JESSICA: The more we know about her, the more chance we have of working out just how she died.

♪ ♪ EBELE: When she was 15, she was abducted by a cult.

JESSICA: Karol Wojski, Precious's social worker.

He's the last person to have seen her alive.

How would you feel about a trip to Paris, where he lives?

Hello, love.

I think I'm miscarrying.

JAY: You don't know me, but I know you-- I was there.

And I saw it all.

♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ (thunder claps) (whimpers) (click) ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ All we do is hide away ♪ ♪ All we do is ♪ ♪ All we do is hide away ♪ ♪ All we do is lie in wait ♪ ♪ All we do is ♪ ♪ All we do is lie in wait ♪ ♪ I've been upside down ♪ ♪ I don't wanna be the right way round ♪ ♪ Can't find paradise on the ground ♪ ♪ ♪ SUNNY: Hi, babe, it's me.

Obviously, um...

Spoke to your mum when you were asleep.

Be good to talk, uh, call me when you feel up to it.

Uh, back tonight, lots of love.

(keys jangle) (whispers): Pull.

Yourself.

Together.

(exhales) DAVE: I'm sure it's nothing serious, just a bad cold, but these days, you never know, do you?

So...

But as per our discussion, we've got a million new menu ideas, so she or I will call you, and hopefully we can reschedule maybe for early next week?

Thanks a lot.

♪ ♪ (groans, bottles clank) You said you'd find things.

You said you'd research stuff.

I said I'd do some digging, and I have, but the reality is that... Do you want more money?

RASHID: No, it's not about money, Tony.

TONY: It's always about the money.

I'm sorry if I've given you false hope, but perhaps I should have... (sighs) KAREN: So the firearm detailed in the original log was actually an air pistol.

Ebele's?

No, a flatmate's that she'd borrowed, according to her statement.

Apparently, she'd been drinking all afternoon with friends and it was a prank, a spur-of-the-moment dare to hold up a bank.

I thought it was a stockbroker's.

Yeah, it was, a company called Morgan Lavelle.

As I say, she was very drunk.

JESSICA: Why did she already have the airgun with her if it was an off-the-cuff dare?

KAREN: Yep.

(inhales): Okay, what did she get?

12 months' bender.

Right, low.

KAREN: Yeah, and then at the trial, the doorman that she threatened, a guy called, uh... Christopher Blackwood, so he ended up backing up her version of events, and he said that she told him it was a dare after just a few seconds of waving the gun around, and that later, he saw her mates giggling outside.

So why'd he call the police?

He said he called them before she revealed it was a prank.

In those few seconds?

Yeah, me, neither.

Okay, well, let's see if we can speak to him, the doorman.

I should also say that forensics have found what we hope is our bullet at the scene last night, so that's headed to ballistics as we speak.

♪ ♪ (sighs) So we did find a bank account for a woman with the same name and D.O.B., and her last transaction, ever, was a debit card payment to an off-license on the 26th of June at 17:43 that evening.

Was that... Was that not also the same date the social worker visited her?

I think it was.

Yeah, that morning.

Okay, good, like that.

Uh, what about her bank activity?

MURRAY: Very regular, for many years-- she used her card most days.

Okay, so it, it stopped being like that.

Then that's significant.

Absolutely.

And anything interesting in her bank statements?

Couple of things.

She survived mostly on benefits, but there were also cash payments, deposited, I presume, by her at pretty regular intervals.

Okay, what sort of amounts?

MURRAY: 300 or 400 quid, give or take.

JESSICA: How often?

About half-a-dozen times a year.

Started in 2010, stopped after the 26th.

Could it have been money from her sex work?

Hm, a meth habit doesn't generally go hand-in-hand with fiscal prudence.

No.

(chuckling) So... And the other thing.

Yeah, a standing order, which was only set up seven months before she died-- that was for 200 pounds, be paid on the first of each month.

JESSICA: From?

Just says "DSH" on the statements.

I've no idea what that means, but I'm investigating.

Okay, and her mobile?

Couldn't find any contracts.

If she did have a phone, it must have been a pay as you go.

Kaz and I are looking into that.

Okay, great, thank you-- uh, Frances.

Yeah, so I put a flag on PNC for Joseph Bell and I actually got a ping first thing this morning.

He was arrested, apparently, in Essex yesterday.

For?

ABH.

Among other things.

No bail, he's being held on remand.

Okay, find out where and see if we can speak to him A.S.A.P., please.

