough to suggest that at the time of death

he had a full head of blond hair.

Blond.

Any idea on his age?

Mm, early 20s, I'd say,

given there's so little wear on the teeth.

Soil analysis will likely confirm,

but there were clay spores found on the remains,

which wouldn't match the soil around the Lagoon.

Right. So it wasn't the original crime scene.

Just the deposition site.

Why risk moving him?

Well, maybe whoever killed him knew the path was being laid

and thought his remains wouldn't be discovered.

There's something else you should see.

Look closely.

"U. R. DEAD."

Strange.

It's been burned through the skin

into the muscle.

Going that deep, it must have been done

with a branding iron.

Let's try narrowing down the mispers trawl

to males in their 20s with blond hair.

We need to find out who he was.

Also, cross-reference any unsolved cases

with the use of a brand or insignia on the body.

How far back are we talking?

Well, I don't recall any cold cases

from my time meeting those criteria,

so you'll need to go back even further.

What, back further than you?

That would have to be the Stone Age, wouldn't it?

Very good.

What do you think we're looking at here with the brand?

It feels possessive, targeted,

like whoever did it wants to feel power over life and death.

You bastard!

Listen! The pain calms down!

Eventually.

Looks like you didn't do a great job of hiding this one, either.

Our skeletons are literally falling out of the closet.

It's inefficient, Mole.

No-one could have predicted they were going to dig the path up.

Timing is rather unfortunate,

given that we've just embarked on a new endeavour.

You bloody bury them next time.

You can hardly talk about unfortunate timing, Harrison.

You went to Dr. Van Dam with information about Logan.

What?

I did not give my permission for you to do that.

Have you completely lost your mind?

Telling tales, Felix.

It's rather pathetic, don't you think?

Do you want us to get caught? Is that it?

Always trying to be captain, Harrison.

Do I need to remind you what happened last time

you pushed me too far?

Well, don't pretend you wouldn't relish

the opportunity to watch Van Dam squirm,

especially after what he did to you.

That has nothing to do with Logan.

Don't ever defy me again.

Maybe now's a good time to stop the whole thing.

If the brand is still visible on the body they've dug up,

it won't be long before our previous projects are connected.

There's nothing to connect them to us.

We proceed as planned.

We have unfinished business.

I thought you might need a bit of time

before you were ready to listen, Dr. Van Dam.

What do you know about my niece?

That she's in mortal danger.

I would hate for poor Logan

to run out of her asthma medication.

What have you done with Logan? Where is she?

Her fate depends entirely on her actions.

Listen carefully.

Logan has a mark on her left forearm.

What kind of mark?

For now, two words, both abbreviated.

"U. R."

As to the third word, well, that's Logan's choice.

What is that supposed to mean?

We'll see if she's worthy.

If she's not, by the time you find your niece,

it will read, "U. R. DEAD."

Roy. Look, I haven't got an ID

on the male Hove Lagoon victim yet,

but I followed your tip to narrow the cold case search

by signs of branding and, uh,

found Catherine Mary Westerham,

19, English Lit student at East Sussex.

Now, she was reported missing December 1994.

Her remains were found in Old Mill Forest

April 1995 by a dog walker.

Where would we be without dog walkers?

Yeah, well. The photographs of her

are unrecognizable from the remains,

but, here, look...

the fragment of flesh around the forearm there.

"U. R. Dead."

Two victims from nearly 30 years ago

with the exact same brand.

If the Hove Lagoon body hadn't surfaced,

we never would have made the connection.

We need to find out if anything links them.

Is it just me, or does she look like Logan Somerville?

When my sister and her husband died,

I promised I'd look after Logan.

I promise you we're doing everything in our power

to find her.

This man who called you... Harrison Hunter...

what did he sound like?

Well educated.

Almost pleased with himself.

Uh, this is the referral letter I received.

I contacted the GP surgery.

They insist they never sent it,

they have no patient by that name.

Do you have the number that call came from?

I jotted it down on the letter there.

I've tried calling it since, but the line's dead.

I can't forget his voice...

taunting me.

In your professional opinion, Dr. Van Dam,

why would a man who claims to be responsible

for Logan's disappearance

reach out to you in this way?

Various reasons. Attention, revenge, power.

Wanting to boost his self-esteem.

Are you sure you don't know Hunter?

He couldn't be a patient of yours

who's taken her to get to you?

No. I never forget a patient's name.

And Harrison Hunter is not one I recall.

Well, we'll need a list of all your patient records,

all the same, past and present, just to be safe.

Hunter claimed Logan's fate depended on her actions.

And he said something strange about a mark on her forearm.

She has nothing of the sort.

What kind of mark?

