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Killed in a hit-and-run in Lewisham last night.

Police have not yet released the woman's name

but they are treating the death as suspicious

and have asked for witnesses.

Mum's gone to work. Want some toast?

Yeah. Sure.

- What were you doing out there? - Nothing.

Nuffing.

Look, I'm sorry about Spencer, Ry.

I hope they catch who done it.

They won't.

That's yours. I gotta go, okay?

Thanks.

He cut me!

Ry, what's going on?

Ryan Kennedy?

Who's asking?

I'm Sarah Collins. This is Lee Coutts.

We're detectives from the Met.

You're not in any trouble. It's about your friend Spencer.

Can we come in?

- How are you doing, Ryan? - Good.

You and Spence were close.

I heard how upset you were when you called 999.

We know you were there, Ryan.

No comment.

That's for suspects.

You're not a suspect, you're a witness.

Whatever. I don't know anything.

Is that like the not knowing

that doesn't want to talk to the police?

Because if it is, there's a way you can talk to us

without it ever being linked back to you.

No, I'm good.

Do you not want justice for Spencer?

Sorry.

You made me nervous, the way your hand moved.

Have you -- Have you got something?

Come on, mate, just show us.

I let you guys in,

and you said I weren't gonna be in any trouble.

You're right. You asked us in.

We just want to talk.

But you made us nervous. I think you've got a knife.

And it's not against the law for you to have it in here,

but I think we'd feel a lot better

if it was out in the open.

Can I take it?

That's a zombie knife.

I'm afraid that is illegal.

This time I'm not gonna arrest you,

but we will have to keep it.

Can we talk about Spencer?

I want to find whoever killed him. Don't you?

No comment.

You called last night.

Yeah. Sarah Collins came to my flat.

She wanted to know about Ryan Kennedy.

What'd you tell her?

I didn't say anything about Perseus.

Good.

But I gave her the VRM of the car

that picked up Ryan outside Farlow.

I'm sorry. I didn't have a choice.

Well, yeah, you did.

You just don't give her the information.

It's a murder inquiry. A dead kid.

Yeah. Fair enough.

Don't worry about it. It's alright.

Calling you at home, I...

I hope I didn't cause any trouble.

No. It's fine. Come in.

Let me tell you about Ryan Kennedy.

Elaine?

At bloody last. You overslept or something?

We've been with Ryan Kennedy.

- Oh, yeah, you said. Silly me. - What Is it?

Oh, girl killed in a hit-and-run last night

might be connected to Spencer.

How?

One, she was hit by a Touareg.

Same model, same colour as the one

that picked up Ryan after his arrest.

Two, first on scene checked the call log.

An hour before Spencer was killed,

she called the same number that Ryan did

after Spencer was killed.

So, they both knew our mystery man.

Yep. I'm heading to the scene now.

- I sent you a pin. Gov.

Ryan Kennedy. Ryan's dad, Aaron Kennedy.

He and Shakiel were mates.

Started as baby drug dealers

working out of the bedroom of Shakiel's mum's flat.

That was the first time that I nicked Shakiel --

possession, more than 10 years ago now.

D. 2016." He's dead?

Yeah. Yeah, killed by him. Daniel Harris.

But we didn't know that he'd killed Ryan's dad

until he himself was killed two years later.

By now I'm a DS in the murder squad,

and it is the second time that I nick Shakiel.

Harris was stabbed in a nightclub

in the middle of a crowded dance floor.

No one saw a thing.

I interviewed people with Harris's blood all over them.

- None of them saw a thing. - CCTV?

No, by the time we'd arrived, the hard drive had disappeared.

But we knew it was working

because licensing had checked it two days previous.

The owner was prosecuted for perverting.

She just sucked it up,

entered a guilty plea, served her 12 months.

But you know it was Shakiel?

He waited two years, two years to do it in public

so everybody knew.

No one's crossed him. Not then, not since.

- Sounds like you admire him. - Maybe.

I mean there's nothing gangster about him,

no bling, no swagger.

But I also hate him.

