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My baby!

Back up. Back up.

Agh!

If she's alive, finish her!

She's a goner!

The transport contained heroin

with a street value of ?10 million.

ED-905 is back in the hands of organised crime.

Nice work, lads.

The hijack required inside information.

Vihaan Malhotra. Civilian administrator.

Stay down!

I know what you'm up to.

What are we up to, Vihaan?

Protecting one of your own.

What is your relationship with Vihaan Malhotra?

He's my cousin, ma'am.

I never knew it was so bad, what Vihaan was doing,

otherwise I'd never have gone along with it.

You are finished with the Force and that's only the start of it.

Christ knows what criminal charges you'll end up facing.

I passed information to ACC Hilton.

He was the senior police officer

who was running the show for organised crime.

Killing himself was the only decent thing that man ever did.

I am deeply sorry

for having not consulted you about the finances.

I'm a married man.

Separated.

It's called Operation Pear Tree.

Our brief was to embed an undercover officer

within an organised crime group.

Detective Sergeant John Corbett.

I'm in a rush. Let's just swap insurance details.

Only one thing worse than a bent copper.

That's a bent copper who pretends she isn't.

Shut up. This ain't helping.

That's her.

Yeah.

Sorry. It can't have been easy.

I'll stick around for forensic examination and report back.

You recognise this place, yeah?

Yeah.

Assistant Chief Constable Hilton's body,

as found in 2017.

Assumed to be suicide.

Now looking more possible he was killed.

Maneet was complicit in Hilton's corruption,

killed in the same location.

Maybe she knew something and had to be silenced.

I really wanted to give her the benefit of the doubt.

Hate to say it, I think she was more involved than we thought.

I mean...you work right beside someone...

- Sir. - Sir.

It's an awful business. Awful business.

Does the family know yet?

Yes, sir, they're rallying round.

I mean, what's gonna happen to those poor wee children?

Do we know anything of Maneet's movements prior to this?

Shot by a bystander on his smartphone.

It just went straight into the back of it.

Oh, my God! Oh, God.

- What are they doing to her? - Are you getting this?

Keep filming.

Serious Crime are running ID on the suspects.

They're running ANPR on the vehicle to track its movements.

We're gonna sit on our hands

while Serious Crime run the whole shooting match?

I don't think so.

Sir.

Ma'am.

PCC's asked to be in on this meeting.

We've not met, have we, Superintendent Hastings?

Rohan Sindwhani.

I know who you are, Mr Sindwhani.

Then you'll know I was elected to shake things up.

Deputy Chief Constable Wise knows my feelings on this.

For too long, the extent of police corruption

has been covered up for fear of losing public trust.

Absolutely. Absolutely. That is why my department, AC-12,

are determined to get to the bottom of it.

We're the best in the business.

My senior legal counsel, Gill Biggeloe.

You don't mind if she sits in?

No.

You were intending to brief me on your inquiry into the hijack.

Yes, ma'am, that's correct.

But it's even more complex and more troubling...

..than we first thought.

The OCG, that's the organised crime group,

may be implicated in the death of a former AC-12 officer,

PC Maneet Bindra.

And we're also investigating an undercover operation -

Operation Pear Tree.

Pear Tree?

Yes, we require access to all the files

pertaining to Operation Pear Tree,

in order to investigate the possibility

that a serving undercover officer

may be participating in criminal activities.

My God.

I'm also here to ask the DCC

for access to Serious Crime's investigation

of the suspicious death of PC Bindra.

There's a point of principle with respect to a police unit

investigating an offence in which your former officer

is the victim.

Granted, ma'am. Granted.

But unless my officers have access

to all the lines of enquiry, we simply cannot do our job.

Andrea, I'd be grateful if you'd take the pragmatic view.

AC-12 will have access to Operation Pear Tree

and to Serious Crime's investigation.

Thank you, ma'am. You won't regret it.

That's the problem with corruption inquiries.

There's always the danger you'll find some.

DI Fleming, AC-12.

We have the lawful authority to investigate Operation Pear Tree.

All officers to your desks.

You'll each be questioned by an AC-12 case worker.

