01x04 - Episode 4

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Kelman: DCI Kapoor has

decided to step down.

You know they're

setting you up to fail.

Liz: Those files I asked for.

Officer: In DCI Kapor's

I mean your office, ma'am.

Whoa, sh*t! I'm here

to help you, okay?

One of Crowther's

crew, red hair.

Jock Ferguson.

Amy: I saw him through the

cracks in the wash basket.

Liz: There was a police officer?

Amy: I heard his voice.

Irish accent, talking

about insurance.

Liz: Paul. I need

some help in here!

[ Loud bang ]

The registrar says it was

likely cardiac arrest.

Bewley: That name

gave me, John Gibson.

John: I'm a friend. We

were in the army together.

Micah tells me you

are hiding something.

She's after that

burner phone, Liz.

I'll give you 24 hours.

Liz: I saw a nurse.

There's no sign of

him in this recording.

Who has access to this suite?

Guard: Detective

Sergeant Jardine.

[ Clock ticking ]

[ Liz inhales sharply ]

[ Clock ticking ]

[ Heavy breathing ]

[ Clock ticking ]

Don't trust anyone.

[ Machine flatlining ]

[ Clock ticking ]

He should have been right there.

Just before I come in.

Image looks normal. No

obvious sign of tampering.

Then how do you explain it?

Play it again.

Maybe you're mistaken.

I'm not.

I saw him leaving that ward

moments before I entered

and moments before Paul Brandice

went into cardiac arrest.

It's a cover up.

Wheatley knew the location

for Amy Lennon's interview,

a location that was leaked.

She had control of

security on the ICU ward,

and the security failed.

Her people had exclusive access

to the CCTV suite, and the

footage was compromised.

- That's not proven.

- But it happened.

My remit is to investigate

possible corruption

in your unit.

If I'm to refocus

on Wheatley's team,

I'll need a bloody good reason.

What if we can prove Paul

Brandice was m*rder*d

in his hospital bed

with police collusion?

That's a big if.

You said you tried

to interview him,

but he was too weak to talk?

But he was recovering.

Who knows what he might have

said, who he might have named.

We'll get the full pathologist

report within 48 hours.

That'll ascertain if the

cause of death was specific

to the injuries he sustained.

And the footage?

I'll get my tech

team on to that, too.

Confirm if it's

been tampered with.

And if it has?

Then I'll do what

needs to be done.

How's all this bearing on you?

I'm fine.

Just want to get

to the truth here.

As you said on the phone,

it might be a good idea

if this stays between us.

At least until we

know where we stand.

We can't be sure

how far this goes.

So you focus on

running the unit.

Keep your head down.

Agreed?

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Agreed.

Thank you.

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[ Sirens wailing in background ]

- Morning.

- Morning.

We had a call from

DCI Wheatley's office.

An official request to

re-interview Amy McClennan

regarding the safe

house sh**ting.

Right, I'll handle that.

I was told it was urgent.

Yeah, and I said I'm on it.

Where's this new witness?

Meeting room three, arrived

in the custody of DCI Wilson.

- Amos Wilson?

- Mm.

Alright, well this

should be good.

Lovely to see you, Liz.

And congratulations

on the promotion.

Very well deserved.

Yeah, well next time you

want to give me something

to celebrate with,

try a bottle of wine.

Look, we need to relocate

this guy urgently.

Would you at least consider it?

I did come all this way.

Alright for you Amos,

I will have the chat,

but no promises.

None assumed, DCI.

Liz: Mr. Ellis, can you tell

me about the circumstances

that led you to becoming

a witness in the case

against Daryl Fitzwilliam?

The two of you used to

be friends, I believe.

I wouldn't call us friends.

But you are a member

of Patriots U.K.

An organisation in which

Daryl is the leader.

I was unfortunately.

He's a very persuasive man.

You might say that

I was groomed.

Might I?

So you don't agree with

the principle tenet

of the organisation,

which is, and I quote,

the state sponsored genocide

of native British peoples

via the mass importation of

ill*gal migrants must be stopped

by whatever means necessary."

Violence is never justified.

Does your rejection of

Mr. Fitzwilliams' beliefs

have anything to do with him

discovering your friendship

with his 15-year-old daughter

and his subsequent threats

to k*ll you?

That was a misunderstanding.