He's got two kids in private school, houses,

apartments, lawyers, accountants,

and he uses children to deal his drugs, and if they cross him...

Well, if they cross him, they die.

Spencer Cardoso was a child, and he's dead.

Don't you have something somewhere in all of this

to help Sarah Collins find his killer?

That's not the point, Lizzie.

If Collins gets any intel from Perseus,

it will affect how she talks to,

how she deals with the witness,

and that's gonna get back to Shakiel, it just would,

which in turn would jeopardise everything that I've worked for.

Everything. Two years of my life gone.

You're not okay, are you? Something's happened.

Nothing's happened.

Kieran, it's me.

My wife kicked me out.

Because of my phone call.

Yeah, well, I did promise her

I wouldn't work with you again, so.

Then I'll leave. Right now. I'll go.

No.

No. I don't want you to.

Word.

Hey.

Bastard nearly took her leg off.

Why are we saying it's a homicide?

Farlow CID said they have a witness.

Working girl. Same as this poor kid.

Witness saw a car stopped at the light.

She thought Oh, new girl's got a punter.

Car moves towards her, and then it just leaps forward.

Girl starts running, car keeps accelerating.

Bang. Car hits her, keeps on going.

New girl?

Witness hadn't seen her before.

And there was no ID, only the phone,

which was like a burner, nothing personal.

- Traffic-light cams? - No.

Probably why they use this spot.

If you won't let me through, ask them to come out.

They'll want to hear this.

Ash Curren, Farlow CID.

He's the one who briefed me.

Arif. Hi.

Sarah Collins. You got something?

Okay, no small talk, then.

I haven't got anything. This clever clogs has.

- He just ID'd our girl. - I was first on scene.

I had a feeling that I'd seen her around,

so I talked to the girls who work Gallowstree Lane,

and they recognised her.

Please tell me you didn't take a photo of the body.

- He described her. - I'm not a fucking idiot.

Yeah, right. Sorry, Arif.

Her name's Alexandra Moss, known as Lexi.

The girls didn't understand why she was out here.

It's not her usual patch.

Did you get an address for her?

Flat 76, Portland Tower.

Thanks.

Oh, she was a beauty. What happened?

Is that a reason to kill her?

Run her over with a fucking great car?

Sarah?

Sarah?

Three years ago, two people fell right past this window.

But Lexi wasn't living here then.

She was winning prizes at drama school.

Can we worry about her?

Yeah, of course. Sorry.

Okay, I've got the number plate for the Touareg.

Traffic cam half a mile before the hit is false.

That vehicle is sitting on a teacher's driveway in Cardiff.

So, she was hit by a ringed vehicle.

It's even more evidence it's murder.

And I tracked down the VRM Lizzie Adama gave you.

It's a rental.

I got the name and address of the guy who rented it.

They're both false.

But Mr. Fake Name rented it a few times.

And he called this morning,

to ask if he could keep it for another day.

Good. Get over there.

See if he's --

Sarah Collins...

- See if he's on the office CCTV. - I know.

You're not the boss of me.

Sorry, who is this?

Mary Shaw, Kieran's wife. I need to see you.

What about?

I tell you face to face or not at all.

4:00 p.m., homicide command.

- Do you -- - I know where That is.

Mrs. Shaw, does your husband --

Yo, Jodie. Yo, Shell.

What's going on?

Don't pretend you don't know!

- She's dead! - What?

Lexi! Shakiel killed her.

Ran her over with a fucking car!

Shakiel did. Shakiel!

Yeah. He quizzed me a bit.

Then asked me if I wanted to step up.

Meaning he wants you to do what?

His driver? His wingman? What about Jarral?

My gut says Shakiel doesn't rate Jarral,

not as much as Jarral thinks.

It'd be amazing.

I mean Shakiel hasn't really trusted anyone

since Aaron Kennedy was killed.

- Do you think you can Do it? - I can try.

He's still jumpy, though.

Half suspects the Met has an op going against him.

Fact is he pretty well described Perseus, including the UCs.

You think we've got a leak?

It's more that he feels the Met is holding back,

watching him, you know?

Yo, Steve!