You'll each be obliged to surrender all materials

relating to Operation Pear Tree to said case worker.

Failure to comply will be a breach of your duties

and responsibilities under Police Conduct Regulations

and may lead to a misconduct charge under said regulations.

What the hell's going on? Our work here is confidential.

DC Eldwick, is this your desk?

No files will be surrendered without my say-so.

Ma'am, you're obstructing police officers in their lawful duty,

which is a criminal offence, rendering you subject to arrest.

Phillip.

PC Yacoob, take me to your desk, please.

Box 23-219.

These are the most significant items

shared from Serious Crime's search of Maneet's address.

Audio files on a home computer.

I think you need to hear this one first.

I'm making this audio file

via a miniature recording device.

My plan is to carry out undercover surveillance

on the OCG.

I let AC-12 down.

I betrayed Superintendent Hastings' trust.

This is how I'm going to make up for it.

End of recording.

My God.

I feel awful now.

Me too.

OK, so what else have we got?

Then there was this.

McQUEEN: You checked her over?

No weapons, no recording devices.

She's clean.

McQUEEN: So what's all this about?

No other female voices on the recordings.

Only Maneet's and hers.

So where's DS John Corbett in all this?

Nowhere.

He's still a mystery.

Was it really necessary to leave her body at the harbour?

Could've dumped it in a landfill.

The police would be none the wiser.

Here's what I don't understand.

We've netted gear worth 10 million quid,

put a rival unit out of business.

No bastard's even picked up the phone.

Oi, you! No good.

We've got a good thing going on here with this unit, Lise.

With more support from above, we could do serious business.

The boys have fallen for all this cos you've got brains.

But you're what... less than a year in.

I've earned my place.

I follow orders. That's the way you do business.

In case you haven't noticed, we don't do a nine to five.

We don't work in some shitty little office,

waiting for some idiot to tell you what to do,

hoping you get thrown a crumb every now and again.

I've had my fill of that.

Money, power, respect. That's what I'm in this for.

And I reckon you are too.

You, very good.

But quicker, faster.

Money. Money, money, money.

My plan is to carry out undercover surveillance

on the OCG.

I let AC-12 down.

I betrayed Superintendent Hastings' trust.

This is how I'm going to make up for it.

End of recording.

Thank you. Thank you.

Can I have your attention, please?

We've lost one of our own.

PC Maneet Bindra.

A young officer, mother with two young children.

If you've ever asked yourself the reason why we do this job,

this is it.

All right.

- Sir. - Sir.

Tatleen, the er...

the Red Notice that we served on Maneet Bindra.

Has it been actioned yet?

No, sir. Her Fed rep launched an appeal and...

Yes. Yes. Rescind it.

I shall talk to DCC Wise and remind her that...

..Maneet Bindra was still a serving AC-12 officer

at the time of her murder.

And she died in the line of duty.

Superintendent Hastings?

DCI Mark Moffatt. Well, retired DCI.

Sorry to ambush you. You're not an easy man to find.

Oh, yeah, Roz Huntley's Fed rep.

Listen, mate, it's been a long day.

Let me spit it out, then you can tell me to sling my hook.

Since retiring, I've joined a mate's property business

and one of our new projects is in the Republic of Ireland,

the Kettle Bell Complex.

I'd rather not discuss...

We've taken over redevelopment and our terms include

compensating the original investors.

I've got the right man? You were one of the unlucky ones?

Yeah.

Well, maybe I can take you for a drink?

Yeah, wait there. I'll be right back.

Sure.

- Thank you, Steve. - Thank you, sir.

Operation Pear Tree commenced on 22nd January, 2018,

under the command of Detective Superintendent Alison Powell,

with authority to embed an undercover officer

in an organised crime group.

What we've now learned is the objective of Operation Pear Tree

was to investigate institutionalised links

between corrupt police officers and organised crime.

An operation on our patch and no one told us a dickie bird?

DS John Corbett.

One year ago, John Corbett left his desk and never went back.

His colleagues were never told where he went,

and ordered never to disclose he'd worked with them.

