[engines idling]
[helicopters whirring overhead]
[tools clanging]
Captain Stern. There's a call for me.
Thank you.
Hello?
Maya, it's me.
[tense music plays]
-Joe, what is it? What's happened? -Maya…
What, is it Lily?
No, it's not Lily. It's, uh…
Uh, Joe, please, just tell me what it is.
Maya…
it's Claire.
It's your sister.
Something terrible's happened.
[laughing]
-Come here. -[Claire] I love you.
Mwah.
[dramatic music playing]
[cries]
-["Inside" by Chris Avantgarde plays] -♪ I can hear your voice ♪
♪ I can feel you cry ♪
♪ No matter what you do now ♪
♪ Don't dare to close your eyes ♪
♪ The end is drawing near ♪
♪ I'll tell them that you tried ♪
♪ Shed a single tear now ♪
♪ Time to say goodbye ♪
[song ends]
[Kierce] Are you okay?
[brooding music plays]
We need to look at this a whole new way now.
The two murders seemed random and unconnected, but now we know
the same gun was used for both.
[gunshots]
Maya, when your sister was shot, you were deployed overseas. Is that right?
-Yeah. -Yes, okay.
-I'm sure you've already checked. -We did, yeah, yeah.
Just to make sure.
Make sure?
Like I'd kill my own sister, then months later kill my own husband?
At the time, the investigation looked into your brother-in-law, um,
Claire's husband.
Yeah, Eddie.
-Right, Eddie Walker. -They cleared him. He had an alibi.
Right. So why raise it?
Because given this new information,
we need to assume there might be a family connection.
Two people connected by marriage, murdered by the same weapon.
Now, how well did Joe and Claire know each other?
They worked together.
And that was at Burkett Global Enterprises?
-[Maya] Yeah. -Yes, okay.
-[Kierce] Joe hired her? -Yeah.
Because she was family or…?
Because she was smart and a good pharmaceutical scientist.
And yes, because she was family.
The, uh-- The Burketts are very big on all that.
They don't trust outsiders.
Yeah. Couldn't work with my sister-in-law. She's an Olympic-sized pain in the arse.
[laughs]
Sorry. So they, um…
They worked together. Was there any…
tension between them?
No.
But presumably, you were away for a lot of the time overseas.
Joe and Claire were not having an affair.
Okay.
I'm sorry. I know it must be really difficult.
The two people you love the most, so…
All right, look, if anything comes up regarding the family
and why their deaths might be connected,
or if there's anyone else that might know anything at all,
let us know, yeah?
[Marty] Oops.
Thank you. Lovely house.
You're married?
-Yeah. Yeah. Eight years now. -Oh! Eight years.
Yeah, well, when you know, you know. You know?
Four kids too, and another one on the way.
[snickers]
No. Wh--
I'm single. Unless I get lucky on my date tonight.
I-- I was… I was putting Maya at ease, Kierce.
That's good policing.
She smiled.
Lying's never good policing.
[Shane] Everything okay?
Please tell me there's some beer left.
Uh, Lily drank them all.
-Here you go. -Here you go.
-Thank you.
Come here and give me a kiss, please.
-[Lily] Yay! -Hi!
You've been good. More drinks!
-[kissing] -[giggling]
Mwah!
Good girl.
[Lily giggles]
[indistinct chatter]
Come on then.
[babbling indistinctly]
In here. Let's go in here.
Here we go.
There's camera links in every room, so if you're ever worried about her,
just pop on the app.
-You'll find she'll be having fun. -Yeah, that's good to know.
Seems very safe here.
Shall we go play?
-[gasps] Go on then. -Let's go find the sandpit.
Go on. Thank you. Cheers.
-No problem. Bye, Mummy! -Bye, darling.
-Bye. -Bye!
[Kitty] Be careful of the step here, Lily.
[dramatic music playing]
[Maya] When you raise the collective lever,
remember, you're gonna need left pedal.
Right.
-Don't forget your instrument checks. -Yeah.
[Kierce] The two murders seemed random and unconnected, but now we know…
the same gun was used for both.
