It used to be that we could talk to each other and this family.
I'm not supposed to tell you.
Whatever's happened in the past, they're still my kids.
Is that so weird? Wanting to know your own dad.
He can't just waltz back in like nothing happened.
I wanted to pick your brains actually
About the Breakwater account.
Stephen Marshbrook? - Yes?
Have you found something, mate? - Some papers in the ashes.
Every client we've worked with since Stephen joined the company.
Find!
The gun was dumped by this lad. - He is a she.
I'm not saying nothing.
We're looking for Grace Marshbrook.
She had nothing to do with it.
Was here all day with me.
She was arrested. Nicked her grandad's car.
You were hired by Stephen Marshbrook to look into the company finances.
He thought somebody was stealing. Somebody in the family.
So, based on the information the forensic accountant,
McGregor, gave us...
...we've applied to get access to the company accounts,
but we're still going through Stephen's personal bank statements.
Yeah, and you can see Rose Marshbrook's wages
are also being paid into that account.
Well, is it a joint account? - No, it's not.
It's in his name only. - Lisa, talk to Rose.
Find out what's what.
Now that we're getting Rose and Oliver out of the hotel
and into Bill's house, we need to get stuck in.
Yeah? Dig into the history.
How did they all get on with Stephen?
Who trusted who?
And who didn't?
Look, do you have a minute?
There's something...
That day.
The day of the barbecue, I had some documents.
Hard copies about the Breakwater account.
I wanted to talk to you.
I wanted to show you, because...
maybe you'd missed it
because you haven't been as on the ball as...
But after what happened, I panicked.
Because the police were coming and...
Anyway, these papers...
...I burnt them.
I destroyed them, in case they...
...fell into the wrong hands.
Good.
You did the right thing.
Might make a businessman of you yet. - No, but...
Let the police do their job.
We have to look after Rose and Oliver.
They're our priority now.
The least said about Breakwater the better.
Just leave it, Mark.
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What's all this about?
After a crime of this nature it's just routine, Bill.
It feels like we're being kept prisoner.
No, they're just doing their job, Daddy.
Welcome home.
Well, not home. But you know what I mean.
Yeah, I know.
Sorry, the door was open...
It's not a good time, Lyn. - No, I know, but...
It's all right, Lyn. Come in.
I just need someone to sign these.
It has to be a partner.
I'm sorry, I wouldn't ask,
it's just the bank are pushing us for...
It's all right, Lyn, give it here. - No, Dad, it's fine. I'll...
It has to be a partner. She just said.
Yeah. But you're retired. I don't think should.
Not any more.
I can hardly jack it in now, can I?
Somebody's got to run things.
A safe pair of hands.
That's what's needed.
A steady hand at the tiller.
Bill, seriously, you can't go back to work.
Not in your condition.
My condition?
You have a bloody nerve to talk to me like that in my house!
She's just saying what we all know.
Rose, tell him.
Mark, don't start all this again.
We can't keep ignoring it. We can't keep denying it.
No, I am not doing this. You are not dragging me into this.
Can we do this another time? - No. No, I'm sorry, Dad,
but you're in no fit state...
This is my bloody business!
I started the whole thing.
I set it all up.
If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't have a job.
And you wouldn't have your shop.
And you wouldn't be able to ponce round Europe,
instead of doing a decent day's work.
My condition?
Bloody cheek!
Don't listen to them, Daddy.
Don't let them upset you.
I thought you'd be best in your old room.
Come on in. Make yourself at home.
You were the only one that never asked anything of me.
It's good to have you back, love.
It's good to have you home.
Let's try this again, shall we?
Only, we could be looking at five years here, Cass.
And it doesn't matter that you're just a kid,
you'll still be banged up. And for what?
Cassie, love, come on!
How much were they paying you?
Was it worth it, your whole life chucked down the toilet?
Who was it, Cass?
Who put you up to this? - I don't know.
You see, that's not a defence. - I don't know, do I?
I never met them.
It was just on the phone.
This phone?
Yeah.
Was it a man or a woman? - A man.
Was it always the same man?
They'd say, "Pick something up here, drop it off there."
What kind of things? - Packages.
I don't know. But it weren't guns.
This was the first time it was a gun.