His files were erased from the police database,

his phone number and email deleted,

his name removed from the payroll.

What we now know from these files

is that Corbett was given a new identity -

John Clayton...

a forger with multiple convictions.

DS Corbett had been a printer before he joined the Force.

As Clayton, he offered his services to the highest bidder.

Files seized yesterday reveal Clayton succeeded

in convincing an OCG to recruit him.

And he soon became a trusted member of the OCG,

responsible for overseeing the production

of lucrative forgeries of identity documents,

legal documents, invoices, receipts, certificates,

you name it.

Ma'am.

Operation Pear Tree files show that DS Corbett has been

out of contact with his COM and Cover Officer for three months.

In that time, he's believed to have actively participated

in criminal offences,

namely the hijack of Seized Goods transport ED-905,

the murder of three AFOs, the attempted murder of a fourth

and possibly even the death of Maneet Bindra.

This is an image of the vehicle used to abduct Maneet

from a member of the public who witnessed the incident.

Using ANPR,

we've been able to track the vehicle heading to Edge Park.

But the trail ran out and we were unable

to determine the vehicle's destination.

But from the same set of images...

..we were able to capture a clear image

of one of Maneet's abductors.

Recognition software gives a 90% likelihood

the subject is Lee Banks,

a career criminal with numerous convictions for violence.

One of Banks's known associates is Robert Denmoor.

Forensic evidence linked Denmoor to OCG interference

into Operation Trapdoor led by DCI Roz Huntley in 2017.

You'll all recall that Denmoor was shot dead

in this building by the Gaffer.

What all this means is, there's a proven association

between Corbett's OCG and the network of corrupt officers

we've been investigating all these years.

Anything in the files that might suggest why Corbett went rogue?

We've been looking at the time leading up to the point

where Corbett ceased contact with his COM.

The entries have been redacted from the files.

Thank you, Steve, Kate.

So your orders are to establish the whereabouts of John Corbett

and to apprehend him without delay.

Sir.

Ma'am. About those redacted entries.

The current COM in Operation Pear Tree was appointed

after Corbett stopped responding.

I've got a name for the original COM.

- Tatleen's trying to track her. - Good.

Look, Kate.

Corbett's embedded in a group of hardened criminals

who'd execute him if they discover his identity.

Mm. I've been there. It's not nice.

All I'm saying is, he's Anti-Corruption, same as us.

Should we consider the lengths he might be forced to

- to maintain his cover? - Sure...for about two seconds.

Long way north.

I'm surprised it hasn't given you a nosebleed.

Didn't get any biscuits. We're fine.

As I explained over the phone, Mrs Corbett,

we're an anti-corruption unit

making inquiries into serious criminal offences.

As a copper's wife, I know what anti-corruption means.

You reckon John's involved.

We're keeping an open mind.

Steph... Is it OK if I call you Steph?

I've been an undercover officer myself,

so I do understand the stresses your husband's under.

We need to form a picture of his current state of mind.

I can't help you.

I haven't heard from him. I don't expect to, neither.

Why do you say that?

Ask her. She was undercover.

Perfect job for a selfish arsehole

who don't give a toss about his own family.

John's done undercover operations before.

What's different about this one?

I'll tell you what's different.

Nothing.

He gets to run round like he's single again,

and I'm left with a house to run and two kids to bring up.

You've come hoping I can help you find him.

I don't want to find him.

- Not too late? - No, just right, ta.

Look, what Corbett's missus said about undercover work.

That was never you.

Thanks, Steve. But she was right.

I mean, getting promoted and working new hours.

It's given me a chance to make up for all that.

I'm just glad me and Mark are making a go of things again

and I can be a proper mum.

- I'm glad for you, mate. - Thanks.

Your turn next...to settle down.

Yeah, right!

- Night, mate. - Night.

Hey, perfect timing.

Oh, great.

Hey. Are you all right?

- Oh, good night. - Good night.

Love you.

See you in the morning.

- Night. - Night, night.

Vihaan explained to me

how he made contact with the OCG.

There's a phone box in Moss Heath

on the corner of Tates Avenue.

They put a business card in there

that looks like it's for sexual services.