It's Ryan.

Hurry up!

Gotta go, Ryan Kennedy's downstairs.

Ryan Kennedy. Pain in my arse.

Kennedy was my foot in the door, man.

No Ryan, no Shakiel.

Got to go.

Gonna make myself some breakfast.

Bun and cheese. You want one?

Ginger beer's on the table.

Are you okay, man?

I mean, I thought you were gonna kick down the door.

Yeah, I'm alright.

I just can't stop thinking about Spence.

I was there.

When Spence was shanked, I-I was -- I was with him.

It was a setup, man.

That crack whore Lexi asked Shaks for a fix,

so -- so he sent us down with the food.

But she wasn't there.

Just two guys.

They stabbed Spence.

He cut me!

Hey! Help!

Hey. Hey.

Hey, it's good.

It'll be alright.

It's good, man.

Let it out. Let it out, hear?

I went -- I went back to Shaks.

I told him that we got to do something to pay 'em back.

And he just did nothing, bro. Nothing!

Until today.

What do you mean?

Lexi.

He had her killed.

One of the skets, Michelle, from Gallowstree Lane.

Said a car hit her, ran right over her.

It's as if Shaks wanted everyone to know.

Want one?

Do you know them? The guys that killed Spence?

One was Black.

Tall.

Had a tattoo on his neck.

Like a bird.

Lee got this from the rental company.

It's the guy who rents the Touareg,

under a fake name and address.

It looks like he killed Lexi.

So, did he kill Spencer too?

DC Adama said that the Touareg picked up Ryan Kennedy

outside Farlow nick.

Ryan and Spencer are friends.

So Touareg man is likely on Spencer's side.

If Lee's right and he didn't kill Spencer,

then why was Lexi killed?

Hang on. Try this. Lexi was a junkie, okay?

So they often get pressured.

You know, you're buying from the Soldiers now, not the Bluds.

Lexi calls up Mr. Big, she wants a fix.

Spencer and Ryan go to deliver.

But Lexi's not there, Spencer's killer is.

He stabs Spencer. It sends a message.

This is our territory now.

And then Ryan calls up Mr. Big to say they set us up.

So Mr. Big deals with Lexi.

Probably next will be whoever killed Spencer.

It's good.

And if you're right it means the guy with the hair

works for Mr. Big.

The guy who's phone use suggests

that he is a drug dealer.

Elaine and I will head to Dalton Tower,

the source of most of these calls.

Archie, Lee, head back to where Lexi was killed.

Talk to the girls, talk to their punters if you can.

We need to track him down.

Otherwise, the next thing we'll find

is the Touareg torched and all the forensics with it.

This can't be right.

A shitty basement in a tower block?

I know you. You're that detective.

You here to sort this out, then?

What's the problem?

He uses this like it's his office.

What do you mean, his office?

Victor Big Black guy.

Sits right there, makes calls, does his drug business.

Do you know what -- - Thank you.

We'll let them know down at the station.

- They'll send someone round. - Yeah.

Yeah.

Why did you stop me questioning him?

This has got to be our guy.

The one Ryan called, the one Lexi called.

Earth to Sarah?

This has got to be our guy, don't you think?

Them that ask no questions

What?

It's a poem about smugglers.

My dad used to read it to me and my sister

when we were little.

God, you're weird.

And why did you stop me questioning that old geezer?

Because we have just walked into an undercover police operation.

What, and you know who the undercover detective...

I get it.

Lexi.

Had her killed.

One of the skets, Michelle, from Gallowstree Lane.

Said a car hit her, ran right over her.

It's as if Shaks wanted everyone to know.

- Fill It in. - Sure.

- and then send It over to me. - Okay.

Liz. What's up?

Hey, um...

Hit and run in Lewisham this morning. Know anything about it?

It was last night, actually.

Victim was Alexandra Moss.

- Lexi. - Yeah. That's her. Working girl.

- Definitely murder? - Yeah.

She was run down by a white Touareg with ringed plates.

What's going on? Why are you asking?

- Um, doesn't matter. - Liz, tell me.