…or if there is anyone else that might know anything at all…
[pensive music playing]
[music fading]
Listen, I've just-- I've got to go.
-[car door opens] -Yeah.
[car door closes]
-Hiya. -I need to talk to you.
Yeah. Okay, sure.
About Claire's murder.
Hang on. I don't understand.
-How can they be connected? -It makes no sense.
Claire was killed at home in a robbery.
But, Eva, I-- I was away so much.
Like, their day-to-day lives were thousands of miles away.
You saw more of Claire than me.
Did she ever say anything?
I need you to think.
Was there anything, like anything, that might--
No.
-[cell phone rings] -[sighs]
Oh shit, it's Robby.
What does he want?
He just calls now and then about the kids and money and stuff.
Money and stuff?
Yeah, it's fine.
Eva, he's supposed to leave you alone.
Maya, honestly, he's gone.
I'm fine.
-There you go. -Thanks.
Look, Maya, there's something I should have told you about Claire.
-What is it? -It's just…
One day, me and Claire, we were out having lunch.
[sputtering] This was a few weeks before, uh…
her murder, and…
we were chatting away, and she seemed great.
-Funny, her normal self. -[both laughing]
-And then her phone rang. -[cell phone rings]
It was in her bag, but we could hear the ringtone,
-and her face just kind of changed. -[ominous music plays]
Anyway, she went into the street, and I looked out,
and I could see her waving her arms, kind of angry.
She was out there for, like… five minutes.
Did she tell you who was calling?
No.
-Did you ask? -She just dismissed it.
Said it was a work thing, but clearly it wasn't, was it?
You can tell, can't you?
She doesn't want to tell me anything.
What do you mean?
Eva.
The phone, it wasn't…
her normal phone,
[dramatic sting]
…the one with the pink case. It was…
[ominous music continues]
…another phone.
[Maya] Another phone?
-I don't-- I don't understand. -It was older, kind of…
-Kind of crummy. -Did you tell the police?
Oh my God, Eva!
-Look, I nearly did-- -Why didn't you then?
Because I was worried that she was having an affair.
I… I was scared what it might do to Eddie, to the kids.
A secret phone, Eva, is crucial information.
Maybe she knew the person…
My sister was angry with someone on a secret phone,
and then she winds up dead.
[music fades]
Oh.
You know, chickens are descendants of the dinosaur.
In fact, they're the closest living relative to the Tyrannosaurus rex.
[Kierce] Mm.
That doesn't stop me from shoveling it into my greasy face though, does it?
[laughs]
They shouldn't make it taste so damn good, Nicole.
-[chuckles] -So what happened? Blackout?
Yeah. Kind of.
-Kind of? -You're gonna think I'm crazy.
I already think you're crazy.
I didn't see a fence. Crashed my car into it.
What do you mean?
One minute, I'm driving along and everything's fine. The next, bang.
[car horn blares]
Don't remember passing out. Don't remember swerving.
[chuckles dryly]
Just crashed into a fence.
[sighs]
As your friend and your sponsor, I'm honor-bound to ask--
-I was sober. -You weren't at the meeting this morning.
I was busy.
-You haven't been for four weeks. -Oh, shh.
What are you, my mum?
And I can't explain it. Last time, I felt myself going,
and then this time, I just…
Sami, you need to see a doctor.
No, no, no, no.
-Then a doctor signs me off sick. -You need tests. I know you don't want--
If I flag this, I am done. I've seen what happens, all right?
Coppers my age, health issues, especially stuff up here,
you see them a year later, fat as fuck, doing chauffeur jobs.
Only I wouldn't be able to do that, would I?
Because I can't see… fences.
[sighs]
Get a test.
Go private, and keep it a secret if you must.
But you get a test.
Do not ignore this.
[suspenseful music playing]
[door closes]
[car engine starts]
[house alarm beeping]
[beeping stops]
[Maya] Eddie, the boxes, let me take them out of here.
[Eddie] I'm dealing with it.