The number keeps changing but the name's always the same:

Nikki 9.

You go through a series of set phrases.

You start with, "Got a tip for you," as you talk to a gambler.

Then you quote the odds as 100-30.

No matter what they say back, you stick with those odds.

Then either they give you instructions for a meeting,

or drop off a burner phone.

Hello?

What do you want?

- I've got a tip for you. - I'm not interested.

Decent odds: 100-30.

You taking the piss or what?

100-30.

Wait there.

Hey, guys.

Come and have a look at this.

McQUEEN: Do you know him?

Copper. Steve something.

Arnold...

Dunno.

Is he bent?

Far as I can remember, couldn't be straighter.

You did the right thing, lads.

We already fell for it once with Maneet.

We're not the mugs they think we are.

- Nice one. - Cheers, John.

For Christ's sake, John.

He's investigating Maneet's murder.

- Let's get a move on, then. - What do you mean?

I've got a plan. Something big.

Let's make use of our assets before this muppet gets to them.

Hi. District Nurse, here to see...

..Jane Cafferty?

Sorry. The hospital are rubbish at notifying people.

He's checking.

Just need to do an assessment to make sure it's OK

with her mobility, dressings, medication, et cetera.

It's fine. Jane's still in a bit of pain.

It'd be good if you could see her.

Maybe I should try again tomorrow.

It's all good. Go in.

This way.

I'm sorry. Are you all right to give us a bit of...

Yes, of course, some privacy.

Thanks.

Hello, Jane.

I'm Alice.

I need to start by asking you a few questions.

Am I OK to call you Jane?

You shot me.

You killed my team.

I swear to God, if I wasn't in this bed, I'd...

We crossed you, Jane, but it wasn't my idea.

My family...

They're safe.

No one's planning to finish the job on you.

I'm here to talk business.

No, no, I've done my bit.

Lovely husband.

Lovely kids.

Their safety was your first thought.

But there's other ways that you could lose them, Jane.

As we both know.

Did you get what we need?

- Yeah. - Good girl.

This is good.

Maybe.

They're on the move, John.

But they've upped security.

How much?

Four escort vehicles, 12 AFOs.

We're outnumbered.

Maybe we should call it off.

No, we'll just have to cope.

Right, lads, they're on their way.

So remember, you do exactly as I told you.

Yeah? All right, let's go! Let's go!

Come on! Let's go! Move! Let's go!

Go, go, go, go! Come on!

Stay down! Get down!

- Multiple gunmen firing... - Where is that...

Get out! Get out now!

I'm getting out!

Urgh!

What the hell are you doing?

He was gonna shoot you!

Come on, Lee, let's go!

Go on, move! Move!

Go, go, go!

Very nice!

Drinks are on me, lads.

Keep me updated on traffic reports and air ops.

A convoy of vehicles can't just vanish into thin air.

Thanks for the call.

I thought you lot were meant to be leading this inquiry.

It's not them unless Ballistics match the heroin hijack.

Oh, yeah? Want to bet against it?

What did they get this time?

Central Ballistic Lab's five minutes down the road.

A cache of automatic rifles en route to be destroyed.

How many casualties?

None.

None?

Look, I um...

I screwed up.

I got it wrong, and you were right...

- Sam... - ..to react the way you did.

It's fine. Water under the bridge.

I know. I just...

I wanted to say it, you know.

Sorry.

Anyway...

..be nice to catch up. It's been too long.

Yes. Sure.

Do you want to come up?

I need to get everything together

for the Gaffer and Kate first thing.

I'll call you.

By the hairs on your chinny-chin-chin.

- John? - Steph. Steph, it's me, love.

I'm OK. I'm safe.

I worry when I don't hear from you.

I'm sorry I can't call more.

John, there were coppers here asking about you.

Uh...I got their names.

DI Kate Fleming and DS Steve Arnott.

Arnott?

I said exactly what you told me to say.

No, I knew you would. Hey, you did the right thing.

It's good to hear your voice.

I love you.

I miss you so much.

Are the girls all right?

They're sleeping.

Can I listen?

