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Thanks, this will do.

Thank you.

MAN: Let her through,
please, guys.

REPORTER: Will Bennetto
be free today?

-MAN: Okay, let her through,
please.
-Sorry.

-Thank Christ. You okay?
-Yeah.

I thought you'd bottled it.
Where have you been?

King's Hospital. A suicide
and two distraught children.

Okay, let me rewind that.

Thanks for this, Nikki,
it really is appreciated.

Better. Marginally.

Right... Okay.

We're on. The usher will
come and get you
when you're up, okay?

Mr Bennetto is an ex-soldier
who has spent the
past five years

and four months in prison
for the brutal murder of

two homosexual teenage men,
one of whom, Daniel Harris,
was his lover.

Mr Bennetto was initially
arrested and questioned
in connection with

the murder of Mr Harris
but released on bail
without charge.

Some two days later,
Michael Freeman was murdered.

His body was found within
yards of where Daniel Harris
had been killed.

Both men were dispatched with
a single shot to the forehead

and cut repeatedly
with a knife.

M'lady and lords,
I submit on behalf
of the appellant

that, though both killings
exhibit similar modus
operandi and may

well have been perpetrated
by the same person,

the conviction of Mr Bennetto
on both counts is unsafe.

WOMAN: What?

At the original trial, the
Crown believed that
they'd stopped

a potential serial killer,
but new evidence
will show that

Mr Bennetto could not
have been involved
in these brutal acts.

He was convicted in
a case that has many
of the ingredients

of a miscarriage of justice.

Hi.

Thanks.

Thought it might wind you up
some more. You okay?

It's not exactly my
idea of fun,
contradicting the original

pathologist's findings,
especially when he'll
be sitting in court.

Good for business though.

Really pick up the Lyell.

A little birdie tells me
that's what Thomas is
praying for, anyway.

Your picture in the papers.

Me? Why?

Pathology eye-candy.

He said that?

Not in so many words.

He didn't say that.

Well, it's what he's thinking.

Dr Desai, is Mr Bennetto
suffering from
a mental illness?

Yes, he has bi-polar
affective disorder,

exacerbated by symptoms
of PTSD.

And would he have been
suffering from
those conditions

when he was originally
arrested?

Yes. He would have found
it extremely difficult to
cope with confinement.

Might his mental state
have contributed to him

confessing to a crime
he hadn't in fact committed?

Yes.

In your opinion, can
Mr Bennetto's
confession be relied upon?

-My Lady?
-I'll allow it.

I think if a psychiatrist
such as myself had
assessed him

then there might have been
a different outcome.

So, once again,
can the confession
be relied upon or not?

No.

Dr Alexander...

Now, the findings of
the pathologist
of the original trial,

Dr Bell...
What exactly do you
take issue with?

Dr Bell's report was extremely
thorough, but it omitted to

mention something that was
in his contemporaneous notes.

Er, which is?

That he found diatoms
on Mr Freeman's face.

And diatoms are?

Microscopically small
single-celled
algae that live

in both salt water
and fresh water.

The body was found
lying on its back.

It was positioned between two
fallen trees which would have

prevented it from rolling.

The river is tidal there,

so, logically, it follows that
the body would have been

abandoned at a time
when the tide was high enough

for the water-borne diatoms
to have been deposited.

So, you're saying, are you,
that, at some point,

the body was immersed
in water?

Yes. High tide was at 5:27
that day and, according
to tidal records,

it achieved the depth of water
required to fully cover
the body.

So the body must
have been abandoned

well before 5:27, high tide.

Yes.

Now, Mr Bennetto's movements
can be accounted for
until 5:00 p.m. on that day,

when he was over four
miles away from the marshland,

which makes it almost
impossible for
him to have had the time

to commit the murder.
Would that be
your conclusion, Dr Alexander?

-Yes.
-Thank you.

These diatoms...

In your expert opinion,

they would have had to come
directly from the river,
is that correct?

Yes.

And that's only possible
if the body was submerged?

Yes.

Are you aware of the wind
speed and direction
on that evening?

Not without looking
them up, no.

Well, they're in
Dr Bell's notes.

"At 24 knots, blowing
from a north-easterly
direction."

Which would blow towards or
away from the body?

Towards it.

So, wind blown over
water at 24 knots,

that would create spray,
would it not?

Possibly.

Spray blown directly
towards the body.

Under those circumstances,
would it not be possible for

diatoms to be deposited
on Mr Freeman's face?

Dr Alexander?

