Babe...
They've called me in.
Hm?
- You said you didn't think they would. - Mm.
Sod's law.
Go back to sleep. I'll see you later.
I'm sorry to bring you here, mate,
it's just I didn't want to bump into anyone we knew.
It's fine, Ray, I wasn't doing anything.
I'm SIO on duty this weekend.
But it's all quiet.
I'm fucked, Steve.
I don't know what they're accusing me of.
I don't even know who's accusing me.
I'm Deputy Chief Constable.
I was up for the Chief at Bedfordshire.
And now that's gone. Everything's gone.
You must have some idea what it's about.
Some sort of sexual misconduct.
Some women have come forward, I think.
It's embarrassing.
It's bloody humiliating.
I like women. You know, I like chatting to them.
- Bantering. - Well, what can I say, mate?
Other than, it's not the '80s any more.
Do you know what one of the allegations is?
I said to her, "Big buttons."
"Big buttons" cos, apparently, she had prominent buttons on her blouse.
Even if I did say it, I was just having a bit of a laugh.
That's all.
Yeah, you probably shouldn't say that stuff any more.
Oh, big buttons? Come on!
Well, maybe not.
Do you know how many statements have been written about me?
50! That's what I've heard, 50!
I mean, I...
I could always try and clear my name.
But, you know, it wouldn't make any difference.
They'll have me by the legs.
- You know how it works. - Ray...
Calm down. You're being paranoid, mate.
You have been in this job a long time, right?
You know how things are changing. It's not just here, it's everywhere.
They get a whiff of success, and then they're suspicious.
They begrudge you.
I'm telling you, it's brutal.
I don't get involved in any of that bollocks. I just do the job.
If they stay out of my way, I'll stay out of theirs.
Oh, don't be so bloody naive!
How's the family?
I'm causing them nothing but pain, Steve.
It's my turn to have the kids this week
and I've got to pick them up from their mum's, so...
- All the best, mate. - Yeah, you too, Ray. Take care.
Well, we were hoping to have the weekend away,
but they've put him on a flight.
Always the same.
Mm.
Mm, if you can pick me up, yeah.
Ten's fine. Thanks, Mum.
Oh...
Mum, I've got to go, it's Liam.
Hey, Liam.
- Have you heard from Sian this morning? - Sian? No.
It's just that Kev says that she didn't come home last night.
Mm, she was out with her mates, wasn't she?
Yeah, that's what he said. But he just sounded a bit worried.
She must have just stayed over at somebody's.
- Yeah. - Probably still asleep.
So let's just get the last spoon in.
Oh...!
We'll have to save that one for Grandad, won't we?
That's it.
I'll put those in the oven.
There we go.
- Can I have one now? - After they've cooled down, yes.
Someone tried to break into the bloody arcade again last night.
What's the matter?
Oh, sorry. Just... I always get like this round her birthday.
She'll come home this year. Don't worry.
Your Auntie Becky liked colouring in.
Just like you, hey?
I'd better get down there. It'll be all right, dear.
Mum.
- Have you rang Lora? - Yeah, she's not heard from her.
Kev said the last time he heard from her
was a text about one o'clock in the morning or something.
- Ollie, turn that down. - Yeah, sorry.
And, erm, now she's not answering her phone.
Probably still hung over.
I've told her about this.
Yeah, well, I popped round home, but she wasn't there.
Kev's started ringing round all of her mates.
I'll be back soon. Call me when you hear from her.
She's still not turned up?
- Shall we stop for a coffee? - No, Dennis.
I just want to get home, please.
That's good. That's nice, isn't it?
- Oh, they'll look lovely on there. - Hello? Mum?
In here!
Me and Chelsea are baking.
Daddy, we've made cakes!
Yeah, lovely.
Mm!
Come on, Mum. I've got something I want to show you.
- What? - Well, get your coat on.
It's only around the corner.
Oh, I don't know...!
Mum, come on.
- Get in. - Where are the other little 'uns?
My mum's got them.
- What are you doing in here? - Sorry.
The back door was open. We thought you were home.
We're here because your daughter's been reported missing.
Reported what? Who's reported her missing?
Er...
Her partner.
Kevin Reape.
She'll just be round a friend's somewhere, I'm sure of it.
She went out last night at Suju's in Old Town.
Must have had a late one.
And she's just having a lie-in.
He was worried enough to contact us,
so we're just doing the obvious things.