Mr. Ellis, you have a number

of cautions for stalking

and indecent exposure

alongside a conviction

for sexual as*ault.

I have made some mistakes.

You're on the Sex Offenders

Register for Life.

Is your sudden heroism

perhaps motivated

by a desire to conceal your

extensive criminal record?

I'm ready to help you put

away Daryl Fitzwilliam.

All I ask is for a chance

to make a nice fresh start.

Isn't that a fair exchange?

I wouldn't touch that with a

hazmat suit and a barge pull.

Okay, he pulls his

challenges from a management

- point of view.

- Oh, he wants to get himself

off SOR, and he's a

serious re-offending risk.

Sorry, Amos, it's a no.

[ Sighs ] Fair enough.

But I should warn you, bringing

him here wasn't my idea.

Who's then?

Wilson: The regional SEC.

And the impression that I

gained is that he was keen

to make it work.

Very keen.

When do you go back?

Wilson: Tomorrow afternoon.

- No promises.

- None assumed.

I might just give you a call.

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Constable: And I hold

the deepest confidence

and optimism in you,

the future leaders

of our most ambitious

and sensitive

policing operations.

Thank you.

[ Applause ]

[ Audience chatters ]

Sir.

Acting DCI Nyles,

Protected Person's unit.

Nyles, how are things?

Difficult time to take

over there, I expect.

Yes sir. But I wanted to talk

to you about Patrick Ellis.

I hope you were able

to meet up with him.

I was.

In my opinion, Mr. Ellis will

be near impossible to manage.

As a sex offender, he's a

lawsuit waiting to happen.

Well, as acting head of

the protected persons unit,

you have absolute discretion

over who you accept

into the programme.

Yes, sir. I do.

Still, the home

secretary is very keen

that this case be

brought to trial.

So ensuring appropriate

protection for this witness

is of enormous importance.

I'd like to help,

but I'm short staffed

and without

sufficient personnel,

I can't guarantee the

safety of Mr. Ellis

or that of the public.

- You need more staff.

- I need experienced officers

who understand our protocols.

Someone in particular?

As you may be aware,

a colleague of mine,

DS Raj Kholi, is

being investigated

by DCI Wheatley's team.

I'm not interfering an

active investigation.

No, of course not, sir.

All I ask is that the

evidence against Raj Kholi

is independently reviewed

as a matter of priority.

How about I have a

little chat with her?

Point out the complexities

of the situation.

And I will ring DCI Wilson

and let him know that my

unit will be in a position

to take on Mr. Ellis.

Good.

There's one other thing, sir.

DCI Wheatley's team want to

re-interview Amy McLennan.

To ensure her safety, I need

to manage that on my own terms,

no negotiations.

Seems you and

Wheatley are enjoying

a robust working relationship.

We both have strong views.

I'll see what I can do, Nyles.

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Afternoon. I need a

word with DS Kholi.

Sorry, ma'am, he's with a

solicitor right now. So

Ah, speak of the devil.

Excuse me. You're

representing Raj Kholi,

I'm Liz Nyles. I'm

a colleague of his.

What a coincidence. DS Kholi

asked me to contact you.

Really? I've got

news for him. So

It seems there's a mobile

phone that's of interest

to the officer's

investigating my client.

DS Kholi asked me to tell you

that he's waited long enough

and now all bets are off.

He said you'd understand.

I need to talk to Raj myself.

DS Kholi said he'd prefer not

to have any visitors today.

I'm trying to help your client.

DCI Wheatley intends to

interview DS Kholi

in the morning,

and I have advised him

to cooperate completely.

Given that you are

trying to help him,

I'm sure you'll

agree with my advice.

Good afternoon, DCI Nyles.

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[ Sirens wailing ]

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[ Tires screeching ]

sh*t!

[ Knocking on window ]

You trying to intimidate

me? Is that what this is?

Just following a

directive from me DCI.

Okay, well, tell your

DCI the next time she has

me followed, she might

want to choose someone

with a basic understanding

of surveillance techniques.

We got your crooked mate Kholi.

We'll get you too, Nyles.

Just a matter of time.

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[ Birds cawing ]

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Hey, boss.

- How's the drive?

- Security-wise, all clear.

Our girl's not happy, though.

Okay.

Hey, Amy, love.