Cass, what happened that day?
You know what happened. - No.
He did the thing.
And he dropped it, the gun.
And I grabbed it.
Because they said, "Get the package, bring the package."
I didn't know they were going to kill anybody, did I?
If I'd known what they were going to do,
I would have told someone about it.
Do you need a hand?
How are you getting on? - Oh...
A lot of memories in this house.
Good ones? - Some of them.
Look, I know it's not brilliant timing,
but there's just a couple of things I need to...
Oh, OK. Erm...
Do you want to go and see your grandad?
See you.
We've just been going through Stephen's finances.
It's par for the course in an investigation like this.
Only, we noticed that your salary
was going into Stephen's bank account.
Why was that? - Oh, er...
We just thought it'd be simpler to have one account.
Well, I'm hopeless with money.
I thought you were the office manager.
Oh, yeah, but that's work. That's...
That's different.
No, it's just how we divvied things up between us.
Stephen took care of the finances and I took care of...
...everything else.
Did Stephen ever mention
any discrepancies in the company accounts,
money going missing?
Yes.
Yeah, and I went through the books with him.
But there was nothing.
Yeah, there was a few missing invoices, but...
Right.
He was just being... paranoid.
Thank you.
Can I ask you something?
How come it was your dad who was made partner and not Mark?
I don't know.
Something happened.
Er, I was away.
It was in my first year, I think.
Erm...
Some deal went tits up.
Some scheme Mark got involved in.
And Dad never rated Mark.
Dad talked to Grandad and that was that.
Mark was never going to make partner.
Well, it can't have been easy for Mark.
It's just business.
And what your grandad said about you travelling,
instead of working...
He expects me to stay here,
join the family firm, follow in his footsteps.
And what do you think of that? - It's not going to happen.
Not in a million years.
Stuck here for the rest of my life?
No, thanks.
When's the body going to be released?
Sorry?
There can't be a funeral till there's a body.
Yeah, I'll check.
I'll find out.
Sorry, I know it's a lot to deal with.
It's all right.
Well, no, it's...
It's not all right. It's a fucking nightmare.
Sorry about my dad. - Oh, don't be. Don't be.
You're all under a lot of strain.
What is it with your dad? Is it dementia?
We don't know. - Right.
He won't see the doctor.
We made him an appointment at the memory clinic.
He refused to go.
It's all right for Rose, burying her head in the sand.
It's me and Stella that have to deal with it.
It's us that are here 24/7,
waiting on him hand and foot.
And this is the thanks that we get!
You're living here, you and Stella?
It's a temporary thing.
We're building a house of our own.
But it's slow going.
Is money tight?
Money's always tight.
Why can't you call him yourself?
Because he won't come if I do.
Come on, love, I wouldn't ask if it wasn't important.
I hope you know what you're doing.
Hello?
Oh, hiya. Yeah, er, I saw your van in town, I took down your number.
I just wondered if you could pop round and take a look at our roof.
Right, where are you?
Rose said that, erm,
Stephen was just being paranoid.
But I don't know.
Hm.
Er, another thing is that Mark and Stella
are having money troubles.
I tried to find out more, but he clammed up a bit.
I didn't want to push too hard.
Did you talk to her? - No, not yet.
I want her on her own, away from the family, see if she'll open up.
Especially about Stephen.
I think he might have tried it on with her.
And Jamie said his dad and Mark had a falling out recently.
Definitely bad blood there.
Boss...
Yeah? - I thought this might be useful.
I had some luck with the Land Registry.
Record of property sales Bradwell and Marshbrook
have been handling.
That seems to have been their main focus recently.
Is this local?
Yeah, there's a bunch of sites around Morecambe.
I'll follow this up, boss. See if there's anything to find.
OK, Lisa, you follow up with Stella.
Yeah.
Hiya. You called about the, er...
...roof.
Right.
Oh...
I see.
I get it, yeah.
Long time. - Not long enough.
Well, so...
...how have you been?
No, I don't fancy a trip down memory lane,
if that's all right with you.
This is purely business.
Right, so you do want me to look at the roof?
How much is it going to take?
Well, I'll have to get up there first and...
A grand.
A grand and you sling your hook.
So, you...