[screams]
[suspenseful music continues]
[ominous music plays]
-[music fades] -[phones ringing]
Hey, uh, I got you a flat white without milk,
and I-- I know you like a flapjack, so…
Oh, yeah, that's…
[Kierce clears throat]
So, burglary with a gun.
-That's got to be quite rare, right? -[Kierce] Mm.
Less so than it used to be. What was taken when Claire was killed?
Well, nothing worth losing your life for.
According to the report, there was no obvious suspect,
the husband had an alibi which was corroborated by a work colleague,
and, aside from a few money issues,
there were no outward problems with the marriage.
-Maya's away. -Mm.
Her husband and her sister work together. She says no affair, but if they were--
Making love.
-Screwing. -[Marty] Yeah.
That would certainly help us establish a-- a motive.
Okay, so let's say they were… screwing.
How does that get them both murdered four months apart?
The husband's got an alibi, and the wife is thousands of miles away.
We know the results from Maya's gun. Came back from ballistics.
It's definitely deactivated. She's cleared on that too.
-So, where does that leave us? -Hit man?
[chuckling] Yeah.
-Do people hire hit men? -People hire hit men.
-Wow. -Jealous people do weird, jealous things.
Who? Her? Or him?
Oh, I don't-- I don't know.
It's far-fetched, but there's no universe in which a man and his sister-in-law
are murdered by the same weapon and it's not connected.
So we need to look at work colleagues and family member--
[intriguing music playing]
[snaps fingers]
[Kierce] The nanny.
[Marty] Uh, what about her?
Maya said she attacked her, pepper-sprayed her in the face.
-Pepper-sprayed her? When was this? -A few days ago.
-Okay, and you're only just mentioning it. -Maya said they had an argument.
Maybe there's more to it. Na-- Nannies see everything.
They're the eyes and ears.
She'd know Joe's life inside out.
Delicious, by the way. Thank you.
Sure.
[dramatic music playing]
[children playing outside]
[chuckles softly]
[Claire laughing] Oh, I love him!
He's amazing.
-I think he looks like you. -He does!
-[Eddie] It's the eyes. -[Maya] It does. Look!
I'm desperate for a smoke. Don't tell Eddie.
[whispers] Claire!
[Claire shushing]
-[Maya] What are you doing? -[Claire] Just be quiet.
[Claire laughs]
[pensive music playing]
-[Claire] Nana's secret compartment. -Yeah?
[Claire] Do you remember where she used to hide her jewelry?
[menacing music playing]
[gasps]
-[Maya] Claire! -[laughs]
[Eddie] What are you doing?
Don't start, Eddie.
-Don't start? You break into my house. -I've got keys!
-Rifling through my wife's private boxes. -They need sorting!
-I told you to stay away. -Yeah, I know.
Okay, look…
I'm going to ask you a question now.
You won't like it. But I need a straight answer.
So?
Was Claire having an affair?
That's your question?
-My dead wife, you come in here and-- -Did you know about it?
[cries]
My wife die-- is murdered,
and you come in here asking me if she had an affair.
[sobbing softly]
Eddie.
[sighs]
[sniffles]
Eva said that Claire was getting secret calls.
And I found this
in the trunk, hidden.
[sniffles]
-Give it to me. -I can't give you it.
-Give me that phone. -What happened, Eddie?
-Phone. -Yeah, she's my sister!
[Eddie] Yeah, she's my wife!
We weren't at our best.
[sighs]
And her excuse, when I asked,
was working late, always working late, with you-know-who.
[chuckles dryly]
So now you're trying to imply an affair with Joe.
Ugh, I'm not trying to imply anything.
But I do know
that I felt like I stopped being enough.
-Did you mention that to the police? -Yeah, right.
They're already putting cuffs on me. You think I'm gonna give 'em a reason?
[sighs]
Phone, please.
Look, I'm taking it, and I'll bring it back.
Do you really want to test me?
Eddie, don't be a-- I could have you on the floor in seconds.
-Phone. -No.
-Phone! -Eddie.
Give me that fucking phone--
Ah! Ah!