How you doing in there?

[ Birds cawing ]

I'm so sorry you've got

to go over this again.

Do you mind, ma'am?

Yeah.

[ Birds cawing ]

Well, congratulations.

I've never jumped

through so many

unnecessary hoops

in my whole career.

Well, given the leaks, I

think the extra precautions

are warranted, don't you?

No, I think you've got some goal

going over my head on this.

Being followed does tend

to firm one's resolved.

[ Birds cawing ]

All okay?

Well, DCI Wheatley doesn't

like our choice of venue.

It's better than being

inside that caravan.

Sorry. I know that was

tough for you, Sue.

I really appreciate it.

Do you think I'm stupid, ma'am?

Why would you ask that?

Sue: Because I feel stupid.

All that time I

worked with Brandice,

and I didn't even pick up on it.

You told Arun you

thought he was innocent.

Sue: At first, I did.

Well, at least I thought I did.

But now

the more I think about it

It's hard to reconcile.

[ Birds cawing ]

You know, the phone call he got

the morning he was shot,

it wasn't the only one.

From time to time, he'd slink

off, take a sly phone call,

it's all a bit mysterious.

Why do you think those

calls are connected?

Did you see the

phone he was using?

Sue: No.

It was the way he

reacted afterwards.

You know, like he

was hiding something.

I mean at the time I

just thought, well

What?

I assumed he was

having an affair.

I butted out because I figured

if he wants to ruin his

marriage, that's his problem.

It's nothing to do with me.

Did you ever ask him directly

who the calls were from?

Once. He said it

was an army mate.

Army?

Sue: Sounds like a

bad excuse, right?

Yeah.

Yeah, it does.

[ Violin playing ]

[ Door closes ]

[ Violin music stops ]

Hi, mum.

It's so lovely to hear you play.

Granddad asked me to. Aren't

you meant to be at work?

Yep. Just got to grab

something from upstairs.

[ Notification chimes ]

[ Buttons beeping ]

[ Line ringing ]

John: Hello?

Hi, it's DCI Liz Nyles.

I was hoping we

could meet up again.

I wanted to talk to you about

your army days with Brandice.

John: Okay, sure.

Well, how does right

now work for you?

John: Where would

you like to meet?

Liz: I am sorry. I know

you are old army pals.

John: No, no, I'm

[ Sighs ] I appreciate

you letting me know.

Though you could have

just told me on the phone.

I suppose I could.

John: So why are

we here? Really?

When did you last speak to Paul?

Um, I think I told you.

A week or so before he was shot.

You didn't call him on

Tuesday morning then?

John: I think I'd remember.

The phone he was using

when he rang you from,

he received several calls

from a withheld number,

most importantly, a call

just before he was shot.

I am trying to figure

out who was ringing him.

Would you like to

check my phone?

I assume that would

settle the matter.

No, some people have

more than one. Paul did.

And why do you think that was?

Usually because a

person has secrets.

Do you have his

phone with you now?

Why do you ask?

No, I'm just curious.

It's somewhere safe.

I assume your forensics people

are giving it the once over,

looking for clues.

Something like that.

And what happens

after they're done?

If Paul did have secrets, do

you intend to honour them?

Depends what they are.

John: Well, I'm sorry.

Seems that once again, I

haven't been much help,

but please do

do ring me again if

there's anything else I can

try to help with.

[ Waves lapping ]

Liz: This is acting

DCI, Liz Nyles.

Force number 0945621.

Can you do a PNC check on

a vehicle for me please?

Officer: Sure.

Liz: Sierra, Papa, Five,

Six, Tango, Yankee, Romeo.

Officer: Okay, gimme a sec.

Yeah, that's registered

to a car hire company.

- Smithson Autos Limited.

- [ Car door opens and closes ]

Are they on company's house?

Officer: Checkin' for you now.

Yeah, it looks like it's

registered to a Rezan Crowther.

- Rezan Crowther?

- Officer: That's what it says.

You want the address?

No.

I know the address.

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Liz: What you thinking about?

Brandice: Whether the

end justifies the means.

Liz: Deep.

It depends I guess.

Does it?

Or is that just an excuse?

What's this about?

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Work stuff.

You know, the dodgy

b*stards we protect

and the consequences of

all the secrets we keep.

Makes you wonder what

it all amounts to.

