I'm gonna need you to keep this on, matey.
SATs in the 70s.
Hopefully should come up with the oxygen.
Where are you taking him? We'll get him to resus at A&E City.
OK, thank you.
Forensics are here.
Let's clear a sterile path for them then, please. Ma'am.
I want to know who drove this container in,
and where it's come from.
We've only got the ID numbers of the containers.
There's that many coming in and out.
I need access to all the CCTV you've got.
You OK?
Size of that hole.
He's hardly been getting much air through there,
sat on a wooden pallet for God knows how many hours.
Just a kid.
You need to lead your team, Ray.
They need a proper briefing back at the station.
I will, Ma'am, but I'm going to the hospital first,
to make sure any disclosures made by the young survivor are recorded.
One of your DCs can do that.
With all due respect, Ma'am, makes more sense for me to go with him.
I was at the scene, so forensically there's continuity
and PS Khatri can come with me.
And since you requested he be part of my team,
I'd like to make use of his interpersonal skills.
What about everyone else?
The rest of the team can get on with tracing the driver
who transported 15 dead victims.
(SIREN WAILS)
Ma'am.
How's he doing?
I'm afraid we'll have to put him in an induced coma.
It's to reduce swelling on the brain.
Well, how long for?
Not sure just yet.
Any luck tracing a next of kin?
Er, no, not yet. We're working on it.
Excuse me.
Can you get uniform down here?
We need to know as soon as he's conscious.
They're not to leave here, even for a second.
They can pee in a cup if they have to.
Yeah, will do.
The initial observations by the pathologist prior to the post-mortem
is that the cause of death of all 15 adults
looks to be suffocation.
This will still need to be confirmed in the PM, though.
Several of them had small amounts of cash in their pockets.
It's been identified as dong, the currency in Vietnam.
So, they're Vietnamese?
It would suggest so, but still needs to be confirmed.
The young male survivor is in an induced coma.
It could be a couple of days before we can interview him.
In the meantime, priority action is to find out
how Imran Aziz was involved in the trafficking.
So we need to trace, arrest and interview the truck driver.
I need an update on that, Liam.
CCTV has picked up a truck entering the freight yard.
It then off-loads the container
and leaves the yard 30 minutes later.
We're running the licence through ANPR now
to track where it was heading or came from.
What about the container itself?
At the moment, it's hard to determine who the registered owner is.
Well, contact the manufacturers and make enquiries that way.
Traffickers are always involved in other crimes.
The hauliers working with the cash-and-carry business,
like Aziz is,
is the perfect front for people-smuggling.
We need to see if we can find out anything else
about where people go when they get here.
It might get us closer to finding out who's bringing them in.
Ma'am, I've put a call in to the Modern Slavery Unit.
They'll be familiar with the social media groups
advertising illegal crossings.
They call it 'labour exchange programmes', I think.
Great. Let's pose as someone who's interested.
How soon can we get a Vietnamese translator?
There you go. Thanks.
No mobile phones found on any of the victims.
Everyone has phones these days.
Unless they were taken off them by whoever brought them over.
Any DNA matches on the system? 'Fraid not, Ma'am.
Ma'am, there were a few family photos found on some of the victims,
but no other forms of ID.
Hello, DC Ray.
Um, actually it's DI Ray.
Oh.
I'm so sorry, DI Ray.
I've got a lady here for you.
You must be Min. Pleased to meet you.
And thank you for coming in at such short notice.
No problem. Would you like to take a seat?
DC Lake has found a social media site.
We were wondering if you could start up a chat in Vietnamese,
posing as someone who wants to come over to the UK for work?
They have instant messenger, I've set it all up for you.
Sure. What d'you want me to say exactly?
Um, start with how you've seen an advert,
and see if they can help you.
And then ask them how soon they can get you to the UK.
Would you like a coffee?
No, thank you.
End of the month, they said.
Oh, wait.
They can do sooner, but it'll be more expensive.
How about work? Can they get you a job?
"We have very good positions as delivery drivers,
"work as many hours as you want, no contract."
Tell them you're interested,
but you want to know more before you send them any money.
"We have businesses we work with, proper ones.
"Nothing illegal."
Put, um, "How do I know that?"
You don't think they've sussed, do you?