He described it as two words, both abbreviated,

but the third was Logan's choice.

It would depend on whether she's worthy.

And if she isn't...

If you'll excuse me, Dr. Van Dam,

I'll get an officer in here to take your statement.

Detective Superintendent, if this man is involved,

from our conversation, it was like he was enjoying it,

like it was...

it was all a game to him.

There was something dark in Hunter's voice that,

despite all my years in this profession,

deeply unsettled me.

It's the same wording as the Hove Lagoon body

and Catherine Westerham, the Old Mill Forest victim.

Well, from what Hunter told Van Dam,

it sounded like the brand was incomplete,

as if he hadn't decided yet whether to kill Logan.

He said by the time we find her,

it will read "U. R. DEAD."

Yeah, but no details about the branding of Catherine

were ever released to the public at the time.

So, how could this man have known about them?

Well, unless he really is involved.

So, whoever is doing this, has killed twice before...

Catherine and the Hove Lagoon body.

And now they've taken Logan Somerville.

Last time, the killer took a man and a woman.

Catherine Westerham looked similar to Logan,

both with long brown hair.

The Hove Lagoon victim was a man with blond hair.

Right. So maybe Logan isn't the only one this time.

Check to see if there were any missing persons reported,

male, in the days or weeks prior to her disappearance.

Here.

Any of those a similar age to Logan with blonde hair?

Evan Johnson, 20,

suddenly went missing five days ago from Brighton,

troubled background.

Two women taken, 30 years apart,

both with long brown hair.

And two males, also 30 years apart,

both with blond hair.

You know what we could be dealing with here?

A serial killer?

I'm convinced.

Yes, serial killers tend to target a specific type,

but here we have two victim categories...

young men and women.

Who couldn't be more different.

Well, it has been known...

Roy, these physical descriptions...

However different they may seem,

there does appear to be a clear killing pattern, sir.

How do you suggest we handle this?

Well, we'll need your support to set up a gold group.

Senior members of the community need to be brought together.

You do realise the impact on the city

when you announce this will be enormous...

and the consequences if you've cried wolf.

Well, the consequences of us not warning the public

could be another death, sir.

The main thing, sir, is to prevent

any further loss of life.

Keep me updated.

I sincerely hope you're not wrong about this.

- Marcel. - Roy. Hi.

I've found someone I think you should know about.

- Someone? - My colleagues in Munich

are investigating a hit-and-run.

There's a woman here in the ICU.

She was hit by a car crossing the road.

- There's no ID, but... - But what?

I went to see her for myself.

She's still unconscious, and because of her facial injuries,

it's so difficult to tell.

She looks the same age as Sandy would be,

and absolutely no-one has come forward to report her missing.

Well, it... it still doesn't mean it's Sandy, Marcel.

Roy, while I was in the room,

she spoke briefly.

She had a British accent.

I'll send you a photo of her.

The images might not be clear because of the bruising,

but maybe you'll be able to tell if it's her.

I doubt it will be.

But if eliminating Sandy gets you closer

to identifying this woman,

then of course I'm happy to help.

Okay. Thanks.

Let me out!

I can't take any more of this!

Evan. I think he's coming.

We need to figure out as much as possible about where we are.

Count his steps with me.

- One, two, three... - Let me out!

Let me out, you bastard!

Who do you think you are, you sicko?!

Evan, stop! Don't provoke him!

I can hear you lurking out there!

When I get my hands on you, I'll kill you! You're...

Evan?

He just left it open.

- I think he's gone. - What?

I think he's letting me go.

Tell me what you see.

I, uh...

I don't know. Uh, a room.

It's, uh... It's... It's pretty dark.

I can't see him.

- What are you doing? - Trying to hit on my girlfriend?

Come on.

Evan, I don't like this.

It doesn't feel right.

No, no, no, no, please. Please, not again, not me!

- Ahh! - You're dead, mate.

Leave him alone!

Stop!

Evan!

What are you doing now? What's going on?

What's going on?

Oh, God, not this. Please!

- Make it stop. - Evan!

No, no, no, no, please!

- Evan! - I can't breathe.

I can't...

Evan, say something.

Please say something.

Do you see it now?

They don't deserve you.

Thank you.

The Hove Lagoon victim

has now been identified as Dennis Paterson,

who went missing in September 1994.

Now, as far as we can tell, Dennis and Catherine

are the only two cases matching the killer's M.O.

before he stopped offending.

The date of the original murders seems to discount Jamie Brown.

The route he took on the morning of Logan's abduction

has been verified by ANPR.

Therefore, we need to widen our suspect pool.

Our priorities is finding Harrison Hunter

and locating the Volvo from the car park.

I went to the GP surgery

that referred Harrison Hunter to Van Dam,

and Van Dam was right.