Are you trying to buy me off? - Two grand.
It... It's not the way it works.
Five grand.
Final offer.
Five grand and you leave for good.
Where are you going to get five grand from?
Never you mind.
No.
I'm not going anywhere.
The fact is, I'm seeing Lisa and the kids tonight.
So, you can keep your money.
Hiya. Just take a seat, I'll be with you in a tick.
Oh, no, I'm not here to get my hair cut.
It's all right, Kat.
OK, sure.
Hiya. Do you want to come in?
Thanks.
And you wanted me to do something different?
How's business?
Well, as you can see, we're rushed off our feet!
Mark said you're building a house. - Oh, don't remind me.
It's a right bloody money pit.
Do you mind? - No, sit down.
It can't be easy, marrying into a family like that.
No, you're right. They take you over.
They suck you in. I haven't seen my own family in months.
Too busy looking after that lot.
Was it like that for Stephen? - No.
Stephen, he slotted right in.
He had no family of his own.
He knew which side his bread was buttered.
You know, sucking up to Bill.
Pushing Mark out of the picture.
You see, that's what he was like. He could be a right bastard.
I know. I know I shouldn't speak ill of the dead, but...
Stella, did he ever try it on with you?
Hm, me? He wouldn't dare.
He knew I saw straight through him.
And the way they speak about him now,
like the sun shone out of his arse...
It's hilarious!
Or it would be, if it wasn't such a pile of shit.
Do you think that Rose suspected that he was playing away?
Of course she did. She must have done.
But she put up with it. She put up with him.
Did you ever talk to her about it?
I tried to.
But the shutters would come down, cos that's what they're like.
The slightest criticism
and they circle the wagons, carry on playing happy families.
Mark's the same.
Even Jamie.
Of all people.
Why would you say that?
Well, let's just say that Stephen wasn't exactly
approving of Jamie's life choices.
Right.
I don't think he spoke more than two words to Theo. Ever.
But that's just swept under the carpet,
because that's what they do.
Hiya, love.
What are you doing here?
Lunch!
Aw, you shouldn't have. - Don't be daft.
So, how's business?
It's not great, to be honest. I'm lucky I still have a job.
Tina's thinking of jacking it in and training to be a teacher.
Why?
Er, no, I'm just wondering,
do you know anything about these properties?
Oh, right!
I see.
I thought this was too good to be true.
Are you trying to get me to give away trade secrets?
Oh, yeah, that's why I married you.
That, and I'm a police officer, so you have to do as I say.
Cheeky sod.
We had this one, Garrisley Road,
on our books for ages. We couldn't shift it.
How much was it on for?
170 grand.
And that was pushing it. - Well, it's just gone for 300.
You're kidding me?
It's not worth that.
Boo!
Hi, Claire.
Er, listen... - Do you want to go out with me?
Just, there's this thing on at the Platform tonight.
It'll probably be shit, but.. - Tonight?
Eight o'clock, it's... - I can't tonight.
Oh...
But... - OK.
No... - OK.
Well... - Never mind.
Yeah.
Ooph, burn!
Don't.
How's it going?
All right, yeah.
I'm just checking out these property sales. Only, it...
It doesn't add up. It just doesn't make sense.
All these properties sold for way more than they're worth.
All right, well, shift up. I'll give you a hand.
I thought you had a dinner thing.
It don't matter.
We'll get through it quicker if we do it together.
Right...
Is it that bloke?
Your ex? - It's fine, he can wait.
And the kids?
Look.
I've got this, all right? You go home.
Yeah.
Cheers, Med.
I'll see you tomorrow. - Yeah.
Oh, love. Look, we don't have to do this, you know.
Honestly, we can just turn around and go.
Let's just get it over with.
Hey. - Hey.
All right, kid?
Abbie...
Shall we just do this? - Uh-huh.
Go there. - Yeah.
Here you go.
Er, right.
So, what does everybody fancy?
Abbie? - I'm not hungry.
What?
It's pizza.
You love pizza.
Yeah, when I was, like, five. Keep up, Andy.
Don't...
What?
Don't call me Andy, love.
Don't call me love. - Abbie...
Sorry, Andy.
It was! It was this place, before they did it up.