She's clearly not at her own home and she's not here.
Can you think where else she might be?
She'll be round a friend's somewhere.
We, er...
We need to do a ring round.
I rung the police this morning for advice.
They told me to ring the hospitals first. I've done that.
I've rung her mates. I've rung everyone.
I spoke to Suzie, Nathalie and Beth, who she was out with last night.
- Why didn't she go with them? - I don't know.
They said she had a few drinks,
got chatting to some people, then they got separated.
- When they left they couldn't find her. - Who was she chatting to?
They said this woman and a tall fella with a shaved head.
I can't even get my car out.
I'm blocked in and she's got her keys with her.
Kevin, I need to ask you a few questions.
OK, no problem.
No, just Kevin by himself. Thanks.
OK.
- Hello? - Mum?
- Yeah. Have you heard from her? - No.
- Not you either, then? - No.
- They're questioning Kev now. - What do you mean, questioning?
They've just taken him off on his own.
They don't think he's got anything to do with it, do they?
They can't do. They...
They're probably just asking him who she might be with.
But he can't think of anyone else. He's rung everyone he knows.
Bloody hell, Sian, what are you playing at?
Come on, come on.
- A step. - All right, all right.
And another.
- How many more? - One more.
That's it, that's it.
- Stay there. - Stay here?
Yeah.
And open them.
We've just bought it.
You are kidding me?!
Now, we're gonna gut it and completely refurbish everything.
And we'll only be five minutes from you.
The kids can pop in and see Grandma all the time!
Oh, how wonderful!
Oh, you know me and Charlie will help you all we can.
You know we will.
Oh, look at this!
Oh, my goodness, that's gorgeous, that fireplace.
Are you happy?
Mum...
Oh, this is just another thing your father'll kick off about,
you moving closer to me and Charlie.
He'll say it's my doing, taking the grandkids away from him.
He can get stuffed. I don't want the kids seeing him.
But I have to keep things civil, don't I?
I mean, what if Becky gets in touch again with anyone from his family?
I want them to at least let me know.
Mum, when she does turn up again,
it'll be you she'll want to see and only you.
She'll be home this year.
She'll be back for her birthday, Steven. I'm sure of it.
Oh, this is just... It's...
Look at this!
Have you got your own room?
Mick!
Mick, telephone!
Hello, Elaine. It's Debbie. He's just coming.
Who is it?
Hello?
Since when?
No. No, I've not heard nothing from her.
Yeah, well, she'll be round a mate's, won't she?
Yeah, all right.
Yeah, well, let me know soon as, yeah?
Yeah, bye. Bye.
You haven't got to take him home early, have you?
No, it's nothing like that.
Come on, Dad!
Sian's not come home.
She's out with her mates.
Erm, I'm out with mine, at Cheltenham races.
We're swapping texts all day.
Erm, and I get back to Swindon about 11:30.
And I'd been drinking all day.
I tell her I just don't fancy going out.
I'm done.
Then she texts me about 1:20 in the morning, saying, "Where are you?"
- But by that time I was asleep. - OK.
- And you don't respond until 3:24am? - Yeah.
I woke up and she weren't there. I checked my phone.
And that's when I replied, saying I was at home and waiting for her.
OK. And did you go back to sleep, then?
No. It didn't matter how knackered I was, I couldn't sleep.
I kept waiting and waiting.
About 4:30, I send another text just saying, "Worried."
And I put a kiss on it. But she never replied.
OK.
She got into a bit of trouble with money a while back,
credit cards and that.
I laid into her about it. But nothing she'd go running off over.
- And what about your partner? - Pete?
Yes.
How does she get along with him?
Fine.
If you think back, do you have any suspicions
about Sian's recent behaviour?
Suspicions?
Texting a lot, phone calls at strange times,
or being guarded about you having access to her phone.
You think she's got another fella?
Oh, come on!
Really?
Steve Fulcher.
Have you spoken to the boyfriend?
Mm-hm.
Tried the hospitals?
OK, right, yeah. I'll be right in. Thanks.
Next one on the stairs.
- That's her. - And what's the time?
2:52.
It's about an hour after she's texted the boyfriend.
Camera at the bottom of the stairs.
Oh, it's definitely her, the clothes are a match.
- This is through the foyer. - Mm-hm.
Oh, play that again.
No.
Not interested in each other.
The front door.
And finally, outside.
And it looks like she's going left,
which is in the direction of the home she shares with Kevin Reape.