I'll put the phone next to Gemma.

The Chief Constable has assured me

that all necessary security was in place.

This Force is committed to bringing...

- Sarge. - ..these criminals to justice.

I've located Corbett's former Covert Ops Manager.

Good work. Thanks, Tatleen.

Ma'am, we've got the COM.

Deputy Chief Constable Wise

will answer any further questions.

I want to reiterate this Force's gratitude

to the officers involved.

Turn that bloody thing off.

Cheers.

- Inspector Cameron? - Yeah.

DS Arnott, AC-12.

My DI and I need to speak to you about Operation Pear Tree.

Can we talk outside, please, ma'am?

I don't have anything to say to AC-12.

Inspector, we can do this the easy way or the hard way.

It's your choice, ma'am.

DI Kate Fleming.

What do you want to know?

You were John Corbett's Covert Ops Manager?

- I was. - Communications between

yourself and Corbett dried up about three months ago.

- Why was that? - John does things his own way.

He wasn't too happy how the operation was being led.

What specifically was he unhappy about?

Why are you asking? It's all in the files.

That's the point, ma'am. It isn't.

Maybe we shouldn't be having this conversation.

Inspector, this is a lawful inquiry.

It's your duty to cooperate.

Why were you reassigned?

Powell's version:

I'd mismanaged John, failed to keep him onside.

This is your chance to put the record straight.

John thought Pear Tree was showing signs of mission drift.

- I agreed with him. - Drifting how?

Our brief was to identify high-level links

between organised crime and corrupt police officers.

Instead, Powell was pushing us

in the direction of low-level targets.

What was discussed in your last communications with Corbett?

John planned to climb up through the ranks of the OCG.

He's a bright bloke, a natural leader.

He reckoned that was the only way of making contact

with the highest echelon of corrupt officers.

And then Powell vetoed the plan?

That's when John threw his toys and we lost contact.

Right, so was there ever any intel from Corbett

on high-ranking corrupt officers?

He believed he was onto the top man.

Who?

It was just a code name.

Didn't even think it was real. "H."

Thanks, Inspector.

You got a minute, John?

Sure. Yeah.

- All right. - All right.

You wanted attention. You've got it.

He's here.

- Who am I talking to? - Just answer.

We've seized automatic rifles from the police.

They've been processed through Ballistics

so, if they're used, they'll be traced

straight back to the police lab, nowhere else.

We're tooled up, ready for a raid. I want to plan it.

It's the Eastfield Depot, where all the police forces

in the region store seized contraband -

drugs, cash, jewels, precious metals.

We don't want to wait for the transport

and do it in dribs and drabs.

We want to raid the place, take all the best gear in one go.

This could be bigger than the Brink's-Mat.

Like you said... maybe it's too hot to handle.

Guess he's gonna have a think about it.

Take the cuffs. Take them.

Open the door. Open the door.

Get in.

Put the cuffs on. Put the cuffs on!

Tie them to that. Go on.

DS John Corbett. You tried to make contact with the OCG.

The boys ID'd you. They reckon you're as straight as an arrow.

- I am. - Yeah. Me too.

I'm doing my job, investigating high-level connections

between organised crime and corrupt police officers.

These stunts have just been to get attention

and I've finally got access to the top man.

- H? - I don't know yet.

Contacts via a computer link - no voice, just text.

But if I can get hold of that computer,

we stand a chance of tracing him.

Why are you telling me all this?

I'm carrying all this on my own here, mate.

I need support. I get nothing off Powell.

She's so scared about what I'll find out,

she wants me chasing small fry.

Small fry like Malhotra?

Keeping that to yourself got three coppers killed.

If I gave up Malhotra, the OCG would've known they had a rat.

I'm after the big fish.

Then come back in, work with us.

Don't you get it? That's what they want.

If I come in, they'll charge me or pension me off,

before I crack the case.

What "they" want? Who's "they"?

People who don't want the truth coming out.

They give you a job and then they cut your balls off.

You've got people killed, coppers too.

I've got to keep my cover. I'm in with hardened criminals.

How else do you expect me to convince them

- I'm one of them? - You've crossed a line.

