(Owl hoots)
(Animal cries)
(Owl Hoots)
(Panting)
(Band plays blues)
MAN: Thirsty work this, eh, Vera?
- Vera, would you like a lift? - No, I think I'll walk.
Clear my head.
Night.
(Panting)
(Buzz of chatter)
Oh! Are you all right?
(Dogs bark excitedly)
(Owl hoots)
MAN: Is that somebody over there?
Over here!
Ripped By mstoll
Rain - that's all we need.
Yeah, the mobile trailer's on its way up.
Oh, would you look at these?
Wrecked! What's this, 20 sets of feet?
Yeah. They were all over it.
The kid tried to move her close to the road, thought she might still be alive.
- And was she? - No. Not even close.
- Footprints weren't us. - I know.
I know.
OK, so female. What?
- Late 30s? - More like 50s.
The hands give it away.
Well, wasn't dressed for the moors, was she?
- Where's her shoes? - Gone.
The underwear's still on, though.
Well, that's something, I suppose.
But these fibres.
- They're from the girl's coat, are they? - Yeah.
(Camera shutter clicks)
And this is where she moved her from?
- I'd say so. - What's that? Ten yards?
(Camera shutter clicks)
Now, you see that?
Alchemilla mollis.
And that only grows in patches by the roadside.
I don't see any here. Frank?
- Look for this. - Yes, ma'am.
It might give us an idea which direction she travelled from onto the moor.
So, what killed her?
Ah, come on, Marcus. Something.
- You'll get shirty if I change my mind. - Promise I won't.
Could be anything, cancer, exposure to the...
No, it's just a shoeless body has got me suspicious.
Come on. She didn't walk here, did she?
If she drove, where's her car?
Hm?
These were made post-mortem.
Possibly from manhandling shortly after death.
Right, so killed elsewhere and then dumped here?
You're doing it again.
Any idea when?
Maybe a week.
Say last weekend? I don't know. When I know, you'll know.
Lonely place to leave her.
That's lovely, Ciara.
This is my boss. Ma'am, this is Ciara.
Hello.
(Door closes)
What were you doing out?
Just nothing.
There's nothing to do here.
Do you know who that lady was?
Go on, you're not in any trouble.
Just tell her what you told me.
Anne Marie... something.
Her daughter's Mrs McKendrick. She teaches year five.
OK. Thank you.
You've done very well, do you know that?
We've got an address, but there's no reply.
Remind me why you moved her.
It was raining.
I didn't want her to get wet.
(Birdsong)
Right, house to house.
Hasn't locked the door.
Hello?
Anybody home?
(Music playing on radio)
(Clinking)
This suggest an altercation to you?
Maybe.
No blood, though, is there?
There was no blood on the body.
(Sniffs)
That's untouched.
Get on to when that was delivered.
Looks like the Marie Celeste.
Now, I'm not house-proud, but does this look like she was interrupted?
Abducted, taken up there?
Or killed here.
Women get murdered at home, don't they? As a rule? Domestic.
Well, that's true.
As a rule.
Get on to the DV team, see if Anne Marie was on their radar at all.
Yeah.
- Can you get this to Forensics? - Yes, ma'am.
- What're the neighbours saying? - We're gonna wait until his carer arrives.
Have we located her vehicle?
Well, they're saying she doesn't drive.
What, so someone took her up there?
Does that suggest a local? Isolated spot like that.
And did you make a delivery to Anne Marie Richards?
Yeah. Last delivery I made.
Er... maybe around six o'clock.
OK. And did you see anybody else in the house?
I don't think so. I think I just handed it over.
She ever call in to collect an order with anyone?
I'm only in this branch about once a month.
My local girl might know more.
- She's away this week, but I can call her. - Yes, please, love.
Found her daughter.
Great.
Right, Bethany, let's go and meet Nicole.
Before the jungle drums beat us to it.
(Cheering)
What?
It's your mam.
Right. Is she OK?
Has anyone spoken to Christine?
Who's Christine?
My sister.
Er... no. We've not.
I'm sorry, love.
Er... well, can we take you there?
- I can call her. Let me. - No.
You take Olivia back. I'll go.
How long was she lying there?
We think since last weekend.
She was supposed to come over last weekend.
And what day was that?
Saturday.
She didn't come. She texted.
Can you remember what time, love?
I was...
I should have called her.
I just...
I just didn't.
WOMAN: What do you want?
I need to come up.
What happens next?
- What do we do? - Honestly? Nothing.
- Just sit down. - I'm fine as I am.
VERA: You just take it one step at a time.
Whichever way you can.
Now, this here is DC Whelan. She's going to be your point of contact.
Anything and everything, you just ask her.
Er... you can call me Bethany.
Do we plan a funeral or?
Well, sometimes it can take a while for us to release the body.
Would one of you be willing to identify her?
No, I can't.
I don't want to.
I probably can't either.
No, that's all right. Don't worry.
We can ask her GP to do it.
Now, I'm sorry to ask, but...
...do you know of anyone who might want to hurt your mam?
Absolutely not, no.
And is there anyone else we should contact?
Other family?
- Friends of your mam? Partner? - No.
She didn't have anyone else.
We were all she had.
VERA: How sure are you?
Completely sure.
She was one of my patients.
Sorry. It's the shock.
Was she murdered?
It's possible.
Did she have a partner?
I think she said she did, yeah.
Do you remember his name at all, love?
- Or any details? - No.
I'm sorry. Nothing.
Just... Just such a shock.
Thanks.
Thanks for coming in, love.
So, what have you got?