Harrison Hunter is not a registered patient there.

The receptionist was adamant

that the referral letter's a fake.

Nick, Bella, can you start going through

Van Dam's patient records?

See if there's a link between him and Hunter.

Whoever's doing this took two victims in the '90s

and then stopped.

Are we saying that that's a pattern

and now that he's taken Logan and Evan, he's done?

Or he's just getting started again.

There are several reasons why he might have stopped.

Let's look at suspects who spent time in prison,

moved away, or offended elsewhere.

He might have got married, the marriage broke down.

So, whoever's doing this could strike again,

and we've got to assume the victim could be male or female.

What, an equal opportunity serial killer?

As far as we can tell, there's no link between Logan and Evan,

yet it seems he's taking two victims at a time.

The Zodiac Killer's an example of someone who targeted couples,

but here it could be more symbolic.

Perhaps it's not that he's hunting couples...

he's hunting pairs.

Pairs of a specific appearance.

So, Logan and Evan could represent something to him.

It's interesting, though.

Hunter talked about the brand in terms of worth,

like it was a... a test of some sort.

He said...

"We'll see if she's worthy."

"We'll see"? "We" as in the two of you?

Or was he talking about someone else?

Roy, we've got a hit.

- S-Sorry. - Excuse me.

Right, we've got a hit on our list of brown Volvo's.

DVLA have it registered to a Martin Horner in Portslade.

ANPR clocked it leaving Winchester Gate car park

just after Logan was abducted.

Get me a warrant now.

- Police! - Police!

Stay where you are!

You'll have to pay for that door.

What's all this about?

Detective Superintendent Grace, East Sussex Police.

This is DS Moy.

We're looking for Martin Horner.

His Volvo is registered at this address.

Martin Horner? He's dead.

Was Martin your husband?

Yes. Good-for-nothing sod.

He done me a favour when he died.

We believe someone's used his name to register a car.

Have you received any letters for Martin recently?

From time to time. I chuck 'em in the bin.

Let's get on to the DVLA,

find out who the previous owner of the Volvo was.

Whoever registered it using Martin Horner's identity

might have bought it from someone who remembers them.

Uh, Roy, there's been a possible abduction

of a young man this morning.

His name's Adrian Stanford, 21, a fashion design student.

His girlfriend phoned in

when he didn't come home from his morning cycle,

thought he might have been involved in an accident.

Have we got a picture?

1, 2, 3...

36, 37...

...40, 41.

41 seconds.

He came from the right-hand side.

What have you done?

Your hair... it's...

You've ruined everything!

Now who's out of control?

This one didn't even last two minutes.

What's your excuse this time?

He had the wrong hair.

It was ruined after that.

Well, you're the one who's choosing them.

Maybe it's finally time you got it right.

- Come on! - We need to teach him a lesson.

- Harrison, he's unhinged. - Just go now.

You've always been a liability,

leaving a trail of dead bodies in your wake.

Leaving a trail?

This from the person who boasted to Van Dam?

Can't both of you take a break for Christ's sake?

Carry on like this, we'll all get caught.

I am so bored of you now, Felix.

We must keep going.

The next project has to be perfect.

Well, maybe you choose wisely next time.

We need to put things right.

So many journalists just get fobbed off

with a force's head of PR.

I think I'd be a better one if I got to know the real deal.

Look, if this is your way

of getting the inside scoop then, uh, no.

You know I can't disclose details of the investigation.

Look, I've just moved to Brighton from Leeds,

and I don't know anyone.

So having a coffee with you

is also improving my social life by 100%.

Same for me.

Yeah, that's what police work and family do to you.

So, why here? A career move?

A quality-of-life move.

Yeah, I had a horrible breakup with someone.

He wanted kids.

I wanted to establish a career first.

Yeah, well, I get that.

Anyway, there was a time

when police and journalists used to help each other.

These days, it seems very "us and them."

I'd love to try and change that.

You know what? Strictly off the record, this.

We're really gonna need you to work together with us

on what's come in.

I mean, it's...

it's big.

The four cameras covering Adrian Stanford's

bike route clocked a black Mercedes

travelling below the speed limit,

but keeping a steady distance behind.

Now, neither Stanford nor the Mercedes

were seen by the fifth camera point

at Shoreham Port.

Our offender has a detailed knowledge of the city,

awareness of camera locations.

Probably lives locally.

He used a different car this time.

Was there a registration picked up by ANPR anywhere?

Yeah, it was registered to a Mike Tuckwell.

He was at a wedding in Lewes,

100 witnesses confirming his alibi.

So, someone's gone to a lot of trouble

to clone the license plate.

This is the second time he's stolen someone's identity.