It's possible.

Thank you.

You may step down.

-I'm sorry.
-That's not going to do it.

I can only do what I can do.

I got to the body at 6:30
the next morning

and measured the
core temperature.

The ambient temperature
averaged 0.6 of
a degree centigrade.

You can work out how long
the body had been lying there

-from those figures, can you?
-Yes.

Some 11 hours, which gives
a time of death at around
7:30 p.m.,

when the tide was waning.

Why didn't you point
up the diatoms in
your original report?

Because, as you said,

it was and is my opinion
that they'd been
deposited by river spray.

No further questions.

Er, no questions at this
stage, My Lady
but permission, please,

-to recall Dr Alexander.
-To what end?

We've already heard
her evidence.

Let's find out, shall we?

It seems that timing is
crucial to this appeal,

whether or not the body
was abandoned before
or after high tide.

Up to two hours after death,

a condition known as
livor mortis sets in.

Livor mortis is?

After death, gravity causes
the blood to settle
in the lowest

possible parts of the body,
creating the purple-pink
colouring to the skin.

The pale patches are
where the body has
been in contact

with the ground
or another object.

The pressure prevents
the blood
from settling there.

And this is Mr Freeman's
body during the
postmortem, is it?

Yes.

And this is the same body
in situ, as it was found
at the crime scene.

Now, it's clear that the
left knee is in contact
with the tree,

so we'd expect to see a pale
patch surrounded by
the purple-pink

colouring on the victim's knee
from the contact pressure,

-but... There isn't one.
-So?

So, when the body was
abandoned,
it must have been lying

in a different position
to the one shown in
the crime scene photo,

that is, without the left knee
pressing against the tree.

The two-hour livor mortis
phase had passed
in this position,

leaving no pale
mark on the knee.

The tide then came in...

The body floated in the water,
and, when the tide receded,

it settled back down,

but in a different position,
with the left knee

now pressed against the tree.

So, to be absolutely clear,

the absence of a pale
patch in the livor mortis

colouring on the
knee proves?

That the body had moved
position after the two-hour
livor mortis phase had passed,

most likely due
to tidal action.

This strongly suggests that
Mr Freeman was killed

and abandoned there prior
to high tide at 5:27 p.m.

Sorry to have missed
the main event.

At least I'm here
for the denouement.

-Good to see you again.
-Thomas.

-So, how did it go?
-We'll see. Either way,
drinks on me.

-Must be an occasion.
-Yeah, well, you have made
a massive profit out of me,

-so I might as well throw in a
few drinks.
-And you haven't...

-Made a profit?
-No.

Legal Aid, when it eventually
trickles through.

Still, a round of drinks, eh?
Not like you, Greg.

Put it down to nerves.

Yeah, got a lot
riding on this one.

Mr Walker?

Here we go.

After some careful
deliberation,

we have reached
a decision in this matter.

As the Crown has called on no
evidence to contradict

the new evidence presented
on behalf of the appellant,

the judgement of the
court is this, that the
conviction is unsafe,

and therefore will be quashed.

There will be no retrial.

Mr Bennetto will be
released immediately.

-MAN: Bloody killer!
It's a joke!

It's a joke! He's a killer!
He can't be freed!

Thank you, Nikki.

REPORTER: How do you feel
now your brother's free?

Did you believe
he'd walk today?

REPORTER: The victim's family
still believe he's guilty.
Any words?

Morning.

If I could, I'd curtsey.

Uh, you're wanted...
In Thomas's office.

Ah, morning.

Er, you know Richard Parkwood,
I believe, from the
Home Office.

Yes.

DI Rachel Klein, DS Adam Kemp.
Doctor Nikki Alexander.

Hi.

To what do we
owe the pleasure?

Given the press interest,

the Home Office think it's
expedient for the Lyell

and the police to work
together on the case
here on out.

Work together as in...

Well, since you so
successfully dismantled
Dr Bell's evidence,

perhaps you can help us
find the real killer.

What you torturing
yourself for?

Right, he's out,
it's done, it's over.

Yeah?

All right, mate?
You sleep okay?

Could I sit next to you two?

Yeah, sit down.
Eat up, you two.

Bennetto did four years
in the Royal Engineers,

followed in his
father's footsteps.

Tours in Iraq and Afghanistan.

He was medically discharged,
psychological trauma, PTSD.

Is that how he got caught up
in the murders?
Fitted the profile?

No. Christ, no. He was
sleeping with the first
victim, Daniel Harris.