Sure.

Okay, thanks, all.

Where's D.I.

Khan, guv?

Paris-- interviewing the social worker.

Back tonight.

♪ ♪ KAROL: I don't know if you remember me, but we met three years ago, when you managed to get me a work permit?

(man responds on phone) I was hoping to repay the favor.

I've got some goods I thought you might be interested in.

Some watches, premium watches.

(man responds) Eight, Breqt, worth about 80K if you were to... (man responds) Maybe half of that, maybe 40?

(man responds) Yeah, I can, I can see you tonight.

Um, are you still in the same... (man responds) Yeah, I'll be there.

I'll see you then.

♪ ♪ (girls giggling, man speaking French on TV) (Karol exhales) (audio distorts) Yes, that's Precious.

Your client.

Yes.

My God, what a dreadful thing.

What a tragic waste of a life.

Yeah.

(girls giggling) So was it drugs?

No.

What, then?

We think she was murdered.

Jesus-- by who?

Well, that's why I'm here, to get as much information as possible about her last movements.

Right-- what do you want to know?

(exhales) ♪ ♪ (sniffles heavily) Hey.

If you've come for contrition, you'll wait a long time.

No, I don't need that.

I just thought you might wanna know a lawyer in London called for you.

Wants you to call him back A.S.A.P.

Why does a lawyer want to speak to you, love?

(chuckles) And how can we even afford a London lawyer?

(sighs) ♪ ♪ Her life was chaotic, as it often is with addicts, so she was hard to help.

Was she using when you were working with her?

Yes.

Did she ever deal, as well?

Not to my knowledge.

Did she ever mention any trouble with her dealers?

Not that she ever told me about.

And where was she living when you first engaged with her?

Temporary hostels, which she kept getting chucked out of.

For?

She had issues with her universal credit not being paid, she was stealing from other residents, ongoing drug issues.

And, uh, did she work in the sex trade at any stage that you knew her?

She said not.

But I know her son wanted her to get back to it.

And he was always short of money himself, so, maybe he persuaded her?

He was down in London when you were working with her?

On and off.

Did you actually see him?

A couple of times, yeah, when he was kipping on her floor.

And what was her relationship with him like?

Troubled, um...

He stole from her because of his own habit.

She also told me that he was violent towards her.

And what was her relationship like with her mother?

Pretty similar.

The trauma ran down the generations.

Again, all fairly common in families with addiction issues.

And how did you try to help?

My primary focus was to get her stable accommodation and a drug rehabilitation program.

Did you succeed in either?

No.

Because?

Look, people like Precious, for many complicated reasons, often sabotage their own help, so things can go wrong many times before they go right, which all costs money.

Sadly, "Let's raise taxes and give it to addicts" doesn't easily fit on the side of a bus.

So yes, we failed.

Because... Money.

(doorbell rings) Um, okay.

That's the girls' father, he's come to pick them up.

(girls giggling) We're in the middle of a custody dispute.

♪ ♪ (knocks at door) KAROL and SERGE (in French): KAROL: (Serge speaking French) SERGE: SERGE (mutters): What the hell?

(speaking French): (Serge speaking French) SERGE: KAROL AND GIRLS: ♪ ♪ SUNNY: So she's in and out of temporary hostels, and then in late June 2016... (exhales) ...she asks you to come and see her in a big house in Hammersmith.

Yeah.

And did she mention whose house it was, or how come she was there?

She said it was a squat.

Did she mention anyone by the name of Tony Hume?

No.

And how was she?

Fine.

Completely normal meeting?

Yeah.

She didn't mention anything about any rows, or anything to do with her family, or anyone that made you think that she might be in danger?

No.

Because we have reason to believe that Precious died very soon after your last meeting.

Almost certainly in that house, in fact.

So is there anything that you can tell us that would help us with that?

No, sorry.

So this was both the last meeting you had with her, but also, as I understand it, possibly the last with anyone.

You resigned the day after.

I don't recall the exact date.

You resigned on...

The 27th.

Right.

Were the two events connected at all?

No.

It just seems like a bit of a coincidence.

Does it?

Well, she's murdered, you resigned.

But I didn't know she was dead, obviously.

Huh, so what was the reason, then?

I didn't like the job.

What, that job specifically, or social work generally?

Both.

I was exhausted and demoralized-- we all were.

So... Just one more time, then.

Nothing happened in that house-- no arguments of any kind?

No.

No issues, disputes, problems between the two of you that you think that we should know about.