Well, I spoke to the DVLA,

and the Volvo was previously owned by a dodgy dealership

just outside of Brighton.

And sure enough, they sold it cash in hand

to someone claiming to be Martin Horner.

They couldn't recall what he looked like.

Where are we at with Van Dam's patient lists?

No Harrison Hunters so far

and no anaesthetist registered by that name.

We're tracing a number of Harrison Hunters in the country,

none of any significance yet.

We also have to assume "Hunter" could be an alias.

Hmm. Or that someone else is involved.

Okay. Keep digging, Bella.

We have another missing person on our hands,

and pretty soon public alarm is gonna start spreading.

Yeah, well, according to Siobhan, it already as.

What is the police doing?!

Police action now!

Police action now!

- Find Logan! - Police action now!

- Police action now! - Do your jobs!

Why isn't anyone arresting Logan's boyfriend?!

He's walking round free,

while they don't seem to have a single suspect!

What are the police not telling us?

Why won't they end this violence?

It's only a matter of time

before news of Adrian's disappearance spreads,

and this is the kind of thing you're up against already.

If you're not careful,

this is going to turn into full-blown vigilantism.

We need to connect these disappearances on the record

before the public does it for us.

Maybe we could use a press conference

as an opportunity to draw him out.

Serial killers like to be close to the news.

They like to be the news. So I expect he'll be watching.

Even if it risks glamourising him?

We have to show that the perpetrator

doesn't control the narrative.

We do.

Evan shouldn't have run.

Shouldn't have called you those things.

That wasn't your fault.

You've been so good at looking after us.

He didn't understand, but I do.

I don't think you really want to do me any harm.

Maybe you can tell me why I'm here.

My uncle will be looking for me.

And my boyfriend...

he'll be missing me.

I saved you from Jamie.

Let me go.

You know it's the right thing to do.

And you're a compassionate man, aren't you?

I can see.

I can tell.

That's disappointing, Logan.

No!

Wait!

I didn't mean that!

I'm sorry!

Please! Come back!

Didn't sleep?

Do you think some people are born evil?

I think...

everybody has the capacity to become evil.

It's down to a lot of things.

With a case like this one...

makes you wonder...

how does somebody become that person?

Van Dam said that it all stems from childhood.

But whoever's doing this is somebody's child.

Then what if, no matter what we do,

there are some things we can't control?

All we can do is love them.

What if love isn't enough?

Detective Superintendent Grace,

is it true that you believe

all the recent disappearances are linked?

Yes.

And we also have reason to suspect

that whoever is behind their abduction

may be responsible for two murders

we believe occurred approximately 30 years ago.

One is the unsolved murder of Catherine Mary Westerham,

a 19-year-old student

who failed to return to her residence

in Marpley Grove, Brighton, in December 1994.

The other is a young man identified as Dennis Paterson,

recovered earlier this week from Hove Lagoon.

At this time, the main focus of our investigation

is finding Logan, Evan, and Adrian.

And we appeal to any members of the public

who might have information

to contact the incident room on this number.

Detective Superintendent,

are you saying that there's a serial killer

that's been dormant for nearly 30 years

now active again in Brighton and Hove?

We are looking for a person or persons with local knowledge.

Someone is targeting young men and women

of a specific appearance.

The offender has already made a number of mistakes...

- Bullshit! - ...which we are not

prepared to disclose at this time.

We also have found evidence

that appears to indicate that the victims were branded.

- Branded? - "The Brighton Brander"?

Where were they branded?

What's the significance?!

Do you have any suspects, Detective Superintendent?

There is a person of interest who we are urgently seeking

to help us with our enquiries.

We believe his name to be Harrison Hunter.

We must stress that we are providing guidance

to Brighton's citizens

and increasing police visibility on our streets.

Young people in this city have a right not to live in fear.

The important thing is we don't want to create

a situation of panic.

We are confident of an imminent arrest.

But according to Detective Superintendent Grace,

you don't even have a suspect.

Assistant Chief Constable,

are you advising all young people to stay home?

Are you offering a reward for information?

What are you doing for the public to reassure them?

Why should you be the one to get all the glory?

'Cause I'm the only one getting my hands dirty

and you're putting us all at risk.

Well, I'm not the only one drawing attention to myself.

Felix has turned himself into quite the little influencer.

I've seen you online, accusing Logan's boyfriend.

I was trying to help take the focus off us

after the stunt you pulled.

You seem to have forgotten who's in charge here.

I'd tread very carefully if I were you.

You of all people should know what I'm capable of...

We are Adrian! We are Evan! We are Logan!

We need justice! We are Adrian! We are Evan!

We are Logan! We need justice! We are Adrian!