Uh, I can't, I'm sorry. Thanks, Arif.

A prostitute called Lexi Moss was killed last night.

Run over.

Pelvis crushed, left leg basically amputated.

She was mentioned on Steve's tape the day before yesterday.

Ryan Kennedy mentioned her.

We could've seen she was at risk.

- We could've intervened. - How?

Warned her. Got her off the streets.

Telling her what, exactly?

That we have an undercover officer, that she might --

Oh, don't patronise me, Kieran, I know we can't do that.

But we can do something.

What? What?

We let Shakiel Oliver brutally murder an innocent woman.

Do you know that Shakiel did it?

Personally? Did he say it on the tape?

- Ryan blamed Shakiel. - That's not the same.

What if Sarah Collins found this out?

And how might she do that?

Sarah's SIO on Lexi's case

because it connects to Spencer's.

Shakiel connects them.

You know you're sitting on stuff

that can help her out on both cases.

- So, Sarah could arrest Shakiel? - Yes.

Does it matter what we arrest him for

as long as we arrest him?

Lizzie, think.

Why has Shakiel not spent one night in a jail cell, not one?

- Because he's clever. - Yes, but also clean.

I guarantee you that Shakiel did not run Lexi Moss down.

Yes, he might've given the order, but can we prove it? No.

I guarantee he knows who killed Spencer.

Ryan Kennedy does too.

But are either of them gonna tell us?

Of course not.

They're their own little world, Lizzie, and Shakiel is its king.

And, yes, if Sarah got any of the information,

she could arrest Shakiel.

But will she win at trial? Would it even go to trial?

No. It'll be a meaningless victory.

No justice for Lexi, no justice for Spencer.

And Shakiel? Even more untouchable.

Hey.

We're gonna bring down the king.

We're gonna catch him in possession of a car boot

full of automatic weapons,

and he will go to jail for a very long time.

But it is your choice, Lizzie.

You can be like Sarah

and feel righteous and good about yourself,

or you can stay here and do the ugly work

and make an actual difference.

Up to you.

Oh, Christ, I forgot. I'll see you in there.

Mrs. Shaw. Sorry I'm late.

It's okay.

I have evidence about the Portland Tower case.

What evidence?

Before I tell you, I want to know what you'll do with it.

I won't do anything. I'm not DSI.

It's not my responsibility anymore.

Plus, the Crown Prosecution Service said

that they weren't taking the case to trial

so the evidence would have to be overwhelming.

It is.

Also, you could be in legal trouble yourself for concealing

whatever it is you have for so long.

I don't care. So what will you do?

Or must my next call be to the press?

I will talk to DSI.

They'll meet with you and discuss what it is you have.

I want you to be there.

- I don't need to be. - you do.

You're the only one I trust.

I'll give you 24 hours, then I'm gonna call The Guardian.

Lizzie Michelle Jones?

What?

Can we talk inside?

Sorry.

I just put the kid down, and if she wakes now,

she'll never sleep.

I want to ask you about Lexi Moss.

I know you knew her, and you know she was killed.

And, well, we want to get whoever did it.

Whoever did it.

If that's all you lot know, then you really are useless.

There's a difference between knowing

and actually getting someone.

We need witnesses. We can offer protection.

A shitty little flat in Stoke-on-Trent?

My kid growing up alone? No, thanks.

- Michelle -- - Sorry. I said No.

Can you go?

I don't like being seen talking to you.

You're cute, but anyone can see you're a cop.

Okay.

Yo.

Shakiel.

New ride?

It's the wife's.

Come for a drive.

Thing is I got ice cream in here,

I don't want it to melt, you get me?

- Just give me a sec, yeah? - Sure.

Don't let the ice cream melt.

Call me when you've spoken to her.

I'll be at the first meeting. After that it's all yours.

Bye.

Elaine.

Did we hear back about the CCTV at Yilmaz on Gallowstree Lane,

the night it went down?

Actioned to Farlow nick --

Yilmaz one, Farlow nil.

- They haven't done it. - can you follow That up?

- Why me? - Because it's your bloody job.

Yes, Lee.