It wasn't. You've got such a shit memory!
Rob, back me up here, mate. - I don't know.
I can't remember. - But you must remember.
There were the games and candyfloss, all that.
No, Mum's right.
It weren't here, it were further down the prom.
Are you sure? I could've sworn...
Yeah. No, I'm sure. We used to go there all the time.
Er, me and you.
The number you have dialled has not been recognised.
Please check and try again.
You didn't have to do that.
I'm not having you paying for stuff. - Well, thank you.
Erm...
Did you, er, get that flat in the end?
Er, no.
No. Er, it didn't work out. But I'll keep looking, you know.
Yeah.
Well, night, guys.
Yeah, night. - I'll be there in a sec.
She's, erm...
Can you blame her? - No.
I know, but...
It'll take time. But we've got time.
I'm not going anywhere. - You say that.
I'm not going anywhere, Leese. No matter what anyone says.
What does that mean? - Well, erm...
I saw your mum today.
And she offered me money to go. To piss off.
And what did you say? - Well, I'm still here, aren't I?
Just, you said no secrets, so...
...I thought you should know, that's all.
Right.
Goodnight. - Night.
I was worried about you, that was all.
Well, you don't need to worry about me.
Of course I do. That's my job.
I can't believe you offered him money.
And I can't believe you didn't tell me he was back.
Why didn't you say something? - Because I was handling it!
I was taking care of it. - Oh, you were handling it.
Yes! I'm not a kid any more, Mum.
I don't need you fighting my battles for me.
And I don't need you interfering in my life.
Well, that's not fair.
Tom, keep out of it. It's between me and my mum.
Interfering? - Yes, inter...
What would you call it? - I'd call it looking out for you.
I'd call it wanting what's best for you.
I'd call it putting your interests first.
Right, but it's not your place to decide what's best for me, is it?
Look at us. He's only been back five minutes
and he's already got us at each other's throats.
You see? This is what he does.
This is what he's always done.
Look, Mum, I'm not an idiot.
I know what he's like. I know who he is.
I'm not just going to make all the same mistakes again.
But if there's a chance for the kids
to have their dad back in their lives, I have to consider it.
And I don't have a say in the matter?
No, of course you don't!
Look, I'm sorry, I didn't ask for this to happen, right?
But it's my life we're talking about.
Mine and my kids'.
I can take care of us, thank you very much.
Mm, when it suits you.
What's that supposed to mean?
Because you're all right with me picking up the pieces
when you're too busy with work or you're too hungover, or you're...
Oh, no, don't stop on my account.
Or you're off shagging some bloke. - There you go. My God.
Yeah, right, well, it's true.
You're that bloody ungrateful,
after everything that I've done for you!
Yeah, here we go. Cos you're such a martyr, aren't you?
I was there for those kids when they needed me.
Because you wanted to be, Mum!
It suited you as much as it suited me.
You can't use it as a stick to beat me with.
You know what? Sod this.
I'm going to the pub.
Good! - Tom...
Just leave him. Let him go, for God's sake.
You want me to stay out of it? I'll stay out of it.
Have it your way.
Let that man back into your life, into the kids' lives.
But when he lets you down, when he breaks your heart,
when he breaks the kids' hearts, again, don't come running to me.
Fine.
Fine, Mum.
Don't.
Just...
Not here.
Hey, Jamie...
It's OK.
I said, no.
So, Stella said there was no love lost between Stephen and Mark.
One other thing I picked up is that
Stephen apparently had a difficult relationship with Jamie.
There's a suggestion he might have been homophobic.
At any rate, he did not approve of Jamie's relationship with Theo.
So there might be something there, too.
Well, they're not quite the happy family
they'd like us to think they are.
OK, thanks, Lisa.
Lads?
We've been going through Stephen Marshbrook's phone records.
There's a series of texts from an unregistered number.
The first one's sent March 27th.
"It's me."
Stephen called the number almost instantly.
There's a brief conversation, say 30 seconds or so.
And then there's nothing for a couple of weeks.
And then there's another text.
Unregistered, "I've thought about it.
"I've done nothing but think about it.
"It's the right thing to do."
Stephen responds,
"Leave me alone. I have nothing to say to you."