Okay, heads up.

This was sent to us care of The Argus.

"I don't make mistakes, but I do teach lessons.

Go to the Monumental Indian for a takeaway treat."

Look, I'm the Madras master,

and I know every curry gaff in this city.

I can tell you there is no Monumental Indian.

Somehow I don't think it means that kind of takeaway.

Well, given the way he's trying to make a statement with this,

it's likely to be somewhere significant,

somewhere that will attract attention.

The Chattri's actually one of our most beautiful

and overlooked landmarks.

It was built to commemorate Indian soldiers

- during the First World War. - Okay.

As much as I enjoy the history lesson,

you seem a little bit out of puff there, old-timer.

Do you, wanna stop, concentrate on your breathing?

Okay, one more "old-timer" joke and I'm gonna have you seconded.

Roy.

Do you think Logan's still alive?

She may not have long left.

This is not like his past victims.

This feels reactive.

I provoked him.

Hey.

Look, this isn't your fault.

Your strategy has become a tragedy,

and police tactics will now be blamed for these deaths.

Your tactics.

You provoked the offender with your press conference,

and in response, he has delivered two dead bodies.

How does that sit with you?

Well, judging by the crimes committed 30 years ago,

it's highly likely the perpetrator would have killed

these men regardless.

Apparently, you're trending... hashtag #BrightonBrander.

It's all over social media.

And I've alerted the crime and police commissioner

and the council's chief executive

and they are concerned that this whole thing

is going to become a commercial and tourist disaster.

Surely the disaster lies first and foremost

with the victims' families,

given that they here mistakenly told an arrest was imminent.

Sir.

I am seeing the bigger picture.

I've told the chief you are committed to these decisions,

you are running the operation, and we should trust you.

From the bruising visible

around Adrian Stanford's neck and the break to his hyoid,

he appears to have been strangled.

Also, we've had a closer look to some of his hair follicles,

and you were right.

It's been dyed very recently.

Evan Johnson's cause of death is very different.

Heavy lungs, water in the stomach, bloating,

discolouration all indicate drowning.

He also has ligature marks on the wrists and ankles,

extensive enough to indicate

that he was been held a prisoner leading up to his death.

Any sign of branding?

Both of them, on the left forearm,

though compared to Adrian, Evan's branding is less uniform,

which suggests it's been done in two stages

with the "DEAD" being branded not long before death,

giving it less time to heal.

And, for what it's worth, Roy, the time of death

of these men indicate they were dead

well before they were deposited at the Temple.

So he was killed before we spoke to the press.

Adrian's hair has been dyed recently.

So, if we're saying appearance is key for our killer,

maybe he wasn't expecting that.

Yeah, and he also ends up dead not long after being taken,

with injuries that don't match the other victims.

Combined with the lack of ligature marks,

which suggests there was very little period of captivity.

Perhaps it didn't go to plan this time.

- You okay? - Yeah, um...

Listen, I'll... I'll see you back at the station, okay?

Yeah.

- Marcel. - Roy.

I received the photo I asked for from the hospital.

I just wanted to be sure

it was the right moment for you to receive it.

Yeah. I'm ready.

Look, Marcel,

I'm really sorry. I just can't tell.

I really appreciate everything you're doing,

but, um, I think it's time I moved on.

There's someone else in my life, and we are expecting a baby.

If we wanted to be sure,

maybe you still have something of Sandy's

you could send me as a DNA sample.

Then you'll know for certain.

Look, I'll have a look, but I doubt it.

We moved house recently,

and I cleared out most of Sandy's stuff.

Okay. Well, let me know.

I am awaiting more information

from the investigator on the case.

So, if there's anything else, I will call you.

Okay. Thanks. And, uh, thank you, Marcel.

I-I really do appreciate it.

Yeah, well, the search at the Chattri's

still in progress.

- Anything to get from forensics? - Negative.

- You ready? - Yeah.

Right, so, looking at the traffic camera images

of the morning Adrian was taken,

he was wearing a helmet.

Now, at the postmortem,

they confirmed that his hair had been dyed.

His partner said it was blond until recently.

It's known as dichotomous reasoning.

Either our killer's plan is working perfectly,

or one flaw, however small,

and in his head, the whole thing is completely ruined.

So him discovering that Adrian's hair colour was different

to what he was expecting would have enraged him.

But then why leave the bodies out on display,

when the victims of 1994 were buried?

It could be a reaction.

After the press conference, his ego took a knock,

which makes him even more unpredictable.

Nick, anything back from intelligence or FBI?

Uh, no potential suspects in the last 30 years

that matches the profile who are neither behind bars or dead.

Bella, what would the profile be

on a serial killer's earliest offending behaviour,

say, age 15 at the time of their first murder?