Been speaking to the girls,

none of them saw anything, heard anything, know anything.

Why are you calling me then?

Because one of them, Michelle, said and I quote,

Why can't you lot get

One of us? Who?

She said it was a Black detective, young, pretty.

She said she even offered her witness protection.

Okay. Thanks. Get back here.

Yeah, you learnt that new sound today?

So proud of you.

Hi.

No. No. No. You can't do this.

You want to talk, talk to my boss.

Who is your boss? DS Curren at Farlow?

He said you'd been transferred, an off-borough assignment.

So give me the name of your new boss and I'll talk to him

and ask why one of his detectives

is questioning my witnesses on my case.

Or you could talk to me.

Come on, sweetheart.

Look at all the toys.

Ah. Look at them.

Go on, then.

Tell me off, give me a lecture, whatever.

Why were you talking to Michelle Jones?

Okay, I'll tell you.

You were talking to her about Lexi Moss,

because Lexi's murder is connected to the boy

you arrested, Ryan Kennedy,

and the murder of his friend Spencer,

and you're upset and you want to know why, and who.

Great, well, you already know everything,

so why are you bothering me?

Because I've hit a wall of silence in the community,

which I've come to expect.

But I'm also hitting a wall of silence from the police,

which I don't expect.

Which isn't right.

And so you know, I don't care about task forces

and secret operations,

even if Steve Bradshaw is involved.

I care about two young lives. I care about the law.

Life's so simple for you.

Black and white, I'm right, you're wrong.

No. - Well, it's not black and white.

If you had any imagination,

you'd know that there are competing priorities

and loyalties and doubts and fears

and that right isn't always right

and that the law often doesn't fucking work

and that sometimes people just can't talk.

They're burning...

You know, someone said something to me,

when I was still a cadet.

They said, if you ever find yourself asking

should I do this?

You already know you shouldn't.

- What does That even mean? - That right Is always Right.

And the reason you talked to Michelle

is that you know something's messed up,

someone's priorities are messed up.

And I know it's unfair to pressure you,

but I will do whatever it takes

to find out who murdered Spencer and Lexi.

So who's this?

Oh for fuck's sake.

Ujal Jarral.

He's on the PNC.

Thank you.

Ujal Jarral, run him through the PNC.

Soon as you have an address,

get it to me and get a team over there.

Yes, now, before he gets rid of the evidence.

One of the mums invited us for dinner.

Now my wife's all worried about soup spoons.

- Soup spoons. - Yeah.

These people are very inclusive.

I don't give a shit, but I want my boys to be included.

I want them to be included to the max.

That's why I want us to talk.

Uh-huh. Not in this car.

I got a move coming, a game-changer --

something that makes everything up until now,

the Bluds, Soldiers,

whatever, look like kids playing in a sand box.

I'm thinking do I need to keep pushing my luck?

Haven't I got enough already?

I can go to dinner parties.

Watch my kids learn how to play rugby.

I've watched you.

You're at peace with yourself.

Me, feel like that bird in the play, you know,

in blood stepped in so far.

It's old, bruv.

So is it time to get out?

Honestly, this is way over my head, you know.

What does Jarral say?

Ask Jarral?

You're kidding me.

Jarral's thick as shit, bruv.

He's dumb.

He does the stuff I won't go near.

He's just my dog. Who talks to their dog?

No. I'm talking to you, Steve.

If your gut's telling you it's enough,

then you should listen to your gut.

My boys.

Nice-looking kids.

Yeah.

You don't mind making your own way home, do you?

I want to keep my boys clean.

No problem.

You want to know what I know...?

You can try walking away from the street,

but the street won't walk away from you.

Number 42.

There's no sign of the Touareg but there is a garage.

And there is an alley behind the house.

Okay.

Elaine, take a car and two officers.

Watch the back in case he gets stupid.

Lee, with me.

Elaine, he could be coming your way.

What do you expect me to do?

Stop him.

The boys are on it.

Hello. You're under arrest.

Why you doing this?

We have a warrant for your husband's arrest,

and to search your house.