I'm not pushing.
Heart attack...
triggered by strangulation.
Right.
Right, so, the choke didn't kill her?
Well, she wouldn't have arrested without it.
No, but could have been, well, not accidental, but a consequence.
Yes, a consequence of trying to throttle her.
I'm just keeping an open mind.
Partner, the GP reckons.
- Does that tally? - Yup.
Well, sexually active within the last few days.
But Christine said she was single.
But she could have had someone, a bit on the quiet.
Any DNA?
We've run it and there's no match on the database.
Now, aside from the obvious,
is there anything to suggest a pattern of partner abuse?
Apart from the fact that she's been murdered?
Like long-term scarring, burn marks.
No.
Nothing says that.
Anne Marie Richards, 56. Lives alone.
Found on the moor above Rookhall.
Presumed murdered, we think, last Saturday or Sunday.
Probably at home, though as yet unconfirmed.
Her mobile's not been used since early Saturday night.
She tried to call 999 around 8pm.
Cut off, then unobtainable.
So, at least we're building a picture.
Saturday night starts with a Chinese meal for two. Ends in murder.
What happens in between? Who was she meeting?
Now, she took delivery of the meal at about six.
And Anne Marie's text to Nicole.
- When was that? - About half an hour later.
It said "Running late. Don't worry."
So she was planning to eat with someone, and then go to Nicole's.
Well, wouldn't you think she'd phone, if her mam fails to turn up?
I might know why.
She ran off with a Turkish waiter and left them when they were kids.
Ah, widowed.
That's the girl's dad, then?
So, what, had a habit of disappearing?
That why it didn't raise any eyebrows?
- Do you want me to ask 'em? - Yeah, but not first off.
So did Mam move to Turkey, then?
No, the marriage didn't last long.
From what I can gather, she's been living alone in Edinburgh from the '90s till two years ago.
There's no trace of her here in between.
The granddaughter's about two, isn't she?
Maybe that's why she returned home.
Turned over a new leaf, playing nana.
Mm. And generally what was the picture in the village?
Apart from, you know, "You don't expect it to happen here".
A lot of sympathy for the daughter who's the teacher.
As for the victim, I get the feeling people are being polite.
KENNY: Right. Cheers. (Hangs up phone)
Ma'am, Mr Kipford's remembered something.
- Who? - Next door neighbour.
Ah, right, OK.
Let's keep a strong presence, yellow boards out, the lot.
Let's see what crawls out.
Have I missed an announcement?
I was trying to keep it on the quiet.
Oh. When's the big day?
Not fixed. Erm... as soon as, I guess.
Oh, a bit of a rush, is there?
(Laughs)
I'm joking. Good for you. Congratulations.
- Heartfelt. - You not going with?
No, I'm in the doghouse for applying to Major Crimes.
She's only got me playing Family Liaison.
Mr Kipford?
DCI Stanhope.
I understand you have some information.
Might have.
So, when did you last see your neighbour Anne Marie?
Last Saturday.
And what time was that?
Some time after 4:15.
Do you remember anything else?
Some shouting, maybe.
In the night.
What, from inside the house or outside?
Inside. I think I might have heard a car slam.
Was there any shouting outside?
No.
Did you see anything?
Getting out of this chair's tricky.
Do you ever see her with anyone?
- You mean, like a boyfriend? - I don't think she had one.
No, there was a man and she was upset.
Actually... middle of last year, there was someone she were upset about.
You're right.
- Do you know his name or anything? - No.
Salesman or businessman or something.
He travelled the area.
Type who'd sweep in with a bottle of wine and then not turn up for a month.
- Did you talk to the local lass? - No.
But our victim talked to her neighbour about you.
Some businessman turns up once a month with a bottle of plonk and a meal for two.
So, what were the pair of you up to?
I met her when I was covering in Rookhall.
Started seeing each other when I was in the area.
Then about this time last year she called it off.
She knew I was married, but not about the kids.
That was it then, when she found out.
So, what was last Saturday? A chance to rekindle?
No, she'd moved on.
It was just friends.
That's curious.
Cos we found an envelope with a slip from your restaurant inside.
Is that your handwriting?
Now, we also found cash in there and more in her bag.
And more on the moor where she died.
Did you give her money?
I was buying the house off her.
Cash was the deposit.
- Oh, really? - Yeah.
Without an agent. She said she needed money quickly, so I said I'd help her.
Mm. Now, it's your wife owns this place, isn't it?
So would you say you used your wife's money to pay your ex-lover?
No, my wife and I invest in property together.
Yeah, but it's not exactly a downtown location, is it?
OK, so this was more a favour than anything, but...
I knew she wouldn't have come to me unless she was desperate.
So you turn up, grub in one hand, roll of cash in the other.
What happens next?
Just said she was in a rush and to give her the deposit.
See that thumbprint?
Yours.
Now, why was there broken glass?
I was frustrated.
She was all over the place. She wouldn't tell me why.
I was just making a point and...
How did you know it was my print?
Oh, I didn't, pet.
Ma'am, the estate agent reckons the house is worth about 105.
Well, he said he was offering 80 grand.
- How much did they find? - About eight grand. So ten per cent.
So he was ripping her off.
Well, that could lead to a confrontation, couldn't it?
I don't know.
Doesn't feel like a business deal gone wrong.
I mean, if it was, you'd make damn sure you clung on to the cash, wouldn't you?
I think he felt for her.
I mean, I'd be more inclined to think jealousy or... something like that.
But...
Oh, push for the DNA. Let's clobber him with that.
Hold on.