No.

(taps notebook) Okay, thanks for your time.

♪ ♪ MITCHAM: What are you talking about?

I was looking after him yesterday.

Of course I'm his brief.

Your name's not on the list-- maybe you've been replaced.

Replaced by who?

And so, in conclusion, your worships, we would like to stress again that our client has literally no history of absconding, that he has a vulnerable partner with multiple health issues who he is deeply committed to looking after, and lastly, that we would be happy to offer a surety of 10,000 pounds.

♪ ♪ SUNNY: Yeah, I want to find out about his departure from West London social services.

To my sense, there's more there than he's admitting to.

JESSICA: Okay.

SUNNY: And also, according to him, both the mother and the son were violent towards Precious.

JESSICA: Yeah-- although he would say that if he was trying to cover up his own tracks.

Yeah.

Okay, but let's trawl through his contemporaneous notes, and see what they say.

SUNNY: Yeah.

And it'd be good to maybe find half-an-hour to sit down together and, uh... (phone chimes) Sorry, what time are we at Earlmarsh?

3:30.

SUNNY: See you there, bye.

(call ends) ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ (mouse clicking) (exhales) Tony!

Ah, Mehdi, how are you?

Yeah, good, listen, um... Just wanted to let you know, I had a look at your grant application.

It's gonna have to be a no, I'm afraid.

Oh?

Yeah, budget's so squeezed, for obvious reasons, we just need to prioritize the more unique applications.

Unique?

What does that mean?

Well, there wasn't a lot of detail in there, Tony.

You know, for a 100K grant, it all felt a little peremptory.

I thought we had a shorthand.

Right, well, it's getting harder for it to keep working like that, though.

Hm.

Worked like that when I got you into the D.O.T.

When your son needed an introduction to Warburg's.

(sighs) It worked like that then, Mehdi, didn't it?

Ah, well, there it is-- sorry again.

(loudly): Do you know what they call you, Mehdi?

Behind your back, your department?

Mehdi-ocrity.

Never a truer word.

(clears throat) Do you know what they call you, Tony, hm?

Nothing.

No one cares.

♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ (keys jangling) JESSICA: I'm so sorry, Joseph.

Jay.

Jay.

I ain't seen her in years, man, so I don't care.

Your mum.

SUNNY: So when was the last time you saw her?

Ten years?

Got away from her as soon as I could, innit?

Bad influence.

Because her social worker details you living between London and Wales in 2016, and seeing your mum occasionally during that period.

Not true.

SUNNY: Well, he also details seeing you at a hostel she was staying at, in Acton, and also has her describing a row between you and her, in which you got violent.

Didn't happen-- must have mistaken me for someone else.

And as for violence, well, my mum was talking bollocks.

Why would she have lied?

My mum would've said anything if she thought it was gonna get her something.

Probably wanted to get into a, a refuge or something.

You think?

I do.

JESSICA: So did you never wonder where she'd been the last six years?

I assumed she'd gone to Wales.

To the farm?

Right, listen, if you're looking for someone who did used to hurt her, then speak to David Bell.

This was the man who ran the cult?

Yeah, proper nasty.

You actually saw him being violent towards her?

Yeah, lots of times, man.

I mean, she always left, but then somehow, for some reason, she always went back.

SUNNY: And when you say violent... JAY: Physical.

Sexual.

In here, man.

Treated her like a dog.

Worse than a dog, like, like he owned her or something.

How long were you there?

On and off from when I was about seven to when I was about 15.

And what was your relationship with him like, this man whose surname you shared?

Was he ever violent towards you?

He did everything to me, man.

Did you ever report anything?

To who?

We were 20 miles from the nearest town.

We weren't allowed mobiles, there was no internet.

Maybe that's why she was the way she was with me, you know?

Because of what he did to her.

♪ ♪ But yeah, if you're looking for a killer, speak to that dick.

♪ ♪ (phone rings) Hey.

Serge just called me-- what the hell is going on, Kaz?

Love, I'm sorting it out-- please don't worry.

ELISE: You're sorting what out?

He said you were being interviewed by a British police officer.

It's fine, I'll call you later, but I promise you, it will be fine.

ELISE: Karol?

Karol!

(call ends) Bonjour.

Bonjour!

So I'm sorry, but not only is our obsession with balancing the books economically illiterate, and not only is it morally wrong to cut funding for the vulnerable, sick, and needy, the absolute worst part of austerity is that it doesn't even work!