-And he had a motive.
-Which was?

Well, that it was
all hush-hush...

What, his orientation?

Yeah, and the boyfriend
wanted to
make it all public

but Bennetto's father was a...

A homophobe,
so that's the last thing
he wanted, outing.

Plus, if I remember,
weren't his prints
all over a knife?

-Mmm-hmm.
-And the gun?

Was never found.

This case has been hanging
over you for ages, huh?

Well, not as much as it has
for the victims' families.

-See ya in a bit.
-See ya.

-See ya later, boss.
-See ya later.

You forgot your bag, missus.

-Hello.
-Hiya. Greg Walker
for Peter Masham, please?

Thanks very much for coming.

RECEPTIONIST: Excuse me!

Security! Security!

David? Oi!
What are you doing? Get off!

Did you write this?

-Yeah, I was part of the team.
-So, when you going
to leave it alone?

This is really stupid.
You just got out of prison.

You've been writing your
lies about me for years.

Does Greg Walker
know you're here?

You come after me and mine
again, and I promise ya,

I'll come after you and yours.

ELEVATOR VOICE: Doors opening.

Come on. Come here.

Er, thanks for not
calling the police.

Well, he's no good
to me banged up.

How are we going
to sell newspapers?

Always a sting
in the tail, huh?

Dad.

Hello, Charlie.

So much for keeping a
low profile, huh?

-What are you doing here?
-I need a favour.

What?

Where are you?

What are you drinking?

Why?

Cos I think we should have a
bottle of bubbles, don't you?

-Hello.
-Hi.

I'm sorry I'm late, I had
a client who would
not shut up.

Anyway...

Thanks.

Cheers.

Cheers.

So, you hungry?

It's on me.

-Uh...
-No, no. No arguments.

If you've been doing this
on Legal Aid,

then you must be
on your uppers.

Champagne taste
on lemonade money.

Well, you've got to celebrate,
haven't you?

Anyway, it's, er...
It's not proper
champagne, so...

All mouth and no trousers.

Why did you pursue it?
Bennetto?

-I talked to the man
and I believed him.
-And?

Well, from what
I know about you,

-there has to be more to it
than that.
-What does that mean?

The honest truth?

He was an innocent man
and I was his solicitor,
and he was sent down.

And that is not
good for the soul.

Anyway, right now, in
Lincoln's Inn, the name on
everyone's lips is...

-Greg Walker.
-Yeah.

That is fantastic
for the profile

and, you know, will
pay off in the end, so...

Klein came to the Lyell today.

Yeah, so I heard.

I don't know if she likes
Bennetto being innocent.

No. No. She was up
for Superintendent.

You know, nice desk job to see
her through till retirement,

until Bennetto was released.

They promote her now,
the papers are going
to be full of,

"Cop responsible for cock-up
gets leg-up."

And they can't risk that so,
hence, she's this...
You know...

This raging bull, cow,
man-woman.

-Sorry.
-Sure.

Hi...

-Text me the address,
will you?
-Work?

Male, late teens,
early twenties.

Well, fancy seeing you here.

Got an ID for the victim?

Nah. Waiting for you
to do the dirty work.

Yes, ma'am.

Murdered here or just dumped?

The latter's more likely.

Same place as Daniel Harris
and Michael Freeman.

No ID on him except this.

Possible fracture
to the tibia,

and an injury to the back
of the head too,

which I'll access
in postmortem.

Remind you of anything?

Rigor's not set in, so time
of death not more than
two hours ago.

Extensive contusions to the
face, bruising to the chin...

A beating, maybe?
And to the upper
and lower torso.

Fracture to the tibia.

Slash wounds to the arms,
shoulders...

And chest.

What could be traces
of semen on the lower
back and upper thigh.

We'll try and obtain
a DNA profile.

Several small scars, too, over
the posterior iliac crest,

bone marrow biopsy or harvest?

And a bullet entry wound.

The stellate pattern
suggesting that the weapon
was discharged

whilst in contact
with the head.

Exit wound upper back.

Same MO as Daniel Harris
and Michael Freeman?

We've got a name through
the Oyster card. Byron Lee.

Did I wake you up?

Oh, no. I wasn't
asleep either.

You all right?

Yeah, sound.

In here?

Yeah.

They give you stuff?

Yeah.

Do you still get flashbacks?

And don't just say "yeah"
to shut me up.

Daniel mainly.

Eh?

I see Daniel.

Scary.

No, it's all right. It's nice.