Well, they often experience a trigger moment.

Ted Bundy, for instance, was rejected by a girlfriend,

and he apparently hunted women who looked exactly like her.

Okay. So, what if our killer is recreating a scenario

from his childhood or adolescence?

This could be where the drowning factors in.

Maybe this is our trigger.

Let's take a sift through all local incidents

going as far back as the 1980s,

narrowing it down to young people

with blond or brown hair.

And look in particular for anything involving water.

Now, Emily promises me that you'll be no trouble, Bobby.

So, when I'm in the bedroom, don't chew the furniture

and no pooing on the kitchen floor, yeah?

Good boy.

Yeah?

We think we might have something.

Two school pupils, Lisa White and Rex Spencer,

drowned in 1983 at Havendean Beach.

Now, their friend Edward Denning

tried to save them, but the current was too strong.

Look at the pictures of the victims.

Check out their hair.

"Detective Inspector Henry Gilbert of Hove Police

"said it looked like misguided high jinks

had gone gravely wrong."

I also found a Harrison Hunter

went to a school called Lark House in Sussex.

The school sent me copies from an old yearbook.

One of Hunter's classmates was an Edward Denning.

Several years after leaving school,

Hunter seems to vanish, no record of him anywhere.

Okay.

Track down anyone from the school

who might have known Hunter and Denning.

We need to talk to Detective Inspector Gilbert.

Ugh!

Ahh!

Hey!

Help!

Help! Help!

Some cases never leave you.

Denning was an only child.

Teachers described him as troubled.

No surprise, given his parents.

What do you mean by that?

Both were doctors,

intelligent people, but cold fish.

Never could prove how those poor kids ended up in the water.

His story just didn't feel right.

He told me he'd arranged to meet-up at the pier

with his friends Rex and Lisa.

He said he thought Rex

- was just playing a prank. - Oh, my God.

When Lisa saw he'd stopped breathing,

she jumped in, tried to reach Rex,

but then got into trouble herself.

Then he claimed he tried desperately to save her,

but could do nothing.

That's what he told me, anyway.

Help!

I was convinced it was no accident.

Help!

I just couldn't make it stick.

What his parents lacked in affection,

they made up for in legal resources.

Do you know where Edward Denning might be now?

Well, he went off the map soon after he left school.

Did you know his friend, Harrison Hunter?

Oh, yeah.

Arrogant lad.

He knew something, alright.

Harrison and his little puppet, Felix...

they just wouldn't talk.

I have no doubt it was Denning scared them into silence.

Something very wrong with that boy.

We've been chasing Harrison Hunter,

but maybe we were right that this isn't down

to just one person.

Could Harrison and Felix be working with Edward Denning?

Bella?

He's tried to take another victim.

Uh, we found specks of blood on the kitchen floor.

Hoping to extract a DNA profile.

We're also doing a sweep for prints and fibres.

Any luck with the house-to-house?

No. Neighbours neither saw or heard anything suspicious.

Fred Northshaw's at the station, though.

He's about to be interviewed.

So, what do we know about him?

Well, he's relatively new, came from London,

moved down here to open a restaurant.

This is the same doctor's surgery from the letter

Van Dam received about Harrison Hunter.

Only this one has a name... Dr. Edward Crisp.

Let's see.

Hang on. I recognise him.

Do you remember the video that Siobhan showed us?

Yeah, look.

Brighton Community Watch campaign.

That's him.

Could Edward Crisp be Edward Denning?

Yeah, but why the GP letter to Van Dam?

Well, it came from Crisp or it came from Hunter.

Yeah, but if they're working together,

why would one implicate the other?

Get Nick to find everything he can about Edward Denning.

We need to pay Dr. Crisp a visit.

Well, I-I can't speak for a man I've never met...

and who's obviously not who he says he is.

The thing is, I understand you don't actually need a...

a GP referral for private treatment.

That's right.

So, why has Harrison Hunter produced a fake referral letter?

And from your surgery in particular?

It's quite curious, don't you think?

Well, I mean, he's clearly a disturbed individual.

But that's... that's about all I can tell you.

And what about Dr. Van Dam?

We noticed that you've had work published

within the same field as him.

Have you ever crossed paths with him?

I'm aware of him,

but I've never had the honour of meeting him.

My work is amateur in comparison.

Looks like the perfect family.

Oh, yeah, yeah.

Centre of my universe.

Well, thank you, Dr. Crisp.

Thanks for your time.

Sorry, there's just... there's something else

I'd like to ask you.

It's... It's nothing to do with this line of enquiry.

It's a bit personal.

Well, I'm a GP. I've heard all.

Right, well...

recently I've been diagnosed with prostate cancer.