You've gone rogue.

That's what they want you to believe!

- "They" again! Who's "they"? - Powell.

The chiefs. Your boss.

Hastings?

Open your eyes, mate.

Hastings shot dead one of the OCG.

A dozen AFOs had weapons on him.

You saying they couldn't have brought him in for questioning?

And Hastings, he doesn't get reprimanded.

The Chief gives him a pat on the back.

What the hell's going on there?

Look. Listen to me, mate.

I'm just trying to get to the truth.

The top brass, they don't want me to succeed.

There's a bent copper running organised crime,

I'm sure of it.

Pull me in and he'll slip through the net.

Steve, if you're as straight as they say you are, lad,

- you'll help me. - Help you how?

Investigate the intel I pass to you.

You killed Maneet and three AFOs.

Not me, mate. They got themselves killed.

You could have stopped it.

The AFOs in the last hijack were all straight.

Fellas like you and me just trying to get the job done.

But the first lot, Cafferty's team, they were all bent!

We checked out Cafferty. She was clean!

Everything I've said's the God's honest truth.

And I'll prove it.

But that depends if you've got the guts to listen.

Or are you just another lap dog

for Hastings and the rest of them?

Thanks for coming. I was worried that you might...

Looking you in the eye. Least I could do.

Right. Let's get a wee drink, settle the nerves, you know.

Ted...

can we just talk calmly like grown-ups?

Yes. Of course. That's why we're here.

Just to talk things through.

I mean, that solicitor, you know.

It's her fault, you know, this thing got out of hand.

Ted, it's no one's fault but ours.

Mine.

Look...I never meant for this to happen.

I just wanted us to have a better future.

One bad decision, you know, one bad investment. Is that...

Is that any excuse to throw away 35 years of marriage?

37.

There you go. Come on. Let's grab a table.

No, I'm not here to eat.

I um...

I'm here to ask you one more time to sign the papers.

We made vows.

A man needs a wife.

I've met someone else.

Listen, love, things have taken an unexpected turn, you know,

an unexpected turn for the better.

All the money I invested, there's a good chance

that I can get some of that back.

Not just some of it but all of it.

You want a better future, you have it.

I found mine.

Sign the papers, Ted.

Boss. I've been thinking.

Maybe we should put surveillance on Cafferty's place.

- Any particular reason? - The OCG will be worried

she can ID the female Nominal.

Maybe they'll try and finish the job.

- OK, I'll think about it. - Cheers.

I need you to drop this to Cafferty for me.

She came through for us on the hijack.

I want to keep her sweet.

What about the copper on the door?

He's all right. He's one of ours.

Come on now, places to go.

No, this...

- This don't feel right. - I know what you mean, mate.

I trust Cafferty as far as I could throw her.

This is to flush her out.

If you smell a rat... do anything necessary.

Anything?

Fill your boots.

4-5, 6-4, go.

6-4. Received. Go.

- Armed police! - Armed police! Don't resist!

Turn around and face the wall!

- Did you grass on us? - No.

Move back! Back!

- Face the wall! - OK, clear!

- On your knees! Do not move! - Upstairs. On me.

- Armed police! - Armed police!

Do not move! Hands where I can see them!

Do not move.

I am a police officer. I am cooperating.

Clear for entry!

Cuff him and get him out of here.

That man who was just in here, I have never seen him before.

Look around.

Jane Cafferty, I am arresting you

on suspicion of misconduct in a public office.

You do not have to say anything

but it may harm your defence if you do not mention,

when questioned, something you later rely on in court.

What the hell happened?

- Lee said he had to go out. - Who with?

- He didn't say. - Where's John?

Your boy Lee, he best know the score.

- He won't talk, John. - No, he'd better not.

So how come the police knew he was there in the first place?

Maybe they still had their suspicions about Cafferty.

They must have kept surveillance on the house.

Bollocks. No, we've got a rat.

Get out there and find out who's grassed.

OK, John. Sure.

- Come on, then, move! - OK, mate, no worries, yeah?

Hey.

That's not a word we throw around.

This unit used to be run by Tommy Hunter.