- Mm. How far away? - About half a mile.
No-one comes out after her, follows her?
No.
She's a family girl.
And they can't think of a reason
why she'd be out of contact for this long.
Hm.
The cell site tells us her mobile was pinging
all Friday night and early Saturday morning in Swindon Old Town,
which is what we'd expect from someone in Suju's.
She leaves the club at 2:52
and her home is no more than 15 minutes away.
But at 3:24, half an hour after she's left Suju's,
her phone signal bounces off the Cadley mast,
which is roughly 14 miles in the opposite direction,
in the middle of Savernake Forest.
No response from her.
Right, so the only way that Sian, or her phone
if she's accidentally left it with someone,
can travel 14 miles in half an hour, is by car.
Mm, yeah.
The phone kept pinging off the Cadley mast
right up until 2:30 this afternoon, when we presume the battery died.
We do have a defined search area.
Unfortunately, the radius is 6.7 miles.
- Can't we triangulate? - No.
There is only one mast up there.
Right, I want the dogs out.
I want a search initially concentrated on
the entrances and exits to Savernake Forest.
I want the route from Suju's
all the way to Sian's address searched again,
concentrating on ditches, alleyways, anywhere she may have crawled
if she was involved in a traffic accident.
I want a house-to-house along the route,
not forgetting sheds and outhouses.
I want these posters put up...
...tonight.
Sorry, I've got to take this. Yes, sir?
I've heard you want to send a force helicopter up.
That's right, sir. Yes, I do.
£1,500 just to switch the bloody engine on.
She's been missing for less than 24 hours.
- Are you sure this isn't just a misper? - Frankly, no, I'm not.
It's possible that she could be round a friend's house
or wants to dump her boyfriend but can't face him.
But, no, it doesn't fit. Have you read her background?
- Yeah, fair enough. - I want to work on the basis
she's still alive, being held against her will.
You know, a crime in action.
We're on to this early, sir.
If we go big and go quick, we could save her.
- OK, press the button. - Thank you.
Sir, one more thing. I don't want to speak out of turn,
but I saw Ray Haywood today, just for a coffee.
All right, how was he?
To be honest, he looked terrible.
He feels as if the investigation into him is excessive.
It's a disciplinary matter. OK, I'll see what I can do.
But due process must be followed. It's largely out of my hands.
No. I'm just passing it on.
- Yeah, noted. - OK.
Thank you.
Jackie.
"Any news?"
Does she think we'd be keeping it to ourselves if there was?
She's only asking.
Pete keeps ringing, saying, "Don't lose hope."
Well, don't, then.
I cannot think of any logical reason
why she would have been out of contact with all of us
for this long.
- This is going to be bad. - Shut up, will you!
Wherever she is, it's against her will.
And when we get her back, she won't be the same Sian.
Zero Kilo Nine, what's your position?
800 feet above Savernake Forest.
Three miles south-east of Marlborough.
Thermal images are a negative.
Ground team, stand by.
Thermal visual confirmed.
I'm getting two live bodies,
about 50 yards north-west of your position.
Keep on that course you're on now.
Hello? It's the police.
Can you come out now?
Right, stand there, please.
It was just a couple out camping. They got the shock of their lives.
Camping? A bit bloody cold, isn't it?
There's some stuff online about a search for Sian.
And they said they wanted to be there early.
- A search? - Just local people, I think.
Boss, there's an ANPR camera
covering the main route between Old Town and Savernake.
We should have a list of index numbers by the morning.
OK. Concentrate between 2:52 and 3:24.
- Already done. - Thanks a lot.
Jesus.
Steve Fulcher.
Boss, I hope you don't mind me calling.
- You said any time. - Yeah, but not at night.
- Oh, I'm sorry. - I'm taking the piss. What have you got?
We've done the run from Old Town out to Savernake Forest.
The average journey time's 25 minutes.
OK, so...
...if she gets to Savernake at 3:24,
it means she left Old Town at, say, 3...
Er, we know she left Suju's at 2:52, which gives us...
eight minutes...
unaccounted for.
Whatever happened between her leaving the club,
and her or just her phone...
leaving for the ride to Savernake Forest,
happened in those eight minutes, right?
Narrows it down a bit, sir.
Mm. Yes, it does.
Well done. Thank you.
Hello?
Pete?
No, no news.
Oh, shit.
Well, there could still be any number of explanations.
No, there can't, Pete.