I should've told
Dad about him.

Owned up to it all.

Oh, I didn't tell you, did I?
I kept Dad's flat.

-Why?
-Well.

Cos I thought if you ever got
out you might want
somewhere to be.

This all his stuff?

Yeah.

Furniture's still all
in there, though. I mean...

With no pressure.

You might never want to
set foot in there again,

but if you do, it's yours.

Can I say no? Is it all right?

Nobody's telling you
what you can and cannot
do any more, babe.

It's up to you.

Was a total plank, anyway,
wasn't he?

If ever proof was
needed, yeah.

Couldn't even wait
to die until I got out.

He knew, though.

Did he, bollocks.

I wrote to him every week,
he never replied.

Don't bullshit me, Jill.

If I can't trust you,
I can't trust nobody.

NIKKI: Hi.

The two semen samples
from Byron Lee's body.

Definitely two
different donors.

Have a look.
This one's healthy...

Mmm-hmm.

This one...

Nothing, azoospermic.

How quickly do you think
we can get the DNA results

-back on these samples?
-End of the day.

Bennetto's on the DNA
database, so if one
of them's him,

we'll know soon enough.

That's a yes,
Byron Lee's been staying here.

RACHEL: Not paying for it,
I hope.

-Right. Where's his stuff?
-Through here.

-Is that it?
-19 years in two carrier bags.

Can I take a look...
If I use protection?

Be my guest.

What time was he last in here?

About three o'clock
yesterday afternoon.

-Ah. Right.
-Yeah?

What is this?

You missed this, Jack.

You're losing your touch.

No, I haven't done
a proper search yet...

Oh, touchy.

Right. Where would he
have got that from, then?

My guess, the streets. Men.

He was a rent boy,
according to the
other residents.

Residents. Polite, isn't he?

There's something else
you should see, boss.

Guaranteed to brighten
up your day.

The tyre tracks at the scene,
what did you get?

198/80 R14s.

They use them on vans,
old transits,
that kind of thing.

So, killed elsewhere,
the body transported
and dumped?

-Yep.
-Right.

This is Columbia Road and that
is where Byron Lee was living,

two doors up,
just at the shop.

-Where's the camera?
-Across the road,
outside a bookie's.

What are we supposed to be
looking for?

So, he was murdered elsewhere,

perhaps by someone
who targeted
and followed him, right?

Yeah? Are we all in agreement
with that?

And look who's
coming up the road.

David Bennetto.

So, all we have to do is
wait for the DNA results
and we've got him.

-How long?
-End of the day.

We move now.

Armed police!
Stay where you are.

Do not move!

Get down!

Where is he?

-Upstairs. At the back.
-Okay.

Armed police! Armed police!

Stand down! Stand down!

Get on the floor now.
On the floor!

Hands behind your head!

So, here we are again.

Well, that didn't take long,
did it? Eh?

Six years on, and you've
still got a baby face.

I can't say the same
about you, though, can I?

I bet they like you in prison.

So, what did you do
yesterday, then, David?

Go ahead.

I went out to the newspaper
offices to see somebody.

This was Peter Masham, the
Senior Crime Correspondent.

He will confirm that.

I picked David up from there
at around 12:30.

-And then what?
-He dropped me off
and I walked.

-Where?
-All over.

Erm, British Legion
for a drink.

Saw my CPN.

How did you move the body?

Okay. Don't answer
that question.

We need some context here.
What body, moved from where,
et cetera?

Your sister's house is being
searched, her car's been taken
for forensic examination.

I never drove her car.

Oh, right, okay, so you've got
access to another vehicle?

Bennetto's clothes
and a fresh DNA swab.

For Nikki's sake,
let there be nothing.

"Wait until the mud settles
and the water is clear."
Lao Tzu.

I think she means,
don't panic.

Not yet, anyway.

There's an incinerator in
your sister's back garden.

What were you burning in it?

Oh, come on, not "no comment,"
we're not going to get
anywhere like that.

Letters to my dad
that he never answered.

Was that it?

Clothes. His old army uniform.

Do you know, if ever you
want to play poker, just let
me know, cos I'd skin you.

You can't lie for shit.

Yeah, the way you're
looking at me, you
want me to be guilty.

So, is that what you did with
Daniel's clothes, is it?

Incinerate them?

David! Take it easy! Sit down!

David, don't let her get
to you. Come on. Sit down.

Are you okay?

RACHEL: Ooh. I hit a bit of
a nerve, didn't I? Eh?