What do they say?
"Dish2U.
"You can look them up,
"then let me know as soon as possible.
"I only have a few places available."
They've ended the chat. Carly...
I'm already on it. Ma'am. ANPR picked up the truck.
You can see it here, heading westbound on the A12.
Well, in that case, my money's on Felixstowe.
Contact Felixstowe and tell Border Control
to check that number plate.
If it came through there, I want to know where it came from
and what documentation there is.
Actually, fuck it, go down there.
I want a priority action to trace the driver,
and do intelligence checks. On it, Ma'am.
Dish2U work all over the West Midlands,
but there appears to be a central hub
where a lot of the fast-food takeouts work from, Ma'am.
You and me, Carly. You too, Min.
The boy in the container, he kept repeating something,
it sounded like "Cha".
Cha? Mm-hm.
It means "dad".
(INDISTINCT DIALOGUE)
I'm DI Ray.
I was wondering if I could have a chat with you.
Don't worry, no-one's in any trouble, I just need your help.
No English.
(SPEAKS VIETNAMESE)
He said they can't talk to you.
D'you think she might be worth a try?
Maybe.
Excuse my ignorance.
At least you're not assuming everyone's Chinese.
People here won't talk to the police.
They're too scared.
We wanted to ask you about
the advertisements for labour exchange programmes.
They named a company, Dish2U, as a place you can get work.
They work together, folk over there with folk over here.
Have you ever had any dealings
with the people who arrange it on this end?
You must've heard people talking about it.
Maybe some of the drivers?
They come to an agency, they pay them.
Most of them don't have bank accounts,
and the agency keep their documents.
Do you know the name of the agency? No.
But they must be making a lot of money.
The guys take home hardly anything,
most of them live six of them in one room.
Or share beds, like in shift.
Sorry, I have to get ready for the lunchtime office rush.
Thank you.
Let's, uh, ask around the drivers again.
Maybe you could help, Min. Sure.
I know they're unlikely to want to say anything,
but anything we can find out about the agency...
(PHONE BUZZES)
DI Ray.
Ma'am, I'm just...
I'm heading back now.
Bullying?
Naturally, we take allegations of this nature extremely seriously.
Especially in the current climate.
I don't understand. What exactly am I supposed to have done?
There've been a couple of incidents involving PC Knott.
I have one version of events, I'd like yours.
PC Knott? From reception.
She gave me the wrong lanyard on the first day.
I was a little annoyed, she apologised and so did I,
and that was that - it was no big deal.
Earlier today, when she made an error regarding your rank,
you corrected her.
Do you recall that?
Yes. She said she found it derogatory.
What?
I'm sure you'll understand, we need to look in to this complaint.
It's too early to say
whether it will lead to an internal investigation.
You are joking?
Can I get back to work?
There is one more thing.
There is no forensic evidence of an intruder at your property.
I was attacked. Just like Anjuli.
DI Ray, I believe this investigation
may be affecting you more than you realise.
In my opinion, you're displaying clear signs of trauma.
ELECTRONIC VOICE: You have one new message.
Ma'am, it's Carly. We've had no luck with the Dish2U drivers.
We're still pushing to ID our suspect from the CCTV
who was seen getting into Anjuli's car.
We're on our way back to the station now.
Right, I want to try and find out if there's anything
linking the people trafficking to the Azizes' business.
Ma'am.
Youse lot are a joke, man.
Mona, do you know anything about the people
Imran was doing business with? What people you on about?
Did he have any close relationships with certain businesses?
Anywhere he was regularly supplying products to.
Perhaps on a more informal basis? What's this about?
So, now you're trying to say
my brother was involved in some dodgy shit?
Imran was shanked because he's Muslim.
Suddenly HE'S the crim here.
Mona, please.
(SPEAKS OWN LANGUAGE)
I understand this is a sensitive family matter,
but we have information on your family business
that we think affects our investigation.
What is it?
When your father passed, he left the business in a lot of debt.
We think Imran was doing favours to earn extra cash
to try and save the family business.
No! You're wrong! Why are you saying this?
You should be finding out who killed him.
This is all bullshit!
Mum!
Your father was in trouble when he died.
He never wanted to leave us this way.