Nothing makes sense, other than someone's got her.
So let's just keep it real, please.
We've been asked to do a press conference.
All sat there, begging for her life.
You've got to do it.
I know.
You have to get the message out she's missing.
I know.
We have to be that terrified family.
Maybe one of us will cry, on cue.
What have you lit that for? The neighbours'll go mad,
all that smoke over their washing.
You're mistaking me for someone who gives a monkeys.
What do you think?
Yeah.
I think she'll love it.
Yeah, I can see Becky in that.
..conducting inch-by-inch searches
in locations in Swindon today,
trying to establish what happened to Sian O'Callaghan,
who went missing in the early hours of Saturday morning.
Oh, God, Charlie, look!
An incident room has been set up outside Suji's nightclub...
They're looking for that young girl.
...where she was last seen alive,
in the hope of jogging someone's memory.
I think I've seen her, you know? I've got a feeling.
It's her mum who's moved in with Pete the pilot.
- Other people on their way, Steve. - Thank you.
Pass that round.
Oh, here they are.
Are you the last one? Thank you, sir.
Right, guys.
Thank you, folks.
Now, a few new faces.
Steve Kirby will be Deputy SIO.
Debs Peach, I think you all know.
She'll be my scribe.
Now, the search at Savernake Forest is underway.
Obviously, it's a huge area, so it will be a slow process.
Erm, who's first?
Yeah, a couple of things from Suju's last night.
Er, several people report seeing Sian in the toilet with a female,
who was behaving possessively towards her.
Apparently, this girl is a lesbian.
And Sian was also seen in the smoking area with her,
where cannabis was being smoked.
And the DJ on Friday night, a guy called Lenny Banyard...
This is him.
...has since posted on Facebook that he is "suicidal".
- Could this be guilt? - He must be the tall, shaven-headed guy
Sian was seen talking to.
Lenny Banyard's tall and shaven-headed.
And feeling suicidal, apparently.
What about ANPR?
Yeah.
Er, 14 vehicles passed the fixed camera point
between Swindon Old Town and Savernake
between 2:52 and 3:24.
They're all being TI'd.
Er, we seized all the CCTV from the High Street?
Yep, that's either done or being done.
Oh, and taxi firms.
Don't forget taxi firms.
Sian did have at least one serious ex-boyfriend before Kevin,
- a guy called Max Evershed. - Mm-hm.
Her mum wasn't entirely sure why they ever broke up.
This doesn't appear to be working.
Deputy Chief Constable Ray Hayward.
Your pass has been disabled, sir.
But I've got a meeting with HR.
I'm sorry, sir, but there's a note here
that you need to be escorted into the building.
I can let them know you're here.
OK, thanks.
Thanks. Thank you, darling.
I think you look really good in that. It suits you.
Hello, John.
Karen.
Have you been spending Charlie's money?
I'm just going in the butcher's. I'll see you in the car.
So, how are you, how's everyone? I haven't seen you in ages.
I ain't complaining.
- Dad ain't been too well. - Sorry to hear that.
How's Steven?
I never get to see him much no more.
Them grandchildren are mine too, you know?
Steven's a grown man. I can't control what he does or doesn't do.
Oh, aye. Probably best he keeps you and Charlie sweet.
Why jump off the gravy train, eh?
It's Becky's birthday soon. Have you seen her at all?
No. Dad seen her that time.
She gave him a cuddle, he said, "Hello, Loogie Pooge."
You told me about that. So, has anyone seen her since?
- Dad said my nephew see her. - When?
He said he was down in Bristol and she gave him a large wad of cash
cos she said she was earning good money running some nightclub.
- Running a nightclub? - With her boyfriend.
What nightclub?
I don't know. It was a good while back now.
So why didn't you tell me?
I wasn't aware I had to.
Well, it's important! Cos I haven't see her for so long.
Well...
...at least she don't forget my side of the family.
Anyway, I'd better be going before the shops shut.
John, let me know if you hear from her.
Please.
That was the plan.
Well, how many are there?
There's dozens of them.
At least 50, I'd say.
It's gone wild on social media.
Well, let them help.
- What? - Let them help.
It'll take us weeks to cover that area on our own
and we won't have the time.
So let them help. OK, I've got to go.
He says let them help.
OK.
Right, ladies and gents, listen up.
OK, gather round. We're gonna be giving you a briefing.
We're gonna take you through in groups,
cos there's a lot of you here.