Oh, dear.

Yeah. The thing is, I'm... I'm getting conflicted messages

with regards to treatment.

Well, I know some very good specialists

I could refer you to.

Really? 'Cause that would be helpful.

But I... You know, I'd hate to impose.

Oh, no, nonsense. No, I appreciate your anxiety.

So, if you'd be so kind as to jot those details down?

Uh... sure.

Brilliant. Thanks.

Let's get that straight to the lab,

see if it matches the profile from Fred's house.

Will do.

That's an unexpected turn-up for the books, eh?

Yeah, very clever. He completely bought

the cancer yarn.

Did you notice the bite mark on his wrist?

Look, I didn't actually mean for you to find out like that.

But it actually wasn't a lie.

What?

I have prostate cancer, Roy.

Locally advanced.

Christ, Norman.

- I'm so sorry. - It'll do.

Just got to get on with it.

Wait. Wait. Wait. Hang on a second.

Roy, I just need

to keep on working, okay?

- Nick, what have you got? - You were right, boss.

Intel on Edward Denning is that he changed his name to Crisp

in 1986, after his mother remarried.

He's been a local GP for about 30 years.

His patient roster shows no links

to Logan, Evan, or Adrian,

but Fred Northshaw is registered with him,

as well as Martin and Maggie Horner.

Okay. Norman, we need a match

- on that DNA fast. - On it.

Nick, get me a team down here now.

We need to get back into this house with a warrant.

Hello?

Are you there?

Can we talk?

Can I please have some food?!

I don't feel so good.

Please.

Can you hear me?

Okay. Let's get everyone in position.

- Copy that. - Yes, sir.

We're just awaiting positive confirmation on the DNA

- from Fred Northshaw's house. - Right.

We know that Crisp has no compunction

about killing his victims.

And he may not be working alone.

The principal mission of this operation

is to rescue Logan alive.

Speed of entry is gonna be critical, okay?

Here we go.

Norman, any news?

Confirmed match, sir.

Get the branding bastard.

Great work. Let's go.

- Armed Police! - Armed Police!

- Show yourself! - Armed Police!

Posh or what?

Divorce papers.

Decree absolute.

It looks like they came through

just before Evan Johnson went missing.

Right. So he started re-offending

once his marriage was over.

So his wife didn't want him.

You can imagine what that must have done to his self-esteem.

Not such a perfect family after all.

Boss, place looks totally empty.

Load of ropes and harnesses in the garage,

along with a Mercedes and multiple cloned plates.

We need to find where the hell he's got to.

Tell them to leave no stone unturned.

This is a supremely intelligent man.

I want this place turned this place upside down.

Roy.

Goldstone Caravan park?

Yeah, but look at the name on the lease agreement...

Harrison Hunter.

Talk to me.

We've found shoe boxes full of photos

at Crisp's house.

I'm sending a few over now.

A couple of pictures

seem to have been taken locally on the coast,

but we can't identify where,

all images of three lads.

It looks like a young Crisp,

Harrison Hunter, and Felix Gore Parker.

I cross-referenced them in the yearbook.

Okay. Thanks, Bella.

Glenn?

So, is this where he's hunted them from?

Somewhere he can keep his activities

away from his home life, his marriage.

Where is he now?

Well, he would need somewhere isolated to keep his victims.

- Not far away. - Thank you.

She says they're standing in front of an old fort ruin

along this stretch of the coast.

Napoleonic, but the apparently

tunnels were added in the Victorian era.

Crisp must have known about the underground network.

It's quite the mess you've made.

And now the one project that was showing any promise

has disappointed you...

another girl who doesn't want to be saved.

What have you done?!

Just like Lisa White all over again.

Isn't this what you wanted?

One thing to do now.

You know it's the only way.

You saved me.

Over here!

I need your help!

Logan. Are you okay?

Let me show you where he is.

I left him here.

When I was in here, I would listen to how he moved around.

Sometimes he came and went the way we just did,

but other times, his footsteps went the other way.

Then they would just fade... and stop.

Glenn, stay with Logan. And call for back up.

We need uniform here now to secure the scene.

Look who's here, gentlemen.

Join us, Detective Superintendent.

Your accomplices, I presume?

How remiss of me.

Harrison Hunter and Felix Gore Parker.

The same Harrison Hunter who contacted Jacob Van Dam?

Van Dam deserved it...

Discrediting your research...

...paper that took years of work,

as if he were the sole authority in the field.

Then at a conference, I went to confront Van Dam.

He completely snubbed me.

That must have made you feel very unworthy.

The referral letter was an interesting touch.

I mean, why incriminate a friend?

For the last time, I didn't...