It turns out we are making ourselves poorer as a nation, and that... (video pauses) ♪ ♪ So what did you think?

This family lie very well.

So I need to know more about him, anything and everything we can find.

Guv.

Hi, there, just come to pick up my client, who's being released on bail?

Should all be in order.

JUDY: He had a number of mental health issues a year or so before he left.

What sort of issues?

(exhales): Anxiety, depression.

A degree of agoraphobia, I think.

Hm, brought on by anything specific?

Yeah.

Two assaults, one 2015, one '16.

Racially motivated assaults.

Because he was Polish?

Because he was Jewish.

His nationality was probably just a bonus.

FRAN: Okay, where did these happen?

First one, late 2015, just walking down the street wearing his kippah.

And the second one was outside a synagogue in February 2016.

Did he report any of these to the police?

The first one, yeah, but nothing happened.

(people talking in background) So he didn't bother with the second.

And you think this is what might have precipitated his problems?

Well, his parents moved back to Poland for a time at that point, and he was living by himself.

I just think he felt a bit isolated.

Bit lonely.

Do you think this is what ultimately led him to resign?

(phones ringing, people talking in background) (softly): Nothing I'm about to tell you is anything other than rumor, okay?

Mm.

So if you want any kind of detail, you'll have to speak to HR.

Okay.

And I qualify all of this with the fact that the Karol I met when he first came here was a lovely, kind, respectful, gentle man.

Mm.

There was a rumor that he left because of some inappropriate photos he took of a colleague.

On a stairwell.

Upskirting.

Upskirting.

JESSICA: We're just looking for more background information on him, and we have you down as his probation officer, so... Yeah.

Yeah, 10:00 tomorrow, that'd be perfect.

I'll send a Zoom link, okay, thanks, bye.

(knocks softly): Hi, guv.

Yeah.

Got the results of the C&C trawl on 64 Waterman Road, but we can do it tomorrow if it's too late now.

No, no, no, go for it, go for it.

So there's one incident in our time frame.

It was on the 14th of June.

A call to the local nick from a resident at 23 Waterman about a violent row outside 64 between two women.

Neighbor describes hearing one woman tell the other to, "Eff off, Mum."

So... Just 12 days before Precious's possible death, and despite Ebele telling us she hadn't seen her since her birthday on January the 15th, here is Ebele in contact with her.

Did a car get up there?

It did, but it had quieted down by then, so no further action was taken.

So... We have her shoplifting arrest on the fifth, where she gave the Waterman Road address, and then this incident, on the 14th?

Yep.

And then the social worker's visit on the 26th.

So that's nearly three weeks where she's living there in some capacity, despite the house having been made secure at least a month previously.

(inhales deeply) So how did she get in and out?

Had she broken in, stolen a set of keys?

(clicking tongue) Okay.

See if you can track down the attending officers.

Thanks, Murray, it's great work.

Guv.

SUNNY: We're just trying to get as much background on Joseph Bell as possible, so I'll send you the link, and look forward to speaking to you then.

WOMAN (on phone): Okay, thanks.

Okay, bye now.

(call ends) (sighs) ♪ ♪ (seatbelt unbuckles) And I'm not remotely pissed off with you.

How could I be?

You've never been anything other than completely honest about kids.

(phone vibrating) Sorry.

(vibration stops) So there's no blame.

About that, anyway.

But that doesn't stop me from feeling sad.

Very sad, in fact.

Sorry.

Obviously, you've got nothing to apologize for.

(chuckles) When you say, "No blame about that, anyway"... Well, maybe you're not to blame for that, either, because... You know, that's grief, isn't it?

And I should say I slightly feel like I'm not allowed to find it hard, or complain about it, or anything, really.

But it is hard, Sunny.

To feel so... excluded.

So shut out.

I mean, it's hard to feel jealous of a dead woman.

But I do.

(phone vibrating) (beeps) Because here we are, nine months on, with no hint of a wedding in sight.

No discussions, even.

I keep thinking you'll bring it up, because I'm sure as hell not going to.

But you don't.

And even as I'm saying this, I'm slightly hoping that you'll jump in and say, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's all okay, let's set a date."

But you don't.

And I'm scared I know why.

(phone vibrating) (exhales) (vibration continues) Take it.

No.

(vibration continues) Take it, it's fine.

(vibrating) Ten seconds.

(button beeps, vibration stops) Fran.

♪ ♪ (people talking in background) Hey, how you doing?