I want a lawyer. I got a kid here.

Hey, I'm Sarah. What's your name?

- Shania. That's a lovely name.

If you don't have a solicitor, you should call one.

In the meantime, can you unlock the garage?

Sorry, key's lost.

If you're not able to unlock the garage,

we will have to force the lock.

No way, you're not doing that.

- Shania! - Thank you, Shania.

One white Touareg, damaged.

Alright, I'll tell him now. Bye.

Ujal Jarral's just been arrested.

Charged with murder.

Lexi Moss.

How'd they get onto him?

Traffic cams and CCTV, apparently.

There's something else.

Steve just uploaded a voice file,

him and Shakiel.

- What Did They talk about? - The big move.

Shakiel's having second thoughts, he might pull out.

And Steve, well, Steve didn't exactly

encourage him to stay in.

Look, if Shakiel pulls out of the deal,

what the hell are we going to do?

We will have wasted two fucking years, for what?

Let's not jump to conclusions.

Erm, send me that voice file, go home, get some rest.

Her mum is standing there, saying "Sorry, we lost the key,"

and then this little angel, she must've been about five,

she just appears behind her mum,

with this great big grin, she says "Here's the key."

You should've seen mum's face.

I bet.

Oh, so you got the guy that ran over that girl.

Good.

The killer of Spencer Cardoso however...

Actually, something else came up at work today,

out of nowhere --

the Portland Tower case.

The Portland Tower case.

What?

Actually, I can't talk about it.

Okay, whatever. Let's eat.

If your gut's telling you it's enough,

then you should listen to your gut.

Hey.

Did you ID Jarral for Sarah Collins?

Yes. She came round again, alright?

She practically barged in.

She had a CCTV photo.

She would've got to him in the end anyway.

You knew who he was because of Perseus.

Yeah. But he's not the target of Perseus,

and he murdered that girl.

I'm sorry, Kieran, but I'm not sorry.

Well, understood. Maybe it's fine.

If Shakiel thinks that his people can get away

with anything, he'll get suspicious.

I mean, he's already suspicious.

You okay?

Hmm. Bit tired.

You still at the office?

Yeah.

You're not gonna sleep there.

No, I'll...sleep at the flat.

Hang on, someone's at the door.

I gotta go. See you tomorrow.

Sir. Nice surprise.

Kieran.

How's it all going?

Good. Good.

He's close to making the move, so.

You've been saying that for a while.

I heard he just lost his number two.

Jarral? Nah, hardly his number two, Sir.

Steve is now the guy that Shakiel really trusts.

Well. That would certainly be good.

I heard something else today.

Portland Tower reared its ugly head.

Your wife.

I beg your pardon?

Sarah Collins informed DSI that your wife had contacted her

and said that she had evidence relevant to the case.

That might in fact re-open the case.

So as I remember asking you at the time,

is there anything I should know?

No, sir.

What Is this evidence? - No idea, sir.

Why is Mary doing this?

Going through a rough patch, like every marriage.

Emotional. Trying to hurt me.

Perseus is too important to be damaged by a marital bad patch.

Should I ask you to step aside?

Sir, please do not do that.

I will sort this out. I promise.

Okay.

- Keep me informed. - Mm-hmm.

Interesting fact.

Do you know who Sarah Collins' girlfriend is?

Julie Woodson.

Farah Mehenni's teacher.

What the hell do you think you're doing?

Well, you didn't seem to have a problem barging

into Lizzie Adama's house. This is what it feels like.

What do you want?

Why did you encourage my wife in this craziness?

Why didn't you just shut it down, Collins?

You just can't resist getting involved, can you?

But I am not involved. I handed it to DSI.

Whatever this "craziness" is, and it doesn't sound crazy,

it is your problem, not mine.

And you showing up here like this,

it clearly is a huge fucking problem.

Hello.

Oh, you must be Julie. I'm Kieran.

How nice for you, living with Farah Mehenni's teacher.

How many lines have you crossed?

Get out.

Hello, Steve.

That is your name? Steve.

Get up.

Take him out.

What about my shoes?

You don't need them.