You start thinking like that,

well, you're in the wrong job.

Are you in the wrong

job, DS Brandice?

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[ Birds cawing ]

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Kelman: Kelman.

Ma'am need to tell

you something.

Something we should have

discussed a while ago.

Regarding the McLennan matter?

I think I've got the

connection between

Brandice and Crowther.

I don't want to talk

about it on the phone.

I could meet you in an hour.

I can meet now if

you come straight in.

There's something

I need to collect,

something you need to see.

Well, if it's

important, I'll wait.

It is, ma'am.

I'll see you soon.

TV: And it's standing room

only for the lake cameras,

and the bidding has

really started to hot up.

But the red team blue team

are trying to make a profit.

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[ TV chatter in back ground ]

[ Key clicking ]

Do you need the loo

while we're here?

Okay, as we are here.

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[ Cutlery clanking ]

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Look, now you're here,

why don't you pop up

and get your school books?

Jas: Was this your

plan all along?

Grandpa: At least if

your books are out,

your mom might not have

kittens when she gets home.

Jas: Okay, but first we watch

end of the show, alright?

Grandpa: You drive

a hard bargain.

Hi, love.

Jas: Homework. Just

about to start, okay?

Liz: I wasn't

gonna say anything.

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Hey, Dad.

I need to talk to you

about something important.

- Jas: Mom!

- Jas!

- Someone's been in your room!

- What?

Got to the kitchen.

Go now!

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Jas: Mom, what is it?

Stay here with your granddad!

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[ Liz grunts ]

[ Both grunting ]

[ Liz yelps ]

[ Liz grunting and panting ]

Mom?

Your face. What happened?

I'm fine. Are you

two all right?

Yeah, who was it?

I don't know, a

burglar. Just wait here.

Grandpa: Have

you called it in?

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[ Liz panting ]

[ Players yelling ]

[ Whistle blowing ]

You do not mess with my family!

I don't give a sh*t

who you think you are,

but there is a line, and

you've just pissed all over it.

So I am gonna make sure

you spend the rest of your

worthless life in prison

so that your son grows up

knowing exactly who you are.

- Who the f*ck are you?

- What? You know who I am.

You just sent one of your

g*ons around to my house.

Sorry, what on earth

are you talking about?

What? How did you

get my address?

One of your bent

coppers hand that over?

Dad?

You need to get

back out there son.

And listen to your coach.

You need to pack in tighter.

- Does he know what you did?

- Go.

What kind of a man you are.

You tried to k*ll

his best friend.

You talking about Amy

McClennan? Serious?

It's bad enough k*lling

cops, but a 12-year-old girl?

What sort of scum does

something like that?

[ Chuckles ]

Oh, you poor deluded, love.

You are so very, very wrong.

I am gonna bring you down,

Crowther. I promise that.

Excuse me, Mr. Crowther.

Is there a problem?

No, no, no problem.

I was just explaining

to the lady

that this pitch is

private property.

So unless she has a

student that's a relative,

she might have to leave.

Security: Mr. Crowther

is correct, Madam.

- Could I ask you

- Yeah, don't worry. I'm going.

[ Players yelling ]

Tell Amy Uncle Eddie

sends his love.

[ Crowd applauding

and cheering ]

[ Door slams shut ]

[ Breathing heavily ]

f*ck.

[ Cellphone vibrating ]

[ Liz moans ]

Yep.

Officer: Liz, I probably

shouldn't be calling you

about this, but I thought

you ought to know.

What?

Officer: They found your

motorcycle man, Jock Ferguson.

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What you doing here?

As you know, I have an

interest in this case.

So I've had the fourth

solicitor on the phone.

Crowther's brief

is going ballistic.

Some b*stard broke into my house

when my daughter was home.

Break in or not, you've

given Crowther grounds

for police harassment complaint.

How do you imagine Crowther

that got my address?

- Any theories?

- Wheatley: Okay.

Think really carefully before

you say anything else, Liz.

Is that why you had

your lacky follow me?

Liz.

Wheatley: I think you

should get that checked out.

It's affecting your

judgement. Let's go

Crowther had Brandice k*lled,

and he had help from

a police officer.

Probably the same officer

who leaked the location

of Amy McLennan's interview,

and now Jock Ferguson's dead.