[Maya] Fuck.
Shit.
[Eddie groans and sighs]
I warned you.
I'll give you a call if I find anything.
-[door slams] -[grunts]
[Abby] Auntie Maya.
Abby, listen, I'm in a bit of a hurry. Your dad's had a tumble. Look after him.
Give me that phone, Maya. I want my wife's phone!
-Give me the goddamn phone! -[car engine starts]
[groans in pain]
What phone?
[sighs]
Dad.
[suspenseful music playing]
Mrs. Burkett said that you assaulted her with pepper spray. Is that correct?
Yes, because she attacked me first, like this.
Why did she attack you? People don't normally assault their nannies.
She'd gone crazy, ranting about her husband,
God rest his soul, on the video.
She scared me.
[Kierce] When she played the video, what was on it?
Nothing. The screen was blank.
Then why did you steal the SD card on the day of the incident?
Steal?
Mrs. Burkett said you took it from the laptop.
[gasps]
I tell you, she's crazy.
I think maybe she has head problems.
They see things in war. I worry about the little girl.
You knew Mr. Burkett, Joe, and presumably, you spoke to him often before his death.
Yes.
And presumably, you were present
around the time of Mrs. Burkett's sister's death, Claire Walker.
Yes.
I know this is an uncomfortable question,
but did you ever suspect they were anything more than just work colleagues?
Sex?
I don't think…
Joe always talked about Maya.
He always said how much he missed her when she was away.
[chuckles softly]
He was a good man.
Too good for her.
[dramatic music playing]
Why do you think Mum had another phone?
Work, most likely.
I never saw it.
[Eddie] Me neither, but…
Dad.
I'm scared there's something we don't know.
To be killed the way Mum was, it…
We don't have anything worth stealing. Why would she put up a fight?
Perhaps she was just…
I don't know.
Sometimes people get scared.
Sweetheart,
your mum was a good mum.
She loved you and Dan more than anything.
So everything else is just…
It's immaterial.
We can ask questions, but…
nothing's gonna bring her back.
[somber music playing]
Just remember her as she was.
A bloody great woman.
[intriguing music playing]
[dramatic music playing]
[music fading]
Hello?
Dan!
-What are you doing? -What's it look like?
Why?
Dad said all this stuff was useless,
but there's loads of Mum's old things in here.
Look.
Photos from when we were kids.
Why would he get rid of these?
He was just chucking everything in that day.
State of this.
Ancient. Does it even work?
Where's the screen?
Oh, no. It's film.
In there. It only had about 20 shots, and that was it.
There's still one in it. It might have pictures of Mum.
Yeah.
[suspenseful music playing]
[arcade games chiming and dinging]
[indistinct chatter]
[arcade buzzer zaps]
[woman] You okay?
Um, can I speak with your manager, please?
Sure. Right this way.
[demonic voice cackles in arcade game]
I, uh… I wanted to ask you something about my sister.
-Who are you? -Maya Stern.
And I know your sister?
Maybe.
I think she used to come in here. I'm just trying to find out why.
Same reason most people come here, I'd imagine.
No, she, uh…
This wasn't her kind of scene.
You sure? There's a lot of secret gamers out here.
Her name was Claire Walker.
Does that mean anything to you?
[exhales]
Nope, nada.
She was murdered.
I'm sorry.
She had a hidden phone.
The only calls she made or received were from this place.
Well, don't you think that's strange?
Sixteen calls in the weeks before she died,
all to or from here?
[grunts]
Look, you have cameras, I have exact dates.
We delete them every fortnight.
What about Joe Burkett?
-Do you know a man by that name? -No.
Look, you just walked in here and asked me all these questions. I'm a busy man.
You sure? Because he's dead too.
You think people come here and wind up dead?
We're a gaming arcade.
We can't find my sister's killer.
The police have all but given up. This-- This phone is our only new lead.
I'm really sorry. I wish I could be more help.
[pensive music playing]
[children shouting playfully]
-♪ Like a diamond in the sky ♪ -Bye.
Go on.