Imran wanted to make it right,
but he didn't tell me what he was doing. If he had...
Anjuli said he wanted to get out, but he was stuck.
Perhaps even being controlled by the people that he was working with.
That may be the reason they were both killed.
He had an argument one day.
With a man. It was outside the house.
This man, d'you remember what he looked like?
(SPEAKS OWN LANGUAGE)
Yeah. Here.
(SOBS)
(SPEAKS OWN LANGUAGE)
We're going to find the people that did this. I promise.
(SOBS)
So, Imran definitely knew our suspect if he was here at the house.
Mona thought we assumed Imran was a criminal 'cause he was Muslim.
Yeah, I know.
I'm clocking up the allegations today.
A PC has accused me of bullying.
What did you do? She gave me the wrong lanyard.
I thought I was just a bit pissed off,
but apparently I've bullied and intimidated her.
And whose lanyard was it?
PC Bowja Anand.
You know, one time when I went to collect Dylan from football,
they brought out a DIFFERENT brown kid.
What did you do?
I took him home and gave him his tea.
(LAUGHS)
No.
No, I did what we always do, I apologised for their mistake.
Shit, isn't it, Sarge?
Yeah... Ma'am.
Yeah, no, that's brilliant, thank you so much. Cheers.
Ma'am...
I've just had a call from a PC in Northwick Constabulary.
He recognised the image of our suspect
we circulated from the CCTV footage.
Six months ago, he was called to a disturbance, domestic violence.
The guy was arrested and put in custody overnight,
then the girlfriend wouldn't cooperate, so he was released.
So, he's been in custody?
The crime file and the custody record are both locked down.
I can't get access to him, not even a name.
Well, that's unusual.
But you've got an address?
Yes, Ma'am.
The PC had the full particulars in his pocket book.
Well, everything apart from the name -
turned out to be an alias.
In that case, get me a warrant on that address, and backup. Ma'am.
Mrs Aziz confirmed a sighting of our suspect as well.
Run it past the TFC regarding firearm authority,
I want a level-one rapid entry.
(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)
All clear, Ma'am. Suspect not at the property.
One adult female, two minors.
How long were you seeing him?
I saw Marco only for a couple of months.
And when was the last time you saw him?
I don't know. Six months ago, maybe.
And you never knew him as anything other than Marco?
How did you meet him?
Er, let's see what's on the telly, yeah? Mm?
We got chatting in the pub.
It was just sex.
Didn't even stop over most of the time.
Don't think he was a big fan of chocolate cereal and apple juice.
But he got violent with you?
Er, like I said at the time, we... we'd both been drinking,
things got out of hand.
I didn't call the police. It was my neighbour, Carol.
Her husband died and she's got fuck all to do,
so she gets involved in everyone else's business.
There isn't any more to it. After that night, I never saw him again.
Did you ever go to his place?
Like I told you, I don't know anything else about him
and I still don't.
After my shitty ex, I wasn't about to start...
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACH)
Thank you for your time.
DI Ray.
Yes, I'm currently at that location.
I'm sorry, who is this?
Phone, Ma'am.
Thank you. Follow me.
DI Ray? Yes.
I'm Maureen Groves.
Thank you for agreeing to come in to Intelligence so swiftly.
Please, take a seat.
You've just been to the home of Laura Milne.
Yes, that's correct. Unfortunately, you hit a flag.
Effectively setting off an electronic trip wire.
The man you're pursuing is related to
an ongoing operation into organised crime.
One of the deceased in your case was an active informant
in a covert operation at the time of his death.
Do you mean Imran Aziz?
Who was his handler?
Oh, I'm afraid I can't disclose that.
I can, however, tell you that the man you are looking for
is Magnus Tranter.
I appreciate that.
My seniors have advised that you may continue with your investigation.
However, Tranter is on our watch list,
and we need to keep it that way.
We can't afford for anything to jeopardise our operation.
We have the potential to crack
a huge international drug-smuggling operation.
What about the people that were trafficked?
It's undoubtedly very serious,
and will need to be undertaken in a separate investigation.
However, it is not part of our operation.
I'll give you my contact number.
You will need to keep me informed
before you make any movements regarding bringing Tranter in.
Oh, and, er,
naturally, you'll need to be discreet
as to how much intel you disclose to your team.