Were you jealous of Max Evershed?
She told me about him, but she finished with him before we met.
- Was she still in contact with him? - I don't think so.
Did her relationship with him annoy you?
I couldn't give a monkey's about him. I never met the guy.
I hope she's cheating on me with him right now, to tell the truth.
All I can tell you is me and Sian have something good
- and we trust each other. - Mm-hm.
Do you think Max has got something to do with this?
Well, I don't know. We'll talk to him.
Did she ever have any relationships with other women?
Relationships? What do you mean?
Well, she was seen talking intimately with a girl at Suju's,
- spending a lot of time with her. - Are you taking the piss?
- Sian's not a lesbian. - I have to ask.
I've got to go down every avenue and I can't sugar-coat things.
I have to have the answers now.
She's not a lesbian and I don't know where she is.
All right.
Look, take my phone.
Check it.
I know how this works. Check the house as well. I want you to.
I am worried about Sian.
I'll be honest, I am fucking terrified.
Well, I'm happy with him, he's definitely not involved.
Mm-hm. Agreed.
..scouring the undergrowth, searching for any clues
that might lead to Sian O'Callaghan.
More than 100 people turned out
in Savernake Forest, near Marlborough,
to help in search for the 22-year-old.
In groups of ten or 15,
they were assigned a police officer to lead the way.
The search is centred here at Savernake Forest,
because this is the place Sian's mobile phone last received a signal
in the early hours of Saturday morning.
The reason I'm here, Mr Barlow,
is because your car was picked up by an ANPR roadside camera
in the early hours of Saturday morning,
headed towards Savernake Forest.
Do you remember where you were going?
Er...
I remember I was pretty bored.
So you went for a drive?
Yeah.
What reason?
Monster Munch.
Monster Munch?
I just fancied some.
Pickled onion flavour.
I know they do them at the all-night garage there.
So you're telling me that, at three o'clock in the morning,
you drive for 40 minutes to Swindon Old Town,
and 40 minutes back,
just to get some Monster Munch?
Yeah.
- I didn't know you went out. - Well, I did, Mother!
This doesn't need you putting your oar in!
The house is in the middle of Savernake Forest?
Yeah, a little cottage.
The bloke's in his 50s.
He lives with his mother. I'm not happy with him, boss.
- Monster Munch...! - Right, we need a search warrant.
We need to seize his car. Stay with him, Bob. Keep an eye on him.
Lora's home from university.
I know. Isn't it great?
Dad picked me up from the station.
- Mum, what's happening? - Come on, love, none of that.
Is this about Sian?
I, er, I told him she hadn't come home.
- Come in the kitchen a minute, love. - Why?
Come in here. It's OK, you haven't done anything wrong. It's just...
Just, we're getting a bit worried about Sian,
cos we don't know where she is.
Can't you just call her on her mobile?
We've tried that but she isn't answering.
Where is she, then?
We've asked the police to help find her, so they're out looking for her.
They'll find her, won't they, Mum?
I hope so.
- They will. - Mm.
Straight line!
Hannah!
What have you got?
It's a pair of knickers.
What's happening? Hey? What are you doing?
What's going on up there?
What's happening?
I'd like to get into that loft, please, Mr Barlow.
He's always going out and driving at night.
- So secretive, he is. - Shut up, Mother!
I told my mother I'd got rid of him.
Please, don't say anything.
The intel team's been working on the cab companies.
They've come up with a cabbie
who's got three previous convictions for sexual touching.
We're doing checks on him now,
trying to establish his movements on Friday night, Saturday morning.
Mm. Did you hear about the knickers?
The search team found a ripped pair in Savernake Forest
close to one of the entry points.
I've asked Genevieve to fast track it to Forensics.
- Sarah, what have you got? - CCTV footage from the High Street.
OK, this is the east side of the High Street,
so Sian crossed the road after she left Suju's.
Looks a little the worse for wear.
She's headed in the direction of home.
Correct.
And then...
...she disappears into the headlights.
He's got his hazards on.
She's gone.
I've watched it again and again. You see her go into headlights,
then, after the car drives off, she's not there.
- She must have got in the car. - Play it again.
There's 65 seconds between Sian going into the headlights
and then the car driving away.
Why would you get in a car that's going in the wrong direction?
- Maybe she knew the driver. - OK, play it again,
frame by frame, as the car leaves.
It's an estate.
We can't tell the model yet, we've got a team on it.