Say he's telling the truth.
Why did she want cash quickly? Mm?
And why not turn to the family?
Have we done a background on them?
Christine was put on a treatment and testing in 2009,
instead of a custodial for intent to supply.
- Anything more recently? - Nope.
- Daughter and hubby clean. - Both had background checks for DBS.
- (Mobile phone rings) - What have you got?
She called a cab from her landline on Saturday night.
- What time was that? - About 6:15.
Regular customer apparently.
They were due to take her to a guest house on the coast.
- Text me the address. - OK.
(Seagulls cry)
- Is this definitely it? - Yeah. She booked it last minute for two nights.
- Not exactly romantic, is it? - Oh, I've booked worse online.
Ooh, I bet that went down well with the er...
- Charlie. - Fiancée.
- Actually, she found it hilarious. - (Laughs)
- Scan's tomorrow. - Ah!
14 weeks. But that's not why we're getting married, though.
Well, I wouldn't care one way or the other, pet.
Any CCTV?
No. They said it'd cost more to monitor than they lose in theft.
So, Huang wasn't talking out of his bum, then, was he?
She was headed somewhere.
So what? Another fella on the quiet, then?
And the money was for?
No idea.
What are we missing about this place? Mm?
I mean, it's the middle of nowhere, isn't it?
No ID, no credit card or anything.
But these serial numbers tally.
So gets the cash...
change of clothes in a bag.
Selling up, so doing a runner?
That's only a couple of nights' worth, though, isn't it?
OK, so someone's making it look like she was doing a runner.
(Exhales)
Neighbour hears a car door slam.
But that could be Huang, couldn't it, or the taxi?
So, what's the plan that's gone pear-shaped?
Or rather, what's the change of plan?
Should have gone to the daughter, but "running late".
Books a taxi to the coast.
I mean, she's getting ready, coat on.
This fella arrives, set to... body in the car.
Dumps the body and slings the bag.
Ma'am, Christine's changed her mind. She wants to view the body.
- Bethany's taken her down. - Right.
- Have you got Anne Marie's phone records? - Er... yep.
So, text to Nicole: "Running late".
Then five minutes later there's a text to a pay as you go.
"Be there soon. Love you".
So definitely lying about her movements.
But why? I mean, what was so awful, she can't tell her daughters?
So, is this to Huang, this "Love you"?
- Can we trace it? - Why would he have a separate phone?
- To have an affair. - I thought you, of all people, Kenny...
What's this number ending 921?
There's three calls the previous day.
- Four the day before that. - Mobile to the cab firm.
Oh. Yeah, you said she was a good customer.
- Bit of an understatement. - (Phone rings)
You checked her recent journeys?
Yeah, there's some trips to the shops and two trips to see the daughters.
Yeah, any pattern?
Have another look, see if there's a pattern.
Right. The DNA doesn't match Huang.
Yeah, well, that doesn't rule him out.
No, plus we can place him in his outlet in Consett around the er... 8pm mark.
What, the time that she was calling for help?
Well, that's no good.
Well, it is for Huang.
How long does she get?
As long as she needs.
Are you sure you don't want to?
Well, I'll give you a minute.
Who's this suspect?
He's being released.
Right.
Was she... seeing someone then or?
We think so, yeah.
- We should have just called. - Hey, come on.
Nicole... you couldn't have done anything.
Did your mum give you any indication she was planning to move away from the area?
No.
Why would you think that?
It's just an angle we're working on.
You won't say that to my sister, will you?
She doesn't need to hear that.
VERA: I can't tell you his name, love, and he's no longer in custody.
CHRISTINE: So you just let him go, just like that?
Well, like I say, we're pursuing another...
Yeah, but what if he does it to someone else?
We think that's unlikely.
She was seeing this bloke.
- No, she wasn't. - See, that's a theory we're currently working on.
Did you know?
How would I know?
I know she only came back into your lives recently.
- So you've nosed into us. - They have to.
- I'm not nosing, love, it's called...
I don't want you thinking things about her that aren't true, OK?
I just need you to tell me everything that might be useful.
However trivial.
I think there's a lot about her that we didn't know.
Well, take me through Saturday night. Mm?
She was coming to mine for the night.
I don't like being in the house alone.
My husband was away training.
And she never turned up?
No.
So I drove to Chris's to see if she were there.
Why not to your mam's?
- I thought she might be at Chris's. - But she texted.
Yeah, but... I didn't get that till the next day. I left my phone here.
And neither of you were alarmed?
I was.
I freaked out.
I told her that it meant that she were back to her old self.
So what do we think?
On something, or is she just upset?
Told me she'd been clean since treatment.
Double check their accounts of where they both were.
I mean, why would Mam book into a guesthouse if she's staying with her daughter?
Ma'am, Forensics.
They're saying they've found the Lady's Mantle.
That a euphemism, is it?
Do neither of you know what that is?
Alchemilla mollis.
Blooming townies.
Right, he gets her out of the car...
shoes falls off en route.
That is a long way to lug a body.
These are two sets of prints.
Yeah.
So, what, an accomplice?
(Mobile phone rings)
Marcus. Be quick, I'll lose the signal up here.
The marks on the body are not from being moved post mortem.
Right.
Someone gave her a kicking post mortem.
He says the marks on the body are not from manhandling.
- What? - This is starting to make sense.
These prints here... this isn't an accomplice.
This is her.
This is her walking and him following.
This is her kicking off her shoes and running for her bloody life!
(Sheep bleating)
So, not killed at home. That's where we've been off track.
So, driven away by someone...
as yet unidentified.