Of course. Thank you.
(PHONE BUZZES)
Hey. Called in to see you.
But they said you were in Warwickshire.
Oh, great, that'll set tongues wagging.
Can't have Henderson finding out,
she already believes I'm a token hire.
She'll have a bloody party if she knows we're together.
Listen, I was wondering, um,
let me have a word higher up for you about this whole intruder situation.
Would that help?
No. Definitely not.
Look, I know you're only trying to help,
but I really want us to keep work separate.
I just got back to the office, so I'll call you later, yeah?
OK. See you later.
(DING!)
Ma'am. Doing a background search on Laura Milne.
Reckon it's worth finding out...
Let's hold fire on that one for the moment.
What? Why? It's not a priority right now.
Is she a person of interest, or isn't she?
Finding the driver is more important at the moment.
Ma'am. It's Liam, he's at Border Control.
Liam? Ma'am.
Border Control officials have an image of the driver,
and all the drivers are required to hand over paperwork,
which is scanned and kept on record, including the driver's licence.
His name's Karl Shaw.
There was no issue with him or his paperwork at Border Control.
I'm emailing you the address on his licence.
Thanks, Liam.
Kwesi, run a check on a Karl Shaw.
I want to know if he has a record,
and we need to get to this address, asap.
On it. Need a wingman, Ma'am?
Yeah, come on. Kwesi, can you oversee things here, please?
Course, Ma'am.
When was the last time you saw your son, Mrs Shaw?
I can't remember.
Like I keep telling you, he doesn't live here any more.
We need to find him urgently. Do you have a number for him?
He got cut off. So, how d'you communicate with him?
Where's he going? Is that your mobile, Mrs Shaw?
Uh...
It's very easy for us to trace calls these days.
Sometimes he calls me from his girlfriend's phone.
I'm going to need that number.
I don't know how they work anything out from these things, do you?
Whose baby is this, Mrs Shaw? It's my friend's.
Can you put it back, please?
Clive, can you have Carly run Miss Louise Bennett
through the police database?
If she's ever reported a crime,
her mobile number will have been recorded.
Mrs Shaw, if you fail to cooperate with us right now,
you're going to make things a million times worse for Karl.
And if we find out later that you lied to us, you'll be up shit creek
for obstructing an investigation.
Told me not to talk to anyone.
Who? Karl.
When did he say that? Late last night. He was in a state.
About what? I don't know.
I think it was about the scan. What scan?
Louise, his girlfriend's scan, at 20 weeks.
Is that today? Mm.
We need the scan appointment time of a Louise Bennett.
Of course, Ma'am.
Let's hope the doting dad-to-be's on time.
Yeah, fingers crossed.
There he is.
Karl Shaw?
Karl, it's OK, my name is DI Rachita Ray.
I'm a police officer.
I just want to talk.
Are you going for a scan, mate? Uh...
We've found a container
we believe you drove into a freight yard in Brackstow.
Shit!
WOMAN: Oh, watch it... MAN: Oh!
The more you run, the more trouble you're getting yourself into, Karl.
We have evidence to prove you drove the container in.
Did you know about the people in the back?
Was it you who shut off the air?
They told me to. Who did?
At Felixstowe. So Border Control wouldn't get suspicious.
They've got these things that check for people breathing and that.
I was meant to open it again straight after.
But there was loads of traffic.
When I could finally stop somewhere...
..it was too late.
Who were you driving for, Karl?
Who told you to shut off the air?
Control from Sierra Bravo 2-9. Active message, over.
(OVER RADIO) Go ahead.
Status RTC, black Mondeo.
Index - Whiskey, Uniform, 1, 1 Golf, Oscar, Hotel.
Karl, can you hear me? Karl.
Karl Shaw was pronounced dead at the scene.
Hospital CCTV captured the car.
The driver looks very much like our suspect, Marco.
Clive, where are we at with the ANPR detection
of the black Ford Mondeo that murdered Karl Shaw?
Oh, not much luck in West Mids.
We lose it 30 minutes after the incident.
Check all neighbouring regions. Kwesi, give him a hand.
He probably switched plates. We'll cross that bridge.
I, uh, went back to Northwick Constabulary
and managed to get a name for Marco.
