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[upbeat music]

Alright Jackie?

[scoffs] Danny...

You've got an unidentified female?

[Jackie] She was found hanging in her bedroom.

[cries] It's Christina!

My daughter.

Christina's been murdered.

There's no evidence to support that.

[Danny] You're her girlfriend.

Wife.

[cheering and laughing]

Jackie) You let her down, is that it?

[Danny] What?

You want the post-mortem to say that it's not your fault.

[rattling]

[Nicola] You found her in bed with a girl.

[Danny] She was a child.

You couldn't accept her as she was.

She killed herself.

[Danny] But I can find out why she died alone, frightened.

[Nicola] / don't have those answers that you're looking for.

Well, then who does?

You should try Maia, she runs The Crimson Orchid.

[humming sound]

[car driving]

[tense music]

[Danny turns car off]

[phone rings]

[call is cut]

[melancholic music]

[Christina] Where have you been this whole time?

[tense music]

You really thought that !/ worked in events.

Where have you been this whole time?

[tense music]

Just have to find another way.

[echoing] way... way... way...

[unclips seatbelt]

[theme music]

[car door opens]

[answerphone] You have three new messages.

Danny, it's Richard. Er, please call me.

Call me the minute you get this. Er, please Danny, it's, it's important.

I... I know what you took from the mortuary.

Er, please Danny, I'm worried about you. [intercom buzzes]

Erm... Look, I can't begin to imagine what, what you must be feeling.

I just don't want you to er...

You know, I mean, given the difficulties you've had

and the efforts we've all made to, to, to get you into a better place. |, I...

[Danny hangs up]

[intercom buzzes]

[Maia] Yes, Exotic Bloom?

I'm looking for Maia.

We're closed.

| only need a few minutes.

Come back tonight. We open at nine.

I'm not here for a lap dance.

Maia's not here.

Then I'll speak to you.

Or would you prefer me come back with

Her Majesty's Revenue and Customs and my colleagues from Vice?

[sighs] Through the door to the right.

[tense music]

[door buzzes]

[door opens]

[door clangs shut]

[Maia speaking on phone]

Yeah, yeah.

Okay.

Good of you to let me know.

[Maia] How can I help you?

So, which are you?

Exotic Bloom or Crimson Orchid?

I'm the manager.

Should I call you Maia?

I'm making enquiries... about Christina.

Christina Frater.

Well... We have a Crystal.

A young woman is dead.

Very possibly murdered.

She's murdered?

So, you do know her?

Was she one of your girls?

Was she one of your girls?

What then?

[sighs] We partied together.

Was that all?

That's it.

When was the last time you saw her?

Saturday before last.

What time?

Well, it was about two. We were closing up.

| let her stay upstairs on the sofa.

And why would you do that?

Well, she was in a bit of a state.

What kind of state?

Drunk.

High maybe.

She was, she was bleeding from her ear and her face was bruised.

Did she tell you what happened?

No, she just kept saying she'd done something terrible.

She wouldn't say what.

What did you think?

Honestly? [laughs] | thought it was some kind of domestic.

—It wouldn't be the first time. —Between her and Nicola”?

You've spoken to her?

Mm-hmm.

[quietly] Jealous bitch.

She was complimentary about you too.

Yeah, I'll bet.

She pretty much implied that you were Christina's pimp.

[laughs] Fuck her.

Have I touched a nerve?

This is a licensed premises.

Who are you kidding? It's a knocking shop.

Look, get out!

Is this it?

Is this what?

The, err, Members' Lounge?

What do you call it? The VIP Room?

Where they come for the added extras?

This is for the private dances.

And hand jobs.

Come on, Maia, don't be coy.

What exactly do you want?

Other than to bad mouth my girls and me.

The names of Christina's clients.

What clients?

The ones she brought here.

She didn't work here.

Well, then the ones she picked up here and took back to her place.

[laughs] You are way off beam.

I'm only going on what her wife said.

Yeah, well Christina lied to her about pretty much everything.

-Why would she do that? -To keep her off her back.

She didn't like men.

Not like that.

Needs must.

Oh!

You have got no idea about needs, mister.

Who the fuck are you?

| showed you my card.

Show me again.

I'm her father.

Her father's dead.

Wishful thinking.

No... He died in a motorbike accident.

It's another lie, I'm afraid.

Is the thing about the pony true?

[laughs]

Fuck me. I'm so fucking gullible.

What was I thinking? | can't even imagine Christina on a horse.

So, you did end up buying her one then?

Yeah.

Look, you've got the wrong idea about your daughter, okay?

Or maybe you have.

Trust me.

| introduced her to a bunch of guys, including the owner of this place.

No dice.

What about female clients?

We don't get many women in here, do we?

She had a roll of banknotes in her flat as thick as my arm.

She didn't get those playing the penny slots.

Yeah, well, she didn't have any clients. At least not like that.

Another kind of client then?

Maia...

What other kind of clients, Maia?

[sighs]

You said you partied together.