Unregistered replies,
"I'll leave you alone when I get what I want."
Nothing for a couple of days.
Then another.
Unregistered, "How's your wife?"
And Stephen calls the number.
And over the next couple of weeks, there's a series of further calls.
I've cross-referenced it with the dates from his diary and...
...and the last call was made
the day he was supposed to be in the gym.
And we've actually cell-sited it to here in Morecambe.
The Midland Hotel.
This would have been the night of Thursday the 2nd.
Do you have a list of guests?
Look, maybe you should speak to my manager.
I don't know if I can... - I'm sure he won't mind. Honestly.
Here you go.
OK.
Was it just him that stayed that night?
Is there a way of checking that? - Erm, they'll have signed in.
Thank you.
Is there CCTV in this hotel?
Erm, yes, but it's deleted every three days.
Look, you should really speak to my manager.
He's back in this afternoon.
Were you working that night? - Mm-hm.
Did you see him with anyone? - You see so many people. I'm sorry.
Erm...
He did make another booking.
It's for tomorrow night.
Claire...
Claire!
Look, I'm sorry about yesterday.
It was just family stuff. My dad.
You don't have to explain.
No, I want to, though.
It's just...
Look, maybe we could do it another time.
What about tonight?
Er, we can talk in here.
Hiya.
Do you want us to... - No, no, no, it's fine. You can stay.
I'm just, erm... It's just a couple of things.
I'm just trying to piece together everyone's movements.
Specifically, last Thursday.
Do you remember where you were, Rose?
Er, Thursday... - Yeah, just in the evening.
We were at school. - Oh, yeah.
We were at a parent-teachers.
OK. Was that you and Stephen?
Oh, no, that was just me.
I mean, he always wanted to with Oliver
cos he missed so much with the other kids, but...
Did you not see very much of your dad when you were growing up?
He was always busy. - Yeah. Work, work, work.
And so, that night? - He was working late, same as usual.
Him and Lyn.
Will this take long? Just, I'm all on my own here.
I'll keep it quick.
Erm, so, just following on from what you said before.
You said that Stephen always left work at six on the dot.
But just, erm, piecing together his movements,
Rose said that on the Thursday evening
Stephen was working late with you.
When was this? - Thursday the 2nd.
Just a few days before he died.
Let me check. There's a keycard security system.
That night...
...Stephen swiped out at six o'clock.
OK.
Did Stephen ever do business away from here?
Erm, meetings with clients, that kind of thing.
Sometimes, yes.
Where, if he was entertaining clients, say?
I don't know, it depends.
The Midland?
Possibly.
Do you ever go with him to these meetings?
No.
No, like I said, I've...
I've not been with the firm long.
No, but you said you worked closely with him, that he was training you.
Yes, but that was just here, during working hours.
Jamie...
All right. You win this time, kid! - See you!
Hey...
He did love you.
You know that.
You...
The room's booked for tomorrow night.
Lyn said Stephen definitely wasn't at work that Thursday evening.
Well, this woman, whoever she is,
this Mrs Marshbrook he was with that night,
if she knows he's dead, she's not going to turn up, is she?
But if she doesn't know... - We should question her, at least.
OK, we'll put a team on it, get the place under surveillance.
Sorry. That trawl of foreign nationals, boss.
One of the guys has turned up on the system, he's Albanian.
Only, he works at the scrapyard in Barrow.
The scrapyard Grace works at.
Mr Mercer...
Is Grace around?
It's her day off.
What can I do for you? - OK, do you know this man?
Tarek!
Where were you on the evening of Sunday 3rd of May?
When? - Last Sunday.
Er...
I don't know. - OK, well, we can do this here, mate.
Or we can do it down the nick, so...
Er, I was working.
I...
I was on the, er, lorry. I was on the lorry.
With Frank.
He doesn't match the e-fit and he's got no tattoo.
But if his story checks out,
then Frank lied about where he was on Sunday.
Here.
We were picking up some stuff from Sunderland Point.
Right. It's just, when we talked to you before,
you said you were here with Grace.
So, which is it?
All right, you hold on here.
I'll swing by Grace's and see if she's there.
OK.
Do you want to give Stu a shout as well
and just see if he can check
if there's CCTV from Sunderland Point?