Here, come.

JAY: Hang on, I'm east, boss man, the docks.

We just need to go over some paperwork.

No, no, no, I need to get back to my girlfriend, bruv.

That's the only reason I called him, innit?

It'll take half an hour, I promise, and then I'll get you a car home.

(turn signal clicking) ♪ ♪ (exhales) DEBBIE: For what it's worth, it was just once.

And I know nothing I can say will ever allow you to forgive me for that, nor should it, but I am more sorry than I'll ever be able to say.

(laughing) My bloody sister!

(inhales) Do you want to tell me why?

I was lonely.

He said he was, too, and that you and he were finished.

When was this?

Three months ago.

You were on a course.

I'd babysat the kids...

It was in our house?

I'm so sorry.

Just... Go, just leave, please.

You know what, Debbie?

If you weren't such a weak... ...person, if you had even an ounce of backbone, you wouldn't have told me.

You'd have kept your shame to yourself.

♪ ♪ (phone rings) KAROL: Hey.

SZYMON (on phone, speaking Polish): KAROL (speaking Polish): SZYMON: KAROL: SZYMON: (in English): I'm really sorry, I'm on a pickup down in Fontainebleau.

Thanks for the heads-up, though.

I appreciate it, brother.

Speak soon.

♪ ♪ (sirens wailing in distance) (phone buttons beep, calling out) (French voicemail greeting playing) (voicemail beeps) Hey, it's me, listen.

I'm gonna come back, see if I can get this sorted out.

I'll be about half an hour.

Call me to let me know you got this.

(disconnects) ♪ ♪ (car doors shut) SAVILLE: Please.

♪ ♪ (door shuts) Joseph.

Tony Hume.

Why have you brought me here, man?

That wasn't the deal-- why am I here?

Please, sit down.

♪ ♪ (doors closing, people talking in background) (talking softly) ♪ ♪ (mouths) So all I want to know, really, Joseph, is what you meant.

What I said.

Okay.

And what you said, as I recall, is that your mother was Precious Falade, and you were there that night.

You saw it all.

Yeah.

You were where?

A don like you must be so used to being able to control things, innit?

Being able to influence and manipulate everything around you, yeah?

Whereas me, I've had almost no control in my life.

Almost no power, innit?

I've had to take whatever life threw at me, bruv.

Had to learn how to adapt, very fast, often, to the next random event.

And it's funny, 'cause I've been so scared of you since that very random night.

So scared of what you could do to me if I told people what I knew.

Except now I'm in the room with you.

And I see it's you who's scared.

Don't blame you, as it goes, 'cause you got a lot to lose, man.

Who are you, really, Joseph?

What do you want?

Who am I?

I'm me, man.

And what I want is this.

(yelps) (door closes) (boys laughing) KATE: Kids, bedtime.

Come on, brush your teeth.

(laughter continues) (water running upstairs) (footsteps descending stairs) (footsteps approaching) Did you forget I was going out tonight?

(kids running upstairs) Um...

Sorry, yeah.

Yeah.

Pajamas are on the bed-- you're all good to go.

Okay, thanks-- thanks.

You okay?

She hasn't told you, has she?

Who?

Debbie.

Told me what?

(sobs) ELIOT: Gran, we're ready!

Grab a glass of wine, I'll be back down in ten.

I'll shift my plans for tonight.

(footsteps retreating) (sobbing): Thanks, Mum.

(boys laughing upstairs) (sobs loudly) ♪ ♪ (dogs barking in distance) ♪ ♪ (door closes) JAY: I'm back for a bit now, so you're all right, Jordan.

Safe.

(exhales, sniffs) ♪ ♪ (door opens) (door closes) I missed you.

I missed you, too.

I just needed someone to look after me.

I know, but like I said, I'm here now, babe.

Yeah.

♪ ♪ JESSICA: We can't forgive her, Mum.

We can't forgive her for this.

You do understand that, don't you?

Your sister's not well, Jess, you know that.

Please, you can't always excuse her behavior because of anxiety or depression.

I'm anxious.

I'm depressed-- I don't go around behaving like that.

(crying): I don't think I ever want to speak to her again.

(inhales) And I don't think you should want to, either.

♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ No DCI James?

Sorry.

(sighs) CLAIRE (on computer): We tried to give her all the support we could.

When Joseph was about 18 months old, it was clear she wasn't caring for him properly, and he was taken into care.