Mr Kipford said the shouting was inside the house, didn't he?
Yeah. But that could have been Huang sounding off, couldn't it?
Outside was silence.
Even if you're gagged, you could kick up a hell of a racket, couldn't you?
So, got into the car willingly?
Our mystery fella, then?
What are we missing?
What bit of her life is not on our radar?
- Work? - She didn't work.
Oh, well, it's just I'm inputting the statement of the girl who found the body.
She says she went to the pub because she worked there.
VERA: Withholding information is as good as lying.
I didn't lie. Just didn't occur to me, that's all. She did a couple of shifts now and again.
- It was casual. - Now, can you see why I find that suspicious?
We're new in the area. I've got a business to establish.
Can't be telling tales.
Now, what tale is it that you're not telling?
When was Anne Marie last working?
Ages back. She was never my first choice.
Why not?
Look, I don't know the inside track, but I noticed a pattern.
When she was on a shift, less people came in.
- I got the impression she was disliked. - Impression?
How?
Well, for a start, there were comments on the website.
- What sort of comments? - Rubbish, really,
saying she was picking up lads here.
Anyway, I deleted it straightaway, of course.
- And is that what she was doing? - No. Not that I ever saw.
Anyway, I asked her about it and she said that there'd been some fallings out locally.
She say who with?
Now you're asking me to talk about my customers.
That's right, love, I am.
A Farmer. Bob Tate.
Nasty piece of work, but people listen to him.
That's all I know.
Almost half of it's in the cache.
Saying she had a thing for younger men.
So, she's gone from no boyfriend to the village whatnot.
Can you tell me who got it?
- Is it this Tate fella? - Couldn't say.
Multiple identities, but only one user.
Yeah. One little troll with a grudge.
Yeah.
- Can I have a word? - Yeah.
Got something on Bob Tate from February.
Anonymous tip-off about him.
MAN: Can you give me the whereabouts?
WOMAN: The farmer's Bob Tate. I think they're some of his.
MAN: Right. It may be best to call the Animal Welfare at the council,
as they can make it a priority.
WOMAN: OK. I'll do that.
MAN: Do you want to leave your name? - No. No, thank you.
- That's her, isn't it? - Yeah. Phone matches. That's Anne Marie.
She sounds more nervy than I'd have expected.
Not as tough.
- Do we know what happened? - Horses were put down
and this Tate was fined seven grand and banned from keeping animals.
Which wasn't good, cos he ran pony trekking.
- Oh, well, he could be our grudge. - That's what I'm thinking.
Well, come on, let's get up there.
Well done, lover boy.
(Laughs)
Oh! What did you want?
Did you say something bad about me in your reference to Major Crimes?
- No. - Yes, you did.
- I just got feedback. - It wasn't bad.
I said I didn't think you were ready for that kind of step up.
OK. Why did you say that?
Because I don't think you're ready.
Not exactly a gymkhana, is it?
More like donkey rides.
How far's this from where the body was found?
It's a good half mile.
There's a connection, isn't there? Cruelty to animals, cruelty to people.
So they say.
And it fits with the manner of her death.
That was cruel.
Kicking her when she's down.
I know you think I didn't see you.
But I did.
If there's one thing I do know, love, it's where a girl hides on a farm.
(Chuckles)
What are you doing here?
Do you live here, do you?
- With Mr Tate? - Yeah.
He's my granddad.
Oh. (Chuckles)
That just the two of you, is it?
Yeah.
So, why didn't you run here after you found the body?
I thought they might be missing her in the pub.
Or was it because you thought the body was too close to your granddad's land?
Hm? Is that why you moved it?
Ah, he's lost a lot, hasn't he, your granddad?
Lost worse than stupid ponies.
No thanks to Anne Marie.
Listen, love.
Protecting an old man is something I understand, believe me, I do.
But you're not helping anyone by telling lies.
I'm not.
What do you want?
Bob Tate. DCI Stanhope.
Don't bother her.
It was nothing to do with us.
You know why we're here, then?
There was nothing wrong with those horses!
- No? - Nothing! And there she goes,
sticking her beak in when it's not needed!
But the council took a different view.
Oh, that's where you're wrong.
They said they could be rehoused.
She was the one who insisted they were put down. She were the one pushed for it.
So, would it be fair to say you didn't like her?
I'm just saying, you act like that, you get what you deserve.
- Oh, she had it coming? - I'm just not surprised.
Have you ever made any comments about her down The Langdon Beck?
- I don't go down The Langdon Beck. - What about on their website?
Do I look like a computer hacker to you?
So, there's someone else locally got a grudge against her, is there?
She turns up, interfering in things she knows nothing about.
They don't hand out fines like the one you got, willy-nilly.
Frankly, I let those old nags starve, yes. But I had a good reason!
- What's that? - My daughter died! Is that good enough?
Yeah, well, I'm sorry to hear that.
We were getting over it.
I had a... plan with the council to take care of the horses.
But that wasn't good enough. She wanted blood.
Got that vet to side with her.
- What vet? - Her son-in-law.
She had him like that. And we're the ones that cop it.
Does that tally with what the council told you?
More or less. Said the vet insisted.
If there's rumours about a younger man,
it couldn't be like something else between the son-in-law and Anne Marie, could it?
Well... it could be.
(Dog barks)
(Pounding on door)
(Dog barks)
(Pounding on door continues)
- Morning. - Oh...
She's not here, she's at her sister's.
- Do you want me to ring her? - Actually, it's you we wanted.
We just wondered, what kind of a relationship did you have with Anne Marie?