We believe him to be a Magnus Tranter.
It's possible Magnus Tranter was tracking our movements
to get to Karl Shaw before we could.
Carly, if you can make sure Karl's girlfriend, Louise Bennett,
gets in to a refuge - preferably outside of the Midlands?
I doubt these people would think twice about whacking a pregnant woman.
I could go speak to them. No, it should be a female officer.
As days go, that one was pretty shitty.
Yeah. It wasn't the best.
I'd better head, actually.
Good night, boss.
Don't suppose you fancy a drink?
Oh, sorry, mate. Cheers, fellas.
MAN 1: Cheers! MAN 2: Cheers, son!
I didn't know this place existed. Oh, it's great.
Me and Dylan have been watching the footie here
since he was small enough to be
strapped in one of those front-backpack thingies.
Try that now, I'd break my bloody back.
How old is he?
He'll be eight in September, yeah.
Wow. Yeah, yeah.
Look.
Oh, he's cute.
He's a good kid.
Me and his mum aren't together any more.
What happened?
Um, Kirin got breast cancer.
Oh, God, I'm so sorry, Tony.
It's fine, it's fine. Uh, the chemo worked, she's in remission.
But, uh, you know, it made us both kind of realise
life's short, you know?
You only get one shot.
Well, apart from you Hindus. (BOTH LAUGH)
No, we were just, um, co-parenting, really.
There wasn't really an "us", you know?
If there ever was.
It must be hard, though.
Oh, no, we make it work. You know, she's a great mum.
We share him pretty much 60/40, depending on my shift.
He's with my mum tonight, actually. He's probably full of ice cream.
Watching Bake Off. Listening to Lata Mangeshkar.
Who's that?
Nah, come on, you must've heard her stuff?
She did all the songs for the... for the Bollywood films.
We didn't have much Indian music, growing up.
My mum mostly listened to The Archers.
Oh. That sounds fun.
(LAUGHS) Yeah!
But there was this one bhangra song my nani had on cassette.
She knew the family of the guy who sings it,
and, um, me and my little cousin, Nisha,
would get her to put it on and play it for us.
So... Soho Road?
"It was Soho Road?" Yeah! Soho Road.
(SINGS LYRICS)
It's a banger! Actually, I've got it on one of my playlists.
(SONG STARTS) This one, yeah.
Oh, God, yeah. Oh, no!
I know you want to, fellas. Come on, yeah, that's it.
MAN: Yeah!
Come, come, come.
(BOTH SING ALONG TO LYRICS)
Thanks, mate.
What reg we looking for?
It's not here yet. 10 minutes.
You ordered yours?
I might get the bus.
Oh... Yeah.
Definitely too old for chasers.
Hey, you alright?
Yeah, I just feel a bit rough.
Yeah, shall I, um, shall I get some water?
Yeah, sure.
I should probably get in the shower.
Yeah. Yeah, yeah, sure.
God.
(SNIFFS AND COUGHS)
Oh, uh, hey...
I was going to make you a cuppa,
but your milk smells like Dylan's footie socks.
It's OK, I'm running late anyway.
I've actually, um, got a thing, so I need to get on.
OK, um, I...
I will get out your hair, then.
Well...
D'you know where I left my, um... It's by the front door.
I'll catch you later.
(LAUGHTER)
MARTYN: So, how was the drive? DEV: Debo drove, actually.
Oh, he was asleep most of the journey.
Gave me a chance to admire Birmingham.
It's become SO sophisticated these days.
We are so glad that you could come because, um...
Well, we actually have some news, don't we?
We got engaged.
Oh, beti! Oh, thank goodness.
Excuse me, can I, erm, have a Coke, please? Full fat.
Oh, yes, could we have a bottle of Prosecco, please?
I thought you were in the car? Oh, your dad can drive home.
A chap I know in the jewellery quarter restored it for me.
Perfect for her.
Where are you going to buy, or will you move in to Martyn's?
Because yours is far too poky.
Well, actually, a house has just come up
and I've enquired about a viewing.
It's on Farquhar Road.
Edgbaston? Mm.
So many of our visiting lecturers from Birmingham University
live around there.
It is wonderful - so classy.
Right, well, do we all know what we're having?