Kelman: Detective

Inspector Nyles,

you need to get a grip.

No, Crowther is

covering his tracks

right in front of our eyes,

and you're all letting him.

I know you've been conducting

a parallel investigation,

which is so far

out of your lane,

it's in the middle of

the sodding Atlantic.

Paul Brandice was about to talk,

and they shut him

up on your watch.

So who's next, eh?

Okay. Get yourself down

to occupational health.

Get signed off with stress

and take a nice long holiday.

'Cause you've lost

the plot, Liz.

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Kelman: You said you

had something important

you needed to tell me.

Yeah, I did. But the

situation's changed.

Oh, you're not wrong about that.

Now Wheatley is either involved

or she's turning a blind eye.

Either way, we need to move.

No, we do not.

This time, she's right.

I think you better go

home and get some rest.

Right now.

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[ Mumbles indistinctly ]

Yeah, I understand that the

window bars will take longer,

but the alarm system

and the new locks.

Dispatcher: Let me just

check that for you.

Are you available tomorrow?

Oh, yeah, tomorrow

morning will be fantastic.

- Dispatcher: 9:00 AM.

- Liz: 9:00.

Thank you.

- So

- So I'm going to bed.

What kind of burglar breaks

in at that time of day

with the residents at home?

Look, the police have been,

they've made a report,

and I've got a security

company come here first thing.

Liz, is there anything

to do with that poor girl

you brought here?

Have you put your

daughter in danger?

You're retired, Dad.

Now leave it to

the police, please.

[ Inhales deeply ]

[ Sobs ]

[ Clock ticking ]

[ Door opens ]

Been a long time

since you did this.

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Jas: Do you think

he'll come back?

No.

He has no reason to.

He's seen we have

nothing worth nicking.

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Will they catch

him do you think?

Yeah, I think they will.

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The street ends at number 26.

Are you sure you got

his address right?

John Gibson. 28,

Clifford Heights.

Yeah, I'm sure.

So he lives at an address

that doesn't exist,

and the number I've

been calling him on

goes to an automated message

now, it's no longer in use.

Bewley: Same at his workplace.

No one's heard of Brandice's

good old army mate.

So he agrees to meet me,

and while I'm out with him,

Crowther sent someone

around to my house.

What, day after?

Look, Liz,

I came out here

'cause I'm worried.

Whatever it is that you're

doing, it's getting a reaction.

I know I said I couldn't

help you with this,

but you tell me exactly

what's going on,

maybe we can find

someone who can.

I, uh

I need to go up to the hospital.

Brandice's full post-mortem

results are coming in.

Okay.

Take care.

I'm not scared of Crowther.

Oh, I know.

Maybe you should be.

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Feeling any better?

As can be expected.

That performance wasn't exactly

what I had in mind when I

said keep your head down.

I suppose not.

Look, at this stage,

the post-mortem results

are strictly for

myself and Wheatley.

But contact me later

this afternoon,

and I'll talk you

through anything

that's relevant

to your concerns.

Alright?

I will do. Thank you, ma'am.

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Sorry, excuse me.

I'm Liz Nyles.

I was a colleague

of Paul Brandice.

Oh, I'm sorry about your friend.

Thank you.

It was a shock.

I honestly thought

he was recovering.

Yeah. I wanted to ask, did

you see any member of staff

you didn't recognise hanging

around the ward before he died?

A nurse you'd not seen before?

I don't know. I

think it's unlikely.

After he regained consciousness,

there weren't that many

that went through to him.

My staff, obviously, his

wife, and that police officer.

I had to ask her to leave.

Why was that?

She was getting him riled

up, and he'd only just woken.

Sorry, he'd only just woken

up. That was three days ago.

Yeah, that's right. Yeah.

Yeah. I was told he could

barely talk at that stage.

Oh, he was talking, all right.

I can't say he was shouting,

he was too weak for that.

But he was certainly coherent.

What did he say?

I didn't hear him,

but I heard her say

something about duty.

Duty to keep quiet.

Not a bad idea, keeping quiet,

given the state he was in.

Sorry, was that

the police officer?

The one with the phone.

No. The one with the scarf.

Thanks.

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What happened?

Forget it.

This is a bit cloak and

dagger, isn't it? Even for you.