- ...name you in it. - Name you in it.

You also told Van Dam about the brand on Logan.

He's right.

Harrison claims he was defending your honour,

when really he was...

He was to sabotage us.

To gain control.

All for the sake of ego.

- Someone had to be a leader. - Leader!

- And besides... - Adrian Stanford,

Fred Northshaw... those were your mistakes.

I didn't make you into the monster.

Look what you did to us.

I-I warned you.

I didn't want to hurt my friends,

but you left me no choice.

- Your mind was already made up. - Your mind was already made up.

Just like it was with poor little Rex Spencer.

Poor little Lisa White.

She...

She couldn't see that I'd saved her.

She rejected me, j-just like Logan.

Just like Catherine.

It's a shame really.

If only they'd understood.

I never mean to hurt my projects.

They always fail me in the end.

You set them up to fail,

telling yourself they have a choice,

but we both know they don't.

Be honest with yourself.

There will always be another project,

and you will never be satisfied.

No woman can ever fill the hole that Lisa left,

just like killing Dennis, Evan, and Adrian...

it's not gonna change men like Rex Spencer.

Men like that need to be taught a lesson,

need to see the error of their ways.

No, the doctor in you thinks you can cure them,

therefore curing yourself of the guilt.

You cannot correct history,

and you are not their saviour.

Roy? Are you there?

Ugh!

Roy! Roy!

We need to get out!

- Marcel. - Hi, Roy.

I've received some further information from the inspector

handling the unidentified woman.

They're looking into the vehicle that hit her,

but in the meantime,

they have recovered an item that was found near her.

Have a look and see if you recognize it.

Roy?

Are you there, Roy?

Roy?

You have a visitor.

Hey. How's the old boy doing?

I'll leave you two to it.

Any news on Crisp?

No. They, uh, need to declare the tunnels secure

before they start digging.

We should know more soon.

You... You alright?

Marcel's found Sandy in a Munich ICU.

What?

A woman was knocked down in the centre of the city,

- no identification. - Yeah, but...

She had the bracelet, Glenn.

The one that went missing from my house.

So, Sandy's alive?

I didn't want to admit it was possible.

Uh... what, are you saying

she was back in your house?

Have you...

Have you told Cleo?

I'm scared of losing everything.

Listen, ever since you and Cleo became an item,

from her point of view there has always,

always been three of you.

She's probably laid awake at night

wondering what would happen if Sandy ever came back.

Look, now is your chance to show her that it doesn't matter.

What if it backfires?

The only way it will backfire

is if you stand over Sandy's bedside

and you realise that you're with the wrong person.

Now, you tell me.

Is that gonna happen?

No. No.

Not in a million years.

Look, if you love Cleo, like I know you do,

then just show her, okay?

Show her that she is not losing you to a ghost.

Oh, mate.

You do not have to slay your demons alone.

Do we know... anything

about what happened to her?

No, she was in a coma when she was admitted.

Ever since I fell in love with you, I...

I always feared that this was a possibility.

What I said before, about wanting to move on,

about having a future with you,

this...

It doesn't change that.

I thought I would never find answers,

but now I can.

I can finally have closure.

We can finally have closure.

Whatever happens,

it doesn't matter.

I'm with you.

Let's...

Let's face this together.

Let's go and see her together.

And then we can finally put this thing to rest...

for good.

Is there any news?

Well, they've just started digging.

Most of the network collapsed entirely after we got out.

I won't be happy until I see his body.

Even in the remote possibility that he survived,

I very much doubt, he would be foolish enough to go after you.

How are you and Jamie?

I persuaded him it was time to let me go.

You have to like who you are when you're with someone.

A report came back with dissociative identity disorder.

Oh, yeah, the old imaginary friend excuse.

See if he wasn't brown bread.

I bet you any money, he'd have walked with an insanity plea.

Nah, it looks like Crisp was smart

and waited sometime after leaving school

before killing Harrison and Felix.

They were living in different cities at the time,

so police never made a link between their disappearances.

Mm. By the sounds of it,

maybe his friends knew too much.

Potting.

Oh, no. No.

No. Thanks so much for calling.

Oh, not at all.

Please pass on my apologies to Detective Superintendent Grace

for cutting our little reunion short.

I do hope he enjoyed the company of my friends.

I hope he didn't think that by professing such proclivities

I want to be punished.

Or even caught.

No, quite the opposite.

I'm above all that.

I know you won't make the fatal mistake of coming after me.

Now, DS Potting,

I promised I'd come back on some prostate cancer advice.

After all, I am still a doctor.

I've actually sent you an e-mail, Norman.

Bye for now.

Yeah, well, even I know it's in poor taste to yell "surprise."

Ready?

Yeah.