[cell phone rings]
-Hello? -Hello, Maya? It's Judith.
Yeah, I know, Judith. Your name comes up.
I'm just picking up Lily.
Picking up?
From nursery.
Oh, I see. Because of Izabella and your secret camera.
Have you rung her?
[Maya] She won't answer my calls.
Want my advice? Get her back. Apologize.
Say she can use the Tuscany house if it sugars the pill.
[Maya] Okay, fine.
But I'm calling to remind you about the will reading tomorrow.
I assume you'll be there?
It's in the Farnwood library at 10:00 a.m. sharp.
[line disconnects]
[dramatic music playing]
[gunshots]
[imperceptible]
[gasps softly]
[breathing softly]
[whispers] Oh, fuck.
[breathing heavily]
[sighs]
[pills rattle]
[Molly] Sami, we need to leave in half an hour.
[clears throat]
Here, will you drive? I've gotta send these emails.
I don't want to drive. I'm stressed enough about the scan.
-Molly. -I'm not driving.
Do your emails in the waiting room.
-[sighs] -[car door closes]
[exhales]
Why are we driving at two miles an hour?
The precious cargo in your belly.
-I want to get us there safe. -[Molly] Stop being a dick.
-Put your foot down. -We'll be fine.
-[horn blaring] -We'll be late.
-Will you just-- -I just said, look--
[gear shift cranks]
What are you doing?
I asked you to drive and you wouldn't. Now you're telling me how to drive.
Do you wanna drive?
Do you want to drive?
-[scoffs] -Come on.
[sputtering] Look, I'm sorry.
I'm just really worried about this scan, okay?
I really want this kid.
Okay?
Yeah.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry. All right. Let's go.
All right, let's go. Have you got it in first?
Ease it off the clutch. I'm joking. Come on, let's go.
So, I did what I do, and voilà.
The details of your mysterious car.
Volkswagen ID.5, leased by a company called WTCX Limited.
Any idea what that stands for?
-Not a clue. -Thanks.
The address is an office box in Southampton.
It's a thing that someone uses if they want to be anonymous.
Yep.
Who's following me, Shane?
It's freaking me out. They even know where Lily goes to nursery.
[phone chiming]
Shit, I've got to go. I've got Joe's will reading.
Will reading? I thought they made you sign a prenup.
Oh yeah. They make a day of it. It's like a cocktail party.
But I know for a fact Joe set up a trust for Lily, in the event of his death.
But I have to go and sit in a wood-paneled room with a lawyer.
You might need that money, Maya.
What?
[Shane sighs]
I've been delaying telling you this, what with the funeral and everything, but…
Ah, what is it?
Come here.
[Maya sighs]
Corey the Whistle is back.
[ominous music plays]
Right.
Meaning… what?
Most likely more trouble.
-Yeah, but he's already released the tape. -Not all of it.
He didn't include the audio, which I still don't understand why.
I mean, he's a whistleblower. Why only blow half the whistle?
I don't care. I'm out. It's over.
His website got me fired.
I just want to look after my daughter and get on with my life.
-See ya. -See ya.
-[men screaming] -[automatic gunfire]
-There's baby's hands. -Yes. Yes.
Ooh, looks like they're praying.
-Oh, look. -[chuckles] Yeah, praying…
Praying it comes out a boy.
-Sami! -Yeah, no, I'm joking.
-Molly wants a surprise, don't you? -Mm-hmm. Yeah.
She doesn't, you know, want to know, but personally, I would.
I'd want to know. So, look, is that, do you see, is that a little…
-Is that, like, a little-- -Ah, ah!
-No, but we're not finding out. No. -No, we're not finding out. No.
-Almost. -Oh my God, look.
I love it already.
-[chuckles] -[heart beating on monitor]
Hello. Do you develop these?
Camera film? Yeah.
-We're a photography shop. -It is quite old.
-Will the pictures still work? -Yeah.
Do you want the super-fast service?
Um, y-- yes, please.
Okay. Come over to the till.
Super-fast, one hour?
I couldn't live in the old days.