Do you know this man?

Nope.

Ah.

You were recorded on
CCTV yesterday afternoon
outside his house.

-Columbia Road.
-This is the victim, is it?

I'm not talking to you.

Humour me.
Where is Columbia Road?

Near Old Street.

Did you take the
tube from there?

-Yeah.
-Right, well, there we are.

As I said, I picked David up
from the newspaper offices
and dropped him off.

Time?

Um, three o'clock, something
like that, the top of Gosset
Street, and he walked.

So, he would have had to
go straight down Columbia
Road, wouldn't he?

You're going to have
to let him go.

There's no gun
where Bennetto's
been staying, nothing.

SOCOs have sent some
kitchen knives for
analysis but that's it.

-Anything from your lot?
-Jack's just called through.

There's no evidence of gunshot
residue on either his hands
or his clothes.

His sister's car is clean.

Access to a transit
or similar?

The incinerator?

Clothing.
Nothing much of it left.

Just a few metal buttons from
like, a military uniform.

Well. So bugger
all from the Lyell.

-Well, there's a surprise.
-Meaning?

Greg Walker's not the
only one with a shitload
riding on this, is he?

These are scientific
processes, we don't assume
guilt or innocence.

Ah, good for you, love!

Neither do I twist the facts
to fit the story that I
concocted in my own head.

Well, how come you're cacking
yourself, then?

Is it cos you're thinking
the same as me?

Byron Lee.

No prints on file,
no DNA profile, no passport,

birth certificate, previous
convictions, driving licence.

Nothing.
This guy doesn't exist.
Not under that name anyway.

So who is he, then?

Er, we're done.

Get us a number
for the Lyell Centre,
will you?

Ma'am.

Well, we'll soon have it.

Right, here she is now.

Nikki.

-Hi.
-Have a seat.

I've received a request from
the police that you be removed
from the investigation.

DI Klein, presumably.

It's got too personal,
her whole future's
bound up with it.

Is that you or the DI
you're talking about?

So?

I agree with Richard.
What was good publicity
is about to turn sour.

It's going to leak
that Bennetto's being
investigated again

and the press'll be
all over it.

So, am I being removed for
political reasons or because
of the DI's displeasure?

Shall we say the former?

And if you follow that through
to its logical conclusion,

assuming that Bennetto
is associated with
these murders,

then it won't be the judge's
head that will be on
the block, it'll be mine.

The downside, I'm afraid,
of being such a...
Photogenic expert witness.

Oh, for God's sake.

For your sake, as much as
the Lyell's, I think it best
you sit this one out.

The killer's deposit,
his semen,

the DNA profile should be done
on that shortly, shouldn't it?

Yeah.

Put us all out of our misery.

I'll see him out.

Klein wants a mug shot
of Byron Lee to run
past Missing Persons.

Just trying to make him
more presentable.

You all right?

It'll work out.

Probably.

Somehow.

CLARISSA: Hi.

Go on, then,
give me the worst.

Okay. Two semen samples,
two sources.

We've got DNA
profiles from both of them.

One of them matches someone
on the database.

A guy called Callum Jordan.

And the other?

Untraceable.

Definitely not Bennetto?

No.

"Thanks" doesn't quite do it.

You're welcome.

Thank you. Thank you.

He's got previous for sexual
assault, Callum Jordan.

Yep.

Bennetto still could've had
sex with Byron Lee.

He could've been wearing
a condom.
The timings still work.

If you don't mind me saying,
I think it's time to move on.

Time to move on, ma'am.

Yeah.

Say it, then.

Ma'am.

Right. Okay, that's him.
Let's pick him up.

Hands against the wall.

Hands against the wall!

Get in the car.

Head down. Get in!

-What happened?
-Police were just fishing.

What's this?

It's time you went, Davey.
We've had enough.

We feel like criminals.

I ain't going nowhere, mate.

I don't want to see your face,
right, don't ever come here!

-Don't ring, nothing!
-Mark!

Just go! Right, take that,
get out of here! Go on!

REPORTER: What's happening,
David? You been nicked again?

Have you been arrested, David?

Have you been
questioned, David?

Has your sister
kicked you out?

Excuse me.
Hey, get off me!

David...

David!

Go on! Get off.

David...

David.

David!

Ring any bells?

-Gun?
-Still searching his flat
and workshop.

I'm going back to check
his clothes now. Coming?

How long have you
lived in London?

CALLUM: Always.

Apart from the last few years.