Before your time.

Tommy got immunity, witness protection, the works,

and we still got to him.

That's what happens to a rat.

I'm alone.

Don't worry, mate. I know how to make sure of that.

Did it all work out, what I told you?

Don't take the piss, mate! It did, didn't it?

I'd never get an honest copper killed, mate.

The bent ones, they deserve it.

They're vermin, the lot of them, right to the top.

Maneet wasn't bent, she was trying to do the right thing.

I'm doing the right thing. I'm doing more right than anyone!

Look, if it wasn't for me, they'd all go free, H included.

Think, mate. Maneet didn't reach out to you or anyone else.

She never told you what she was up to. Why?

Because Hastings forced her out.

And you lot backed him.

Look, she's dead just as much because of you.

Now put it right, mate. Yeah? Do this for her.

We'll go after the bent bastards. Whatever it takes.

But once you're in, there's no turning back.

Are you in?

All right.

Wait there, please.

I never guessed we'd get so much out of watching Cafferty.

Yeah.

I've been developing a chis who hears about the OCG.

I wasn't sure if it was going to pan out or not.

- Someone I should know about? - No.

Low level. Definitely not something to bother a DI about.

Mm. Just the way I like it.

PS Cafferty, you remain under caution.

For the DIR, I am showing the interview Image 19.

At the time of your arrest, you were in the company

of the person shown in Image 19, identified as Lee Banks,

a known criminal with a history of violent offences

and a long-standing association with an organised crime group.

How do you know Banks?

I have never met Lee Banks before today.

He gained entry to my home by false pretences.

Image 31, on screen,

shows Item JD-5 detected at your address.

JD-5 is an envelope containing ?5,000 in 50 notes.

How do you account for JD-5 being in your home?

That was Banks again.

He must have placed the item there without my knowledge.

In 2015, were you engaged in an extramarital affair

you were determined to keep secret?

This question is irrelevant and oppressive.

Were you contacted by a representative

of an organised crime group in connection with

- your extramarital affair? - You don't have to say.

Sergeant, assist with our inquiry

and it will be taken into account.

They even had photos.

Photos of you and your lover?

CCTV from a pub car park.

God knows how they got them.

They were gonna show my husband, everyone in my phone contacts,

the...parents at my kids' school.

And to stop them distributing the photos...

They wanted information...

on police operations.

Little things at first. And then...it got bigger.

Bigger as in the transport of Seized Goods ED-905?

Yes.

So how did that work, then?

They already knew about the shipment from another source,

a civilian administrator who organised the transport.

And then they put pressure on me to rearrange the work schedules

so that it would be my team

responsible for escorting the transport lorry.

Yeah. Which got three innocent members of your team killed.

They weren't innocent.

What? They were in on it too?

Kevin and Ray were on the take.

Carl had a... taste for prostitutes.

We thought we were just gonna get minor injuries, tied up.

The OCG crossed us.

They obviously didn't trust us to keep quiet

during the investigation that was bound to follow.

And the recent hijack, the firearms,

what can you tell us about that?

While I was off sick, I was still talking to other AFOs.

Everyone was rattled after ED-905

so there was a lot of talk.

I found out about the transport.

And the OCG sent someone masquerading as a nurse

to blackmail me into revealing the details.

They didn't just have the affair to threaten me with,

they had the fact that I'd been complicit in the first hijack.

Who did the blackmailing?

A woman - 20s, mixed race.

The person who first recruited you,

the one who brought you into this network of corrupt officers

assisting organised crime,

was it this woman you've just described -

or this man, Lee Banks?

Neither.

A police officer?

I think so.

Stay here.

DI Fleming is temporarily leaving the room.

For the DIR, I am showing PS Cafferty a series of images.

KF-1.

KF-2.

KF-3.

KF-5.

KF-6.

KF-1 to KF-6 are a series of images of individuals

known to be part of a clandestine network

of corrupt police officers.

I'm doing so in the full knowledge

that any photo-ID would not be evidential at this stage.

- DS Arnott, agreed? - Agreed, ma'am.

PS Cafferty, do you see the person who recruited you?