Well, last time I tried to

talk to you, you clammed up,

so I thought a bit of

discretion might help.

Are you sure you want

to dig this up again?

Yep.

So Randy's being

transferred into the unit

without being vetted.

I was told he'd already

been independently vetted.

By who?

Someone high up.

Command wanted him in

the unit without a delay,

so I accommodated.

Well, you must

know it was Aaron.

The ACC? Higher?

I don't.

Well, who gave the directive?

The only personal

contact I had was from

your new mate, Kelman.

She passed his file to me

and made it clear

what was expected.

The Amy McLennan

interview location,

the list of officers

who were granted access

was me, you, Raj,

Wheatley, Jardine, Kim.

That's the official list.

Well, could anyone else have

got access, unofficially?

You mean Kelman?

I mean Kelman.

She wasn't authorised

to, but let's face it,

she was running rampant

through our records.

If you asked me, she could

have accessed almost anything.

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[ Door opens ]

Kalem: Well, you

got your wish.

I'm sorry.

The tech team undertook

a thorough analysis

of the evidence against DS

Kholi, and you were right.

He didn't leak the

interview location.

Turns out it was the result

of a targeted cyber attack.

A hacker got into

Kholi's computer

and e-mailed sensitive

information to a burner account

making it look like

he leaked the location

of Amy's interview.

What's happening to Raj?

The evidence against

him was concocted,

so he's being released

and reinstated,

effective immediately.

Right, if there was a hack,

then our digital

records are compromised.

We'll need to carry out a

complete cyber security review.

I already gave the order.

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Liz, I can see the pressure

you've been under here.

If you want to step

aside, take some leave,

I can find someone to say

No.

Yesterday I was rattled, I know,

but I want to stay here,

help sort this problem out.

Well, I've spoken to the ACC,

and he's okayed me

to personally assist

in whatever way I can.

So you're not alone.

You'll also be relieved to hear

that the postmortem results

show that Brandice

died from his injuries.

No evidence that he

came to further harm

whilst in the hospital.

So let that put

your mind at rest.

And CCTV?

No sign of tempering.

So we can focus on

the task at hand.

Good news. Right?

Such just shame you couldn't

get any sense out of him

before he died.

If only he had told

you what he knew.

Agreed.

But as I said, we ought to

now concentrate on the real

and present threat

from Crowther.

Brandice was your colleague,

but leave the m*rder

investigation to Wheatley.

You've enough to do here.

If you say so, ma'am.

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[ Keys jingle ]

What's happened?

I'll tell you outside.

One of Crowther's

men lifted the phone

before I could hand

it in from my house.

That's how I got this

- From your house?

- Yeah, it gets worse.

We know you didn't leak

Amy's interview locations.

That means another

police officer did.

No, they said it

was an outside hack.

- [ Sighs ] I'm not buying that.

- But why not?

If Kelman's people

say it's hack, then

Kelman's the Mole. It's

been her all along.

Liz, I know, I'm not

thinking straight

after what I've been

through, but come on.

Kelman lied about Brandice.

She said he could barely

talk when his nurse said

they were having an argument

and now she's just told

me to stop digging.

Okay, so this isn't our

problem. She's connected.

She's the ACC shadow.

Exactly. If she's involved, I

don't know how high this goes.

Raj: Yeah, so even

if you are right,

look at what they did to me.

You said they broke

into your house.

Who knows what they'll do next?

[ Cellphone vibrating ]

- Hey, Sue.

- Sue: She's gone.

- What?

- Sue: Amy, I can't find her.

When did you last see her?

Uh, 10 10 minutes

ago. She was right here.

But now Liz:

Have you alerted HQ?

Yeah, of course, full

code red protocol.

Okay. Stay where you are.

Wait for the search

team to arrive.

She can't have gone far.

I'll be there in 20.

[ Sighs ]

Are you coming?

Yeah.

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Sue, anything?

How did this happen?

We'll find her.

So, you turn down offers

of extra assistance.

You insist on keeping

custody yourself,

and then you bring her here?

The location wasn't the problem.

We followed all our protocols.

Oh, your protocols. Right.

And where do your protocols

say she is now then?

I don't know.

Everybody who was at that

safe house on the day

of the hit seems to

be turning up dead.

Well, let's pray we can

find that poor girl, eh,

before she ends up the same way.

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