How do you mean?
Did you get on?
Erm... (Clears throat)
If I'm honest, not so much recently.
It'd got to the point where she'd only come round if I was out.
Oh. Why was that?
I was fed up with her.
She chipped up here expecting everyone to welcome her with open arms.
Oh, so it wasn't all forgive and forget?
Her coming back, it...
It upset Nicole, it really upset Christine. Now I've got Olivia asking for her nana. It's...
I'm sorry, I don't mean to speak ill of her. It's just...
I felt that at some point it would all go belly up.
Just not like this.
So what was it about her behaviour you found difficult?
Oh...
All of it.
It was like she was on a crusade to show how much she cared.
- What? Over-compensating? - Exactly. But it didn't wash.
It felt we were waiting for her to meet the next one, then nick off again.
Did you think she was in a relationship?
I thought she was, aye. I mean... that's what Bethany told us.
Well, that is one line of investigation.
That she was seeing a man.
What do you think about that?
Well, she had a right to happiness, but...
Well, it's me who had to deal with the aftermath, isn't it?
Tell me about Bob Tate's horses.
Did she ask you to put them down?
No. No, not at all. She was furious about it.
Convinced that I did it unnecessarily because she was the bloody expert.
I had it in hand. I'd spoken to him about their condition.
Then she had to ring the council and that meant I was obliged to act by the book.
It triggered a heap of trouble.
Well, like I said... she messed about with people's lives.
Didn't stick around to deal with the consequences.
Just got a feeling he knows more than he's letting on.
- Like what? - I dunno.
Kenny, the victim's son-in-law - Simon.
Have we double checked his movements for the weekend?
Er... yes, he was at a training camp for a pentathlon.
- Up Alston way. - What, 30-odd miles?
- Yep. - Oh, well, that's that, then.
What about Tate? What was he doing that night?
Home alone, he's says.
But there's no way of verifying.
We can bring him in on suspicion, can't we?
- Yeah? On what grounds? - Suspicion!
Not unless I can link him directly.
Where were the daughters on Saturday?
Er... they stayed over at Christine's place.
Did you corroborate that, like I asked you?
I will do, yes.
And then take a trip around Nicole's neighbours. Get a feel for the family.
I mean, you don't not chase it when your mam fails to turn up, do you?
But, there again, she has left them before.
If it was my mam, I'd be dialling 999 after half an hour, wouldn't you?
I don't know. My mam died when I was young, so I couldn't say.
I'm sorry.
Don't be, pet. It wasn't your fault.
It was the cancer. Edwards, what do you want?
Er... a neighbour reckons the victim's house has been burgled.
Well, there's nothing obvious missing.
Er... scuff marks there.
Aye. And there's prints on the handle.
You can rule mine out.
- Better get someone here 24-7. - Yeah.
- Could just be ghouls. - Aye.
People wanting in on the action.
Oh. Found our troll.
- What, under a bridge? - Hah!
All the posts all go from the same IP address.
That's located guess where?
Next door.
Quite the social networker, aren't you?
Is this the truth?
Hey, I think he wants a glass of water. Could you get one for us, pet?
OK.
Thanks.
What?
Please, it's Anne Marie.
She was helping me.
Well, you know, not just cooking but cleaning, dressing.
- Well, doesn't she help? - She tries.
You know, they've got so much paperwork. As soon as she arrives, it's just tap, tap, tap.
Here you go.
Thanks, love. Thank you.
I got carried away.
Oh, I'll say.
So, is it true? Was she really picking up fellas in the pub?
How about chasing blokes younger than herself? Hm?
Because if it is true and you failed to mention it in our earlier interview...
It's not true.
I was just being a cow and making stuff up.
Are you sure you're telling me everything you know?
Yeah.
So what's your motive for writing these comments? Hm?
I don't know. I Just did it.
To turn people against her? Embarrass her? What?
I just wanted to expose her for what she was. She was all over Mr Kipford.
Had her eye on his house, I reckon.
HELEN: The cheeky cow!
I know. Nurse Ratched's saying she made the whole thing up
because Anne Marie was exploiting Mr Kipford.
- Sneaky. - Do a quick background on her.
Next of kin and whatnot.
I mean, if she's not looking out for the old fella, who is she looking out for?
Shift records suggest she did come to the village on Saturday.
Could she have done it, though?
Well, if Anne Marie had been killed at home, I might have considered it.
But get her out to the moor and throttle her?
- Nah. - Hang on.
Here we go.
Ah, they don't call me Lightning for nothing. Son.
Dash Mills. Different surname, but lives in the same house.
There's a mobile.
Thanks, Helen.
9-2-1?
Isn't that the same as the cabs?
Anne Marie was phoning Pam's son three times a day.
That's not business. That's a relationship.
So how long's all this been going on?
He tells me six months.
I think nearer a year.
Is that why you wrote those comments?
Trying to put him off her?
She had a hold on him.
He thought he loved her. (Scoffs)
She just knew he had a bit of money.
So, where would they go to, you know, be together?
Because her neighbours never saw anything.
I don't know.
Now, you say that, love. But it backfires.
Because the more you lie to me, the more I think you've got something nasty to hide.
So, where is he?
Mum.
I'm sorry.
Now, this was taken just 400 yards from where she was found.
And pollen traces were found in your car...
...and on her body.
I went up there to see for myself, didn't I?
- What, to the crime scene? - Yeah.
I loved her.
I want you to get him as much as anyone, but...
But what?
But I promised. She didn't want her daughters to know about us.
I was just trying to respect that.