Colour?
All we can really say is it's dark-coloured.
Could be black, dark blue, green even.
It's luggage rails.
I can't tell if she got in the car or not.
Stop.
What's that?
Difficult to see..
- A sign, maybe? - Play it again.
What about the rest of the CCTV from other premises?
- Still being processed. - We've got to make sure
she doesn't just pop up again further down the hill.
We need to be as sure as we can be that she got into that car.
- OK, thanks, boss. - Good work.
I always worry about her catching the flu.
I can't bear the thought of her sleeping out rough.
Well, she won't be if she's running that club in Bristol.
We can't really be sure she's still there.
It's not her.
Come on, that's enough. She's not here tonight.
- We'll come back again next week. - Well, I'll just...
...take them the sandwiches, poor things.
So, Becky Godden, her name is.
Or she might call herself Becky Edwards.
And she's a little blonde thing, only four-foot, 11.
But she tells everyone she's five-foot, three.
But if you hear about her, will you let me know next time?
I'm out here most weeks.
All right, thanks. Night-night.
- Bye. - Night-night.
Take care. Night, girls.
You look after yourselves.
All right, night.
- Here you are. - Thanks.
The girls got that for you.
- They bought it with my mum. - It looks nice.
- Do you really think she's still alive? - Erm...
Well, I've got to, haven't I? I don't do this to find dead bodies.
I've got to believe I can save her, haven't I?
- Yeah. - I'm glad you are home.
- Steve, have you got a minute? - Excuse me.
Er, yeah, I'm just about to go into the press conference, Mike.
- I heard you met with Ray Hayward. - I had a coffee with him off base.
Probably best not to have any contact with him
whilst the investigation into him is ongoing.
Well, like I said, it was just a coffee.
Like I said, probably best not to.
Hm?
Excuse me.
Er, these things are...
horrible and intrusive...
But they're a necessary evil,
otherwise I wouldn't have asked you to do this.
Have you decided who's going to speak?
I want to do it.
We don't want you breaking down in the middle of it.
- I won't. - Are you sure, Kev?
I want to stop people thinking about me,
wondering if her boyfriend did it and all that shit.
Just start concentrating on finding Sian.
Mm.
Well, if he wants to do it,
you know, it's fine by me.
Whatever makes the biggest impact.
- If he has to stop, then I'll take over. - Good.
Er, Elaine, can you make sure
that you're sat next to Kevin, please?
Two for the price of one.
Right, are we good?
We all just want to know that Sian is OK.
She has been missing now for over two days.
Karen...
We are praying for Sian's safe return.
It's not like her not to come home or contact us for such a long time.
It is her.
That's the mum. She lives over the road from us, Charlie.
We want her home safe and well.
I haven't spoken to her, but it's definitely her.
It's heart-breaking not knowing where she is.
Poor woman.
Someone out there must have seen Sian or knows where she is.
We just want them to come forward and contact the police.
Thank you very much, ladies and gentlemen.
Our press officer will try and help you with any further information.
- Did all right, didn't he? - Mm, really good to the end.
Intel's come back on Philip Barlow, Monster Munch man.
- Mm-hm. - He has eight previous convictions.
Mostly theft, dishonesty. One for assault.
Yeah, his car's not dark-coloured.
Anything on the cabbie with the history of sexual touching?
No, nothing back yet.
- You'd better get off to your meeting. - Yeah.
- Steve... - Mm-hm?
I've just had a call from a mate at Devizes nick.
Sorry, mate...
...apparently Ray Hayward topped himself.
What?
Yeah, his girlfriend found him hanging in the garage this morning.
What?
Well done, Kev.
You done really well.
Was it nerve-racking, Elaine?
To be honest, I felt like a puppet.
Move a hand or blow your nose and the photographers went mad.
I just felt manipulated.
Mick, give Elaine a cuddle.
I don't need a cuddle.
I'm all right, thanks.
Are you OK?
Hey.
Why, Debs?
Why kill himself?
Yeah, he had this investigation hanging over him,
but he had kids, for Christ's sake!
Steve, you've got to take a look at Ray Hayward.
What do you mean?
I mean, now. As part of this investigation.
- You've got to take a look at him. - Why?
- Because he gave me a lift home once. - Come on, not you, too!
No, no, he didn't try any funny business. Nothing like that.
I just remember his car was an estate car.
A dark estate car, with them luggage rails on the roof.
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