Been away working.

-Where?
-Miles away. Auckland.

-New Zealand?
-No, Cambodia.

Dates?

I don't know exactly,
not off the top of my head.

I left a long time ago.

About five years.

Got back last month.

It's a long time, huh?

Some people spend longer
than that in prison.

What you doing watching
this rubbish?

Dad, don't switch it off.

You what? You arguing with me?

-Come here!
-No. Dad!

Come on!

Dad! Now get in there
and shut up!

Eh, Davey? Big man.

So, once again,
you know this guy?

I already said no.

You should've worn
a condom, Callum.
DNA, yours.

On the body.

So you've had sex
with him, right?

Where?

In an alleyway round the back
of a pub. Peter Street.

Just business.

And after you had
sex with him?

I paid and left. He was alive,
if that's what you mean.

So why did you tell us
you didn't know him?

Because I have a weakness
for street boys and I promised
Jason that I'd stop.

Right, all right. So... So,
Jason's your boyfriend and he
doesn't know about this?

Well, he's going to
find out now, isn't he?

Nothing.

Nothing at all?

Callum Jordan's clothes, his
van, his flat, his workshop.

There's no blood, no prints,
no gunshot residue, nothing.

I can't make it up, Nikki.
I can't make Bennetto
be innocent.

-I don't want that.
-No, but you need it,
don't you?

Do you honestly think
you should still be
working on this?

Why wouldn't I?

Because...

You have to be objective,
don't you?

And you can't be, not if
you want the suspect to walk.

What time's dinner?

About half an hour.

Hm. Egg and beans.
Dad's special.

Little monkey!

-I'm going to watch telly.
-Oi, revision!

Oh, do I have to?

What? No revision, no dinner.

What do you want?

I'm sorry, love.
Mark got himself
in a right state.

He's not protecting you
and the kids.

It's cos they took the
computer and his car.

Greg said you went to
Peter Masham's office.

And he's been on
my back ever since.

-Listen...
-And yours and the kids!

Listen to me.

Please don't do
anything stupid.

That's just what they want.

Hello?

Hang on there.

Just, wait.

Oh, hi.

Oh, sorry.
Lost the front door key.

Found the back, though.

Sarah kicked me out again.

Oh.

Is it all right
if I stay here tonight?

Sure. You eaten?

Uh, no, but I'm meeting
up with Dylan like
right now, so...

-See you, Dad.
-See you.

-Hi.
-Hi.

Is everything all right?

Yeah, absolutely.

Okay.

Excuse me. Can we get
another bottle, please?

So now what,
you fill me full of wine?

And why on earth would
I want to do that?

I don't know. What possible
reason would you have?

Only to... Get more
information from me, probably.

I don't need you for that.

I have plenty of contacts.

Oh, okay.

Klein has another suspect
and his DNA was found
on the victim.

How could you possibly
know that?

Cos it's my job to know.

I understand why you're
feeling self-protective,

even a little paranoid,
but do you really think

I would want to spend
the night with you just
to get information?

The night?

You said "spend the night."

Hmm...

Shit.

Guess who?

Just make sure
you're getting that.

We've just finished here.
Is it all right to go in?

You're needed back at base.

What is this place, David?

I think you should
do your job, Greg!

The police are on me back,
the press are on me family!

You said you'd sort it!

I am sorting it, David,
but I don't have time
to run around after you

every time you have a
bloody meltdown!

Find somebody else,
get some proper help.

I'm going to have to deal
with this. I'm sorry.

Yes, it's fine, honestly.

Let me, er... Let me call you
a cab, okay?

Okay.

Give me two minutes.

Me own sister don't
want to know me!

Hi, can I get a cab...

Hi.

Hi.

Byron Lee's toxicology's
showed up benzodiazepines.

Large quantities. Something
like Temazepam or Lorazepam.

So he was drugged before
he was killed?

Hmm.

Have you checked
medical records?

Were David Bennetto or
Callum Jordan prescribed that?

Clarissa's onto it now.

Okay.

We've got another body.

Right.

I'm waiting for a cab,
I'll be there as soon
as I can.

-Hi?
-Clarissa can't get access
to the medical records.

I've found it in
Bennetto's kitbag.

-Lorazepam.
-Nikki, where are you?

I'm with him. He's armed too.

Nikki...

Just listen to me.
He's staying in a flat,

98, Lymden Court, I think,
somewhere near Poplar.

Greg Walker's here with me.
He has no idea.

Nikki!

Nikki?