Pretty fuckin' hard from what I hear.

Did you supply her?

Is that it?

Is that what?

Did she sell a bit on the side?

Hey. Hey!

You need a warrant to go poking around in my shit.

Hey, excuse me!

[rattling glasses]

You break it, you fucking pay for that!

[rattling sound]

[tense music]

Hey, I could file a complaint, you know?

Abuse of powers, arbitrary search.

[rustling sound]

You didn't tell me how she died.

[drawer slams shut] Post-mortem said she hung herself.

But you think otherwise.

What, so, that's why you're obsessed with the idea

that she slept with men for money.

Move.

[scoffs] There is nothing here.

Move.

-Stop, stop! -Ah, ah!

[high tempo music]

[tense music]

Look... It's not how it looks!

It looks like Possession with Intent to Supply.

-Enough to shut this place down, bye-bye. —Please!

| need this job.

Then I'd start talking if I were you.

Nicola said Christina changed when she started hanging out with you.

Did you get her into this?

She was dealing before we met.

- I doubt that. -Yeah, you would.

Remember the scooter she used to go around on when she was still at school?

-How do you know about that? -How do you think she paid for that?

Her mother helped her out.

Yeah, she told her mum the same thing about you.

Christina wouldn't have lasted five minutes in that world.

It's changed. You should know that.

They deal online using messaging apps.

Emojis tell you what they sell.

Snowflakes. Smiley face. Maybe a diamond.

You can pay by money transfer. They'll even courier it to you.

No need for face to face. It's all digital.

-Sounds traceable. -It's not. The apps are encrypted.

As long as you're careful with your phone,

you don't deposit money in your bank account, it's fine.

So what do you use? Cryptocurrency?

Mm. That would do it.

You still have to source the product.

| mean...

The stuff she was dealing when | met her was not that serious.

Weed. Maybe a bit of speed.

What about these?

That's Rhino ket.

What's Rhino ket?

Mexy. Methoextamine.

It's like ketamine, only a bit stronger. | never saw her deal anything like that.

Just coke then?

Talk to me.

There was a guy.

Used to come in here a lot.

We dated for a bit. Nothing heavy.

Just, you know, the odd weekend away here and there.

They weren't exactly mini-breaks.

What then?

Well, he was meeting people. Making connections.

Then he started asking me to go on my own.

Less risky for him.

What was in it for you?

Cash.

A bit of the merchandise to sell on the side.

What about Christina?

| started taking her along with me.

We had a laugh.

You got her involved?

Oh, come on.

She was no innocent.

So, what happened?

The guy... found out.

Well, what, he was furious?

No. He was delighted, more like.

| dunno. I think they knew each other from before.

Did she tell you that?

| don't remember. | just know they hit it off.

She started dealing for him.

Online still.

But you know, higher volume, Class As.

More money for everyone.

Well... they cut me out.

[phone rings]

Christina doubled crossed you?

She put her own priorities first.

You fell out?

Well, we didn't see each other for a while.

Where were you between one and two AM?

Oh come on, you're not pinning this shit on me.

| was here until well past three.

Christina was my friend.

She could charm the birds from the trees. | couldn't stay mad at her.

[phone rings]

| need to take this.

[Susannah] Daniel?

Daniel, speak to me.

Susannah.

Richard said you've seen her.

This morning.

And there's no doubt it's her?

Our little girl.

Susannah, don't.

! need to see her for myself.

Will you come with me?

Please, Daniel.

I've gotta go.

[ethereal music]

[Christina] You should go.

[echoing] go... go... go...

Be there for her.

[echoing] be there for her... for her...

It's never too late.

[echoing] too late... too late...

[sombre music]

[Maia on phone] Okay. I've gotta go.

I've gotta go.

[tense music]

Was that him?

The guy you were talking about?

Have you got kids?

That's none of your business.

Do they know what Mummy does for a living?

Fuck you.

I'm sorry, I...

| just thought as a parent...

you might erm...

you know, er...

please...

I've told you everything I know.

Except his name.

If I give you that...

Then...

you get this back.

And this goes no further?

I've got enough on my plate.

Jaisal.

[tense music]

That's all I've got.

Call him.

[scoffs] No way.

Call him!

He won't pick up.

Then call him and leave a message with my number.

| can't get involved in this shit.

You're neck fucking deep in it!

Hi. This is Maia.

Um, I'm just calling to leave you a number.

Zero seven seven zero zero.

Nine six zero eight six zero.

Thank you.

| wouldn't go there on my own.

He's a nasty piece of work.

You should lie low.

I will.

[door buzzes] Hey, erm...

She... she'd never take her own life.

| know she could be self-destructive but she erm...

she knew how to laugh at herself.

No matter how bad it got.

[door buzzes]

[door clangs]

[phone rings]

Hello?

[Jaisal] Danny.

Long time no speak.

Who is this?

Jaisal.

Do I know you?

Of course you do.

Do you know the old Pump House, south of the river?

I'll see you there.

[racy music]