ELEANOR (on computer): He often came into nursery hungry, in dirty clothes, often soiled.

She'd have punters coming in her house all day long.

I'd see him through the window, sitting in front of the TV all day, on his own.

I mean, I did phone social services several times, but I'm not sure if anyone ever came.

"Oh, miss, I fell."

"Oh, miss, a friend accidentally kicked me playing football."

"Oh, miss, I spilt a cup of tea on it."

When Joseph arrived-- late at night, gone 10:00, on his own, in the back of a taxi, because cuts had meant that there was no social worker to accompany him-- he was 13 years old.

I showed him his room, and he couldn't believe it because it was clean, and the bed had a duvet on it.

He stayed with us for nine months, and we applied for adoption, but his mother blocked it, and eventually got him back in the end.

Mainly for the child benefit, I suspect.

It was one of the saddest days of my life, having to let him go.

TERRY (on computer): Young Mr. Bell was 17 when he arrived with us.

But old for his years, you know?

Wily-- devious, even.

Never reluctant to use violence to get what he wanted.

Could he kill?

(chuckles) I've no doubt.

♪ ♪ (exhales) DCI James.

D.I.

Khan, sorry, hello.

What happened?

Where were you?

Where was I?

The Zoom calls-- about Joseph Bell.

(under breath): Damn it.

I, um, had some, um... Look, I'm, I'm really-- I'm really sorry.

Could we just, um, duck in here for a moment?

Yeah.

♪ ♪ (birds chirping) ♪ ♪ I can't work like this.

Next to you but not with you.

I sat in this room earlier and listened to various people talking about Joseph Bell, and it was illuminating and heartbreaking, and it gave me... (exhales): ...all sorts of insights and new ideas, and you, you missed it all.

I, I've recorded it and I'll send you the links, but it's not the same thing, is it?

Because we need to be in the room together.

We need to talk.

In your office, in the canteen, the pub.

We need to come up with 1,000 stupid theories and laugh at them and come up with better ones.

Because it's only by doing that, surely, that we get to understand the people sitting opposite us.

I can't be her, D.I.

Khan.

I'm not asking you to be.

All I'm saying is, there's a barrier between us, and I would love it if we could find a way of getting rid of it, even if it's just for this case and then we go our separate ways.

And maybe it is my fault.

And apologies if it is.

I've been dealing with some personal issues that, um... (sniffs) Well, I'm not exactly at the top of my game, but I would love it if we could reset.

If we could just start again.

Please.

What issues?

(clears throat) Yesterday, my fiancée had a miscarriage of a baby I didn't really want.

I am so sorry.

Thanks.

Yeah, it was very early, but still.

It was complicated.

(exhales) 54 minutes before I started the job last week, my... (inhales deeply) (clears throat): Excuse me, my husband, um... My husband told me he'd been...

He'd been having an affair.

(voice trembles): And, uh... Last night... Last night, I discovered it was with my sister.

Okay, you win.

(laughs) (sniffs) Oh, I'm...

I'm really sorry, too, I mean, that's... That's awful.

Is there anything I can do?

Uh, thanks.

Uh, probably not.

(laughs) But, um, thank you.

(sniffles): And... (knocking, door opens) We've got a result on the bullet.

What result?

It has the same striation marks as a bullet fired in a 2015 robbery in Lisson Grove.

The gun was never recovered, but an arrest was made of an Elton Paul King, a known associate and fellow gang member of one Joseph Bell.

Call Earlmarsh, see if we can organize another interview.

Do we know where this Mr. King was at the time of Precious's murder?

Yeah, Winterstoke, six months into a ten-stretch for the robbery.

He was released on parole last year.

Okay, well, let's see if we can speak to him A.S.A.P., please.

Mm-hmm.

(door opens) (door closes) So, uh...

So, yeah.

(clears throat) Just, just so you know, this is not remotely... (clears throat) ...who I am, or how I work, you know, this last week or so.

It's not...

So you know, I'm...

I'm sorry.

And of course, of course we need to talk.

So send me the Zooms, please.

I really want to see them.

And then, yeah, let's... Let's reset.

♪ ♪ As per my email, if I were to decide to bring things forward, how, how much notice would you need?

(click) ♪ ♪ NIAMH: "Thou shalt have no other gods before me."

She betrayed him.

She was 15.

SUNNY: Revenge starts to look like a fairly good motive.

TONY: The older I get, the more I see the mistakes.

KAREN: One last thing.

That is bloody gold.

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