- Oh, so you're protecting her? - I was trying to.
They were her priority. She didn't want them thinking anything else.
Aye. Did you break into her house?
Only we've got your prints all over the door.
And they weren't there when we first cordoned it off.
I gave her a bracelet.
I didn't want it to get lost.
OK, so if that's true, where is it?
I couldn't find it.
When did you last see the victim?
I saw her on the Wednesday and the Friday.
I took her to a place called Blackhall.
What, on the coast?
Yeah.
- So, what's there? - I don't know.
Shopping, she said.
And then what?
The night you're saying she passed...
I went to pick her up. But she wasn't in. So I left.
OK, so why are none of these pick-ups on the computer at the cab firm?
Because, obviously, I don't charge my own girlfriend.
Oh, lucky her - personal chauffeur.
It wasn't just a passing thing.
If her daughters wasn't a factor, we'd probably be moved in by now.
Ooh.
So, why was she selling the house?
I didn't know she was.
She was up to all sorts.
Were you the recipient of this text?
"Be there soon. Love you."
No, I wasn't.
Was she seeing someone else?
If she was...
...that would give you a motive, wouldn't it?
Hm?
Marcus called. DNA's a match.
Oh, he's had sex with his girlfriend. I'm staggered.
I'm sorry, I just don't think he did it.
And he's been taking her... guess where recently?
- Blackhall? - Bang on.
Oh, ma'am, Nicole wants to collect some things from the mother's house.
Right, well, Bethany, you can take her first thing.
- Er... can't a real FLO do it? - No.
- I think you should do it. - And I talked to the neighbours.
- They couldn't verify anything. - Oh. Right. Thanks.
Well, they said there was a row sometime last week.
- Don't know if that's useful? - OK.
Well, Bethany, you can ask 'em about that, and all.
First, she has me minding a kiddie on a trampoline. Now this.
That's cos you're motherly.
Joke. See you later.
SIMON: Not sure how we come back from this.
I know it seems impossible now, but...
in my experience people find a way.
Never the same, but...
...they do get some peace.
I hope so. I hope you're right.
Can I ask you about something we heard?
Your neighbours said they heard shouting last week.
What was that?
Look...
...it's like I said to your boss.
Her coming back, it destabilised things.
Christine gets upset.
Nicole takes it because...
Well, she'll do anything to protect her sister, won't she?
Well, this is where Dash said he brought her.
Yeah, I cross-checked with his satnav.
Yeah, but why here?
- Not for shopping, is it? - Unlikely.
Well, there's only a corner shop and a launderette.
OK, how's this for an idea?
What shop do you go to and not spend anything?
Yeah. I know her.
Been coming in for painkillers. Quite big doses.
Could you look up when she's been in?
Why do you ask? Is she an addict?
Why? Do you think she was an addict?
- If they're not local, it does make you suspect. - So why did you serve her, love?
She always had a prescription.
Could you check for us, pet?
OK.
So she had a friendly medic.
Oh, I'd say so. Her who ID'd.
Asked if it was the partner who did it.
Wanted us to look the other way.
How do you pronounce it?
- Gonartriphylone. - Gonartriphylone.
And can it kill you if you take too much?
I thought she was murdered.
Oh, she was. I'm just trying to get a handle
on why you concealed giving her such big doses.
The doses weren't lethal.
Raised an eyebrow with the pharmacist.
She had chronic pain. I was trying to help her.
What sort of pain?
She broke her back horse riding.
In Turkey, I think. Years ago.
So, what, needed more and more pain relief?
- Did that not suggest addiction? - Yes.
Maybe I was being a bit blind to it, but...
But I felt sorry for her.
She was desperate.
So you... just complied.
I pushed her, I suggested alternatives.
But at the end of the day, if someone is begging you for help,
you might not find it hard calling people liars, but we do.
Nothing indicative on the spine or the pelvis.
Like I said, nothing on the body is suggestive of previous trauma.
So she made it up, this accident, to feed a habit?
Maybe.
- Anyway, her tox screen was clear, wasn't it? - Yep.
Those levels of opiates would show up in the liver, probably the pancreas.
So it's not her who's using.
My guess is she's feeding someone else's habit.
Ma'am, husband just near as admitted Nicole is giving Christine an alibi.
The row was Christine having a meltdown.
So, Christine's the habit.
Right.
Mam comes back into their lives, throws Christine's rehab off track.
So Mam's supplying her with painkillers to keep her off the harder stuff.
Well done, that girl.
Bethany, with me.
Mam agrees to meet Christine before she goes off to Nicole's.
(Knocks on door)
Christine?
(Video game shots being fired)
Christine?
Christine, are you in there, love?
Aiden, get over to the sister's house.
And if they're both there, bring them both in.
Nic?
No, no, no, no, no.
Nic! Nic! Nic! Wake up, Nic.
Nicole! Nic! Wake up!
Nic?
Nicole!
Nicole...
How many boxes did she have?
I don't know.
- I had no idea. - OK.
- Do you know where she might hide them? - I don't know.
I know it's difficult, but had she been using heavily in the last few days?
I guess.
She just sort of zoned out on me.
Where have they taken her?
The General? OK, we'll get over there.
Now, keep the sister with her.
- Accidental or deliberate? - That's not clear.
Aiden's with her.
I mean, she seemed to be together, didn't she, Nicole?
In a sort of shocked way.
Poor cow.
Now, find and inform the husband. He's taken the little lass out for the day.
And see if you can get him to make a statement about her giving an alibi.
We don't want him getting spooked and backing out of what he told you.