D'you know what? Let's hold off on the Prosecco.
Would you please bring us a bottle of champagne instead?
Martyn, that's so extravagant.
Come on, got to look after the in-laws.
(BOTH LAUGH)
Think your mum was a bit pissed by the end.
I'm not surprised. She pretty much drank the bottle to herself.
Apple, tree.
I missed you last night.
I'm sorry, it was a long day.
I was working late, so I thought it'd just be easier to stop at mine.
You really shouldn't be going back there, Rach, it's not safe.
I worry about you being there alone.
You never said you were looking at properties.
Yeah, I just thought we should get the ball rolling, you know?
In fact, I might take a second viewing
of that house on Farquhar Road, if you don't mind.
(BUZZING) Clive?
Ma'am, the Vietnamese boy's come round.
I'm on my way.
What is it? The boy's awake.
There's always somewhere else you have to be, isn't there?
I'm sorry.
Thank you. Thanks for coming back, Min.
No problem, I was actually just... OK, let's go easy.
Relaxed, open, gentle body language. I don't want to scare him off.
Min, if you could start off by explaining to him
that we just want to speak to him, that he's in absolutely no trouble.
We're here to help him.
Perhaps you can start off by asking him what his name is
and then explain who we are.
Where is my father?
Do you speak English?
Yes. Learnt it at school.
My name is Rachita. I'm a police officer.
What's your name?
My name is Thao.
Thao, listen, you're not in any trouble,
I'm just here to help you.
Want to ask you a few questions about how you got here.
Is that OK?
My...
My mother is sick, and we needed money for her treatment.
My father talked to some men
who can arrange some visas and work for a short time.
My father doesn't speak English, so I said I should come with him.
How old are you, Thao? 16.
And I looked - Birmingham is not too far from Manchester United.
Is that your favourite team?
Do you know the people your father spoke to?
He went on the phone and internet.
They told him it would be four people with us,
that we will go through Doha and then Hungary.
We have to wait one day in France,
but in just one week we'd be in Birmingham.
But they said no trucks.
They lied.
Later, after a few hours, they...
..they closed the lights.
Do you mean the air vents...up top?
It was so hot, and the smell...
..it was so strong.
Toilets and sweat... We couldn't breathe.
There was no water left,
and Lam and Tai, they tried to break the ceiling
with some of the wood.
Tai was going crazy. He hurt his hands hitting the walls.
My father, he...
..he found a small hole, he told me to stay there,
don't move.
There is one lady...
She told me she was going to get married.
Did somebody open the container?
The driver opened it.
Then he closed it and drove.
Then another man opened.
He was angry.
He was shouting on his mobile phone. I was scared.
I closed my eyes because I thought,
maybe if he thinks I'm dead, he... he won't hurt me.
It's OK, Thao. You're safe now.
This angry man, the one that was shouting,
do you remember him?
He was big. Like a wrestler.
Could this be him?
Yeah. Yeah, it could be.
I closed my eyes most of the time.
So, where's my father?
Where's my father now?
(KNOCKING)
Who is it?
TONY: Not stopping, I'm just, um, dropping.
Hey. Hi.
Wanted to make sure you were OK.
It's, er, it's a veggie patty and...and large chips.
'Cause...
Well, you don't eat fish, do you?
Yeah, well, um, it's from my mate Faz's chippy.
You know, the one I was telling you about?
Honestly, it's the bollocks, and, well,
I was picking some up for myself, so I thought that you...
I'm engaged.
And I'm your boss.
You look shattered.
Get some rest, yeah?
Uh, whatever you do...
..don't get stuck.
One shot.
Except I'm Hindu. Remember?
I don't buy into that one-life shit.
And I might come back as a sloth. Seem pretty chilled.
It's either that or Beyonce.
(LAUGHS)
(PHONE BUZZES)
Hey. MARTYN: Are you still at work?
Uh, no, I'm at home, actually.
Well, you know you're not safe there.
I know. I know.
OK, so I'll see you at mine in a bit.
Um, you know what, I think I'm going to stay at mine tonight.
It's been a long day. I'll be fine.
OK. Yeah, whatever you want.
Night.
(RING TONE)
OK, you were right, you win. Do it.
(ENGINE REVS) One shot.
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