Sure. - Yeah.
Wow, look at you, eh?
Don't.
It's bad enough without you starting.
Here.
Take this.
Let's face it...
...you don't have much going for you, what with...
So, you might as well flash the cash.
Thanks.
Right, that's me.
Wish me luck. - Piss off.
Ready?
I was in and out all day.
I did the pick-up with Tarek, I came back here.
So, why did you say you were with Grace the whole time?
I wasn't thinking.
It was just a quick job,
I was only away for 45 minutes or something.
Look, you can't seriously think
she had anything to do with what happened.
I told you, she has nothing to do with that family.
She steers well clear. - Why?
Because they're toxic, that's why. - Do you know them?
I know enough.
I was at school with Mark.
We were in the Cadets together.
Most of the lads went on to join up.
He was only doing it to impress his old man.
What's going on?
Just leave me here, Dad. It's fine.
OK, just be yourself.
Right.
What does that mean, though, "Be yourself?"
Well, just relax.
Chill out. And don't show any nervousness.
Cos they can smell fear.
This isn't helping, Dad.
You'll be fine, kid. Go on.
I'm really shit at this. - I know.
Me, too.
Wait, are we talking about this or the date thing?
Both!
Go on, your go.
That's not fair. You said you were shit.
Yeah, well...
..I lied.
It's Grace. She's turned up here.
Yeah, I'm going to talk to her.
There's no need for you to come back, OK?
Well, that works out perfectly.
Because I've just pulled in at one of those properties
bought by clients of Bradwell and Marshbrook.
It doesn't make sense why they've paid over the odds.
OK.
Hello, police.
Oi!
Excuse me, mate.
Have you got a minute? What, er...
What are the plans for this place? - Sorry.
You're asking the wrong man, mate.
You don't work for Breakwater? - Nah.
Well, who should I ask, then? - I dunno.
We were just told board up the place.
I can't help you.
This is bullshit.
You know where I was. I've already told you everything.
What more do you want?
How long have you known Tarek?
Six months, something like that.
Do you make a habit of employing migrant workers with no papers?
We needed somebody.
He needed a job. He needed a leg up.
Staff rotas, invoices, bank statements, receipts...
Knock yourself out. I've got nothing to hide.
I've been looking at your record.
I don't have a record.
I was never charged for that.
Mm, you were lucky. - Lucky?
That they didn't press charges. You could've got two years for that,
taking and driving away. - It wasn't me.
It wasn't me that nicked that car. It was our Jamie.
So, why did you admit to it?
Because they told me to. - Who did?
The family.
Dad.
Because they knew if Jamie got a criminal record,
then he couldn't practice law.
Whereas me...
...I don't matter.
I'm nothing.
Hey, what's up?
Just that CCTV from Sunderland Point.
They're both on there, Frank Mercer and Tarek Dushku,
clear as day.
Cheers, Stu.
Just one other thing while I'm on.
Did you take the initial statement from Jamie Marshbrook?
Er, no, that was Med. Why?
Just, he said he got a flight back
from Croatia to Manchester the day after his dad died.
Yeah. - Only, I've checked.
There's only one flight
from Zadar to Manchester that day.
And he wasn't on it. Neither was Theo.
I've gone back through the records.
It turns out they flew back
on Friday the 19th.
A couple of weeks before Stephen Marshbrook was killed.
They've been here all along.
280...
'Is he an Asian guy?'
He's here, too. Do you want me to go down and have a word?
'Nah, leave it with me.'
I should've got you a key.
Sorry to intrude again. Is Jamie in?
Aye.
What's going on? - Nothing.
I just need a word with Jamie. - Jamie!
Are you decent?
He's gone...
All his stuff has gone.
Hello? - Where are you?
Just checking out those properties. It definitely doesn't add up.
We need to get search warrants. You?
It's Jamie, he's gone.
What?
Him and Theo. They've taken his stuff and they've gone.
I'll get Stu to try and track them down.
OK.
Hey!
I'll meet you back at the station, I'm just...
Med?
Med, can you hear me?
Med, where are you?
Talk to me, Med!
Med?
Officer down! Repeat, officer down!
Med, hold on. Hold on. Help is coming.
We're on our way, mate.