OK.
Hang on.
Just to clear the air,
- I did not bad-mouth you. - I know you didn't.
- They probably found someone better. - Not someone better.
Just someone more experienced.
You've just got to get back on the horse and try harder.
I will.
You keep at it, one day, all this could be yours -
the hat, the mac, the wheels.
(Chuckles)
- How's she doing? - She'll survive.
- And how long before I can speak to her? - I'll ask.
So what do you reckon? Accidental, cry for help, or what?
- Couldn't say. - (Mobile rings)
- Kenny. - Anne Marie's records are in.
Her card was used on that Saturday.
About three hours after the 999 call.
- Whoever it was bought nappies. - Thanks, Ken.
I think it was Nicole who went to Blackhall.
So, obviously, she's not covering for Christine.
Christine's covering for her.
So why lie and say your sister was at yours?
Because she asked me to.
What, when we came to break the bad news?
So why lie about your sister's whereabouts?
I'm guessing she was seeing some fella.
Oh, so your story is you're covering an infidelity?
I don't know. And if it was, so what?
Well, for a start, you've obstructed an investigation into your mother's death.
- That not bother you? - Of course it does!
But she asked for my help and she's never done that.
I had to choose and I chose Nic.
Cos she's always been there for me.
How did your sister feel about your mother's return?
I'd say she was happier before she came back.
These past couple of years, it's been like a...
like a cloud's come down.
She took some pills.
She didn't have any. She got rid of them.
She acquired some or stockpiled.
I thought I'd found 'em all.
This has happened before?
No, not exactly. Not...
Not as bad as this.
She struggled, after Olivia was born.
We've been in and out of doctors and counsellors and...
- Do you wanna go down there, yeah? - No.
No, no, I don't want Olivia to see her in hospital.
Well, why don't I drive you home first? Is there someone to look after her?
Maybe next door. Maybe. I-I-I don't know.
Anne Marie was the only help we had.
Erm... just hang on a minute, yeah?
Edwards?
I'm gonna drive them home.
Could you head back to the office see if you can get some additional childcare?
- Erm... what kind? Like a nursery or? - Can you just help me out?
OK, I'll see what I can do.
Thanks.
I told you, at my sister's.
You see, I know that's a lie.
She's told us.
I think you went to your mam's to collect a prescription.
I didn't.
And then three hours later, you went to a place called Blackhall and used her credit card.
Now, what happened in those three hours?
Where was your mam?
I dunno.
OK. What were you doing in Blackhall?
We were having a weekend alone together.
Her treat, why I had the card.
We'd kept it quiet from Christine.
Because Christine has a temper and it scares my daughter.
I wanted to be alone with her.
Now, see, I know that's a lie because the room was only booked for one.
This OD.
Was it deliberate?
No, of course not.
I wouldn't do that to my daughter.
The effects wear off after a while.
Well, that's risky, taking a load like that.
- I'm not a drug addict, I just... - Need medication to cope.
Look, I'm not judging you, pet, but why is that?
I mean, this predates your bereavement, doesn't it?
OK, I've got your discharge form here, Nicole.
Let's not see you in here again, eh?
Excuse me, love.
Can I just ask, have you come across Mrs McKendrick before?
Aye. She's been in a couple of times.
- Can I see her records? - Can't do that, I'm afraid.
Not without her permission or a magistrate.
Get on to domestic violence.
See if there's a refuge in Blackhall.
Broken femur.
Dislocated collarbone.
- Hand trapped in car door. - Please don't.
Listen, love, it's normal to feel ashamed, to feel like it's all your fault.
I teach little kids.
They look up to us.
It's not all the time.
Just... when it blows up, it really blows up.
And your mam was selling the house, so you could have a fresh start. Hm?
She found the refuge.
She got me another phone. She kept me going till the time was right.
You could've come to us, love, we'd have helped.
I didn't go to her.
She worked it out herself.
Said she'd seen her fair share of cruel men in her life.
So, how did you feel when she didn't turn up in Blackhall?
I just shut my mind.
I just went home.
Do you think it's possible your husband was involved in your mam's death?
No.
You've got him on CCTV, haven't you?
That's what Bethany told us. That's right, isn't it?
But what if he found out that she was trying to help you to leave?
No, he'd have killed us both and my daughter. That'd be my punishment.
He's got a gun.
He's what?
Keeps it in our bedroom as a warning.
Nurse.
How could I have been so stupid?
I want Armed Response on the road and to the house.
I want everyone out there.
(Mobile phone buzzes)
It drops out up here. Do you wanna stop?
No, you're all right, I'll just get you home.
- Do you mind me driving this way? - No. She's too young to understand.
I think you're right, let's just get her back as quickly as...
Is this where you found her shoes?
Shoes?
I'm not sure.
Hi, it's DC Whelan. Leave a message.
Bethany, love, we're on our way.
We're coming.
I should probably call them back...
...now I've got service.
I'm just gonna pull over up here.
I'll just go.
- Hiya. - Bethany, where are you?
Er... we're just heading back to the family home now.
- Just checking in. - She knows.
- You know, don't you? - Er...yeah.
I think so. I think I've got it now, yeah.
- Is Mark with you? - No, I sent him back to the office.
What?
- You're not alone, are you? - Yeah.
- He had a few bits and pieces to do. - Listen, Bethany, don't go back to the house.
There's a weapon there.
Right. OK.
We're up at Magton Mines.
- Magton Mines. - Magton mines.
I want all units to Magton Mines.
CONTROL: Copy that. En route.
(Siren blares)
How's Nicole?