[suspenseful music playing]
Hello, Maya.
Caroline.
Hi.
Suppose you know your cut if you had a prenup.
I really don't care. It won't bring Joe back, will it?
No, it won't.
Do you like my boots? I wore them to annoy Mum.
She says I never dress appropriately.
I almost came in jeans, then I thought she might explode.
Caroline, why are you out here? We're in the library. Go on.
-[Neil] Hey, Maya. -Neil.
Caroline.
Started early, haven't you?
Not as early as you start being annoying. And what the hell have you come as?
You know what they say, it's five o'clock somewhere.
You want one? You might need it to get through this.
Sorry, I'm late. Sorry. I'm sorry.
Maybe we could all sit.
This is rather embarrassing, given my calling you all here,
but I'm afraid we will have to postpone
the reading of the last will and testament.
Do you care to explain why?
It seems we don't have the official death certificate.
[tense music plays]
Heather, we had a funeral.
I know, Judith.
I'm extremely sorry. I am going to find out what has happened.
[Judith] Well, you need to. And immediately.
[suspenseful music playing]
Maya.
[music fades]
[sniffles]
My father put that in for Joe and Andrew.
Then it turns out I was the only one good at it.
Joe and Andrew loved football.
Can't tell you how many hours the two of them would be out here.
Joe firing shots at Andrew in goal.
They were such good mates.
You could hear their laughter rolling up the hill even from the house.
Mum loved Joe's laugh.
He had a good laugh.
They say parents aren't supposed to have favorites.
Mine did.
Do you know much about Andrew's accident?
Not really.
Joe didn't talk about him?
The world thinks my brother fell from a yacht.
[ominous music playing]
Tragic accident.
He talked about him a little.
The truth is…
Andrew jumped.
-Andrew killed himself. -Oh, Joe.
I'm so sorry.
[Caroline] Too painful, I suppose.
Mum says it's so cruel to lose two children.
What she means is to lose those children.
-Caroline. -Did you see him?
-Joe? -See him?
-When? -His body.
No.
I let Judith take care of everything.
That was your choice?
Kind of.
You know how she is.
You've seen a lot of dead bodies, I suppose, in the military.
They bring the body home for the family to see.
Their loved ones at home, they need that closure.
-What's your point? -I didn't just want to see Joe.
I needed to see him.
If you don't see a body, you don't quite get it. It's like…
[breathes deeply]
-Like? -Like maybe it didn't happen.
Maybe they're still alive.
When we lost Andrew at sea,
I didn't see his body either.
-Yeah, but it got recovered. -But they never showed it to me.
Said I was too young.
And now I have visions, Maya.
Daydreams about him.
Sometimes, I think he's right there in my house,
like he never died at all.
But Andrew did.
Yes, but that's why I asked to see
Joe's body, begged, really. I don't care if he looked messed up,
I just wanted to see him to accept that he was really gone.
Who wouldn't let you?
Your mum?
And then Heather says she can't get a death certificate.
Caroline, listen to me.
Joe's dead.
[gunshot echoes]
I was there.
But it was dark in that park. They rushed him to hospital.
Caroline,
Joe's dead.
[tense music playing]
And yet Izabella's saying you saw him on the nanny cam.
I know I sound crazy, Maya.
But can I show you something? I know I can trust you.
[gentle music playing]
That's Mum. She's so young.
-That's not Dad. -No.
No, this is… before Dad.
[chuckles]
[tense music plays]
Wait.
What the hell?
What is it?
Abby?
She's… She's pregnant.
[Daniel] So? It's probably you.
No. Year 2003.
That's not me.
The family have this private bank account.
I started going through some recent transactions online.
[keyboard clacking]
Most of the transfers went to numbered accounts or offshore holdings.
But there was one name which had several payments made to it.
To a Monkton's Bank account on the 10th of every month.
[Maya] Who?
-[ominous music playing] -[breathes deeply]
Detective Sami Kierce.
[music intensifies]
The detective leading Joe's murder investigation.
[woman] Mr. Kierce?
[intriguing synth music playing]