We're on our way. An Armed Response will be there as soon as.
Can you cope until then?
Yeah. Oh, that's good. I'll let him know she's doing all right.
Good girl. Now, does he seem volatile?
It's not raining now, no.
If he runs, let him go. Just get yourself away from him.
We'll pick him up some other way.
- Right, will do. - Are you leaving?
She's fast asleep in the car, bless her.
Can you keep him away from the child?
- Can you do that? - Can I have my keys back?
Bethany?
She's gone!
I'd like my keys back.
It's fine. I'll drive.
I'd like my keys back, please.
- (Alarm bleeps) - I'm sorry.
You're not getting in the car with her.
No.
- Simon. - Drop the keys.
Drop the keys!
Ugh!
(Coughs)
You've got a chance.
I'd run if I were you.
(Gunshot)
Try her again. Try again.
Hi, it's DC Whelan. Leave a message.
Simon, I can't breath.
Simon.
Simon, I can't breath.
I can't breath.
(Mutters)
(Breathes shallowly)
(Car doors unlock)
(Siren wails)
What about now?
Come on.
- No answer. - Get Mark. Get on to Mark!
It's her. She's down.
Bethany?
OFFICER: Covering from the right!
Oh, Bethany. No.
Get on the ground! On the ground! Stay down!
She's not breathing. There's no pulse.
There's no pulse.
Ma'am? Ma'am, is she OK?
Give her CPR. Give her CPR, ma'am.
VERA: We're too late.
Hand it over. You can't do that.
I am so sorry.
It was an accident. I was...
We're here to talk about what happened on Saturday 15th.
Night Anne Marie Richards died.
Where were you?
You already know this.
- I was halfway up a fell with my uni buddies. - Yeah, doing what?
- Training. - Training on a bike?
- Exactly. - And that's exactly...
how you got home, isn't it?
On a bike.
See, you're not as clever as you think you are.
30-odd miles. That's nothing to a fit bloke like you, is it?
- Not when you're in a nasty mood. - No, I wasn't.
- I didn't go anywhere. - Yes, you did. You liar.
You went home because there was no reply from your missus.
You're midway through training and you just have to know where she is, what's she's doing.
Cos you're a controlling nut job who beats his wife.
I'm really not.
Did she tell you this?
You get home, no sign of your wife and daughter.
Oh, look, her mobile left on the side.
Is this some? Is this a joke?
Has she told you this?
Look, my...
My wife is disturbed. You should be helping her, not...
That's nice, calling her the crazy one. That's what you lot do.
I'm not one of those.
I'm a good guy, I'm a good dad.
Well, it's a pity you won't be seeing your daughter again, then, isn't it?
Because no matter what you say or do, you're basically looking at a whole-life tariff.
Ooh, that regret, is it?
Well, it's a bit late for that.
Best thing you can do is co-operate.
Now, Anne Marie had a plan to move Nicole out.
Oh, yes.
Everything in place to get her away from the vicious piece of work she calls a husband.
But the man with the cash, he takes his time handing over the money.
What man? What cash?
She was smarter than you.
You were just nastier.
So Anne Marie texts Nicole: "Running late. Be with you soon."
Only the poor love makes a mistake.
Instead of texting the secret phone they've been using behind your back...
...she texts her usual phone.
And you pick it up cos you're at home.
And that's how you find out Mam knows where she is.
So what next? Well, what follows is perfectly natural.
You wanna know where your wife is,
so you jump in your car, go round to Anne Marie's to ask her.
And then what?
She lies, does she?
Says she doesn't know where she is.
Ooh. The disrespect.
That get to you, did it?
I just knew then we were playing games.
Don't even try to act like this is tit for tat!
You shot an unarmed woman in the back.
We know the kind of man you are.
I told her I was going to Christine's to talk to her.
And she said... she said she was coming with me.
Aye, of course she did because she knew you were a danger.
She didn't want you knocking her other daughter about!
We were halfway there. I says to her, I says, "I know you know."
And you lost it and you strangled her.
It was her who got things out of hand. She called 999.
You cut the call.
She jumps out of the car, you follow.
She runs, you follow.
And you grab her by the throat, maybe just,
maybe to try and scare her into telling you where she was.
- Well, she should have just... - She'd rather die than do that.
She gave her life trying to protect her daughter.
Just as my officer did... trying to protect yours.
Right, erm...
(Mobile phone bleeps)
No bail, obviously.
Oh.
Has someone spoken to the press office?
I've got five missed calls.
Who checked the background?
How did we miss a firearm licence?
I think we mistook the firearm checks for the DBS checks.
Who's "we"?
Bethany.
I found this last night.
Near where... you know.
Look at that. Isn't that pretty?
You're a good girl. You know that?
Thank you.
Ciara?
Come here, love.
There you are.
Go on.
Don't tell your granddad.
I never saw it.
I think it's the one Dash gave to her.
Shall we it back it to him?
Well, you don't have to, love.
Might be a nice gesture, but you don't have to.
He loved her, didn't he?
I think so.
I'm so sorry about your officer.
Bethany.
Can you tell her family I'm sorry?
Yeah. Yeah, of course.
- I should have just... - Nah.
Only one person to blame for this, love.
Only one.
Are you staying with?
Yeah, for a bit. At least until after the hearing.
Good. Now, you stay close. It's going to be choppy ahead.
Hm?
So we'll be in touch.
- You all right? - Mm.
Back into town or the village?
Erm... look, can you get yourself back?
I'm gonna... have a little walk...
...clear my head.
(Exhales)
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