[ Down-tempo music playing ] MAN ON TELEVISION: Police are appealing for witnesses after a suspected arson attack on a family home last night.

It took firefighters two hours to contain the blaze, which has left 19-year-old Asif Khan fighting for his life in hospital.

[ Music continues ] [ Indistinct talking on radio ] WESTON: Uh, boss?

Um, arson according to FIU.

Uh, the bottle's gone through in here.

They've found fragments of broken glass in through here, so it's almost certainly a Molotov cocktail.

The good news, however, is that from the fragments of glass that we've recovered... ...fingerprint.

I'm gonna rush that off to forensics, see if we can get a fingerprint match as quickly as possible.

BELLAMY: What about the victim?

Victim is 19-year-old Asif Khan.

His father, Jamal, owns the building.

Um, Charlie's down at the hospital with Jamal now, see if she can chat to him very quickly.

So did he live here?

What was he doing here?

He didn't live here, no.

Jamal is developing the place.

He's trying to turn it into the new family home.

Asif was acting as some sort of informal, unofficial security guard.

BELLAMY: Looking after the place.

Right.

Um, I got to be honest.

It's not looking good for him.

Doctors are saying he may not survive this.

Third-degree burns.

Critical condition.

So probably looking at attempted murder and maybe more.

Yeah.

[ Indistinct conversations ] Um, I know that now is a really difficult time.

But if you don't mind, I'd just like to ask you a few questions, because it would really help us catch the person who did this.

Catch the person who did this?

-Yeah.

-I know who did this.

Sorry?

Gregor Forrester.

Who's that?

Gregor Forrester.

He's a property developer who had the next door.

Wanted to buy my property -- to redevelop, to knock it down.

I wouldn't sell it.

[ Down-tempo music playing ] Okay.

This smug bastard.

Gregor Forrester.

Hugely respectable, successful businessman.

Lots of charity work in the area.

Uh, lots of shaking hands.

Lots of kissing babies.

Lots of, uh, meet-and-greets with politicians.

-Sounds like a nice guy.

-Lovely.

Lovely man.

Um, the guy operates through extortion, intimidation, violence.

We've never been able to get him for anything because he's a slippery little fuck, okay?

Um, and this is a big chance for us.

He's got through on technicalities before now.

He's got a dirty, slimy fucker called David Eboda working for him.

He used to work here, and he got caught -- -Jack, calm down.

-No.

Hang on.

-Don't make it personal.

-I'm not making it personal.

I don't like the guy any more than you do, but -- But this is a good chance to get David Eboda down and the one chance we're gonna take it.

And I'll be absolutely honest.

This is my chance to finally fucking nail him.

Don't blow it for me.

Charlie doesn't know what's going on.

David Eboda is the guy who trained me as a probie.

The guy is filthy.

Guy working for Gregor Forrester.

This is potentially an attempted-murder case, and I don't want to fucking blow it, okay?

And I don't want you to blow it for me.

So yes, cover off where David Eboda was last night.

I'm gonna talk to the big guy.

-But don't fuck it up, Jack.

-I'm not gonna fuck it up.

I could bring in the two of these guys for you.

[ Siren wailing in distance ] [ Turn signal clicking ] STEELE: So what's the deal with you and David Eboda?

David Eboda.

Uh, like I said, ex-cop.

Uh, I caught him trying to destroy evidence.

He was trying to protect Gregor Forrester.

-I had to blow the whistle.

-What happened to him then?

He did time.

It's fuckers like him who give us a bad name, Charlie, okay?

What does he do for Gregor now?

Um, well, on paper, he's what?

A business associate?

But in truth, he'll do anything that Gregor tells him to.

I mean, he's just a lackey.

Look, I know you're really pissed off with him.

I know you've got it in for him.

But the boss will lose her shit if you go off piste.

-So by the book.

-I'm fine.

Mr. Eboda?

[ Children shouting in distance ] [ Knocking ] Hiya, Leo.

[ Hinges creaking ] -Can I talk to your dad?

-What do you want?

Can I talk to your dad, please?

Dad?

Mr. Eboda.

How's it going?

What do you want?

You gonna invite us in for a cup of tea?

Mr. Eboda, a young man called Asif Khan is in hospital in a critical condition.

He was in a property that was firebombed last night, hence why we're here.

I'm sorry to hear that.

-Are you?

-Oh, yeah?

'Cause Jamal Khan is claiming that Gregor Forrester and any number of his business associates were involved in firebombing his property in order to intimidate him to sell it.

But I'm sure you guys know nothing about that.

Hmm?

-Do you know anything -- -I don't know anything about it.

Surprise, surprise.

I want to know where you were between 7:00 p.m. and 8:30 p.m. last night.

Last night I was here with Leo, watching football.

Yeah?

Good game?

-Yeah.

-I missed it.

-Are we done?

-I don't know.

Are we?

Dad, let's go.

Come on.

[ Alarm blaring in distance ] Uh, yeah.

He's right in here.

Come on in.

Thank you.

That's kind of you.

It won't take long.

Ah!

Morning, Detective.

[ Chuckles ] Long time no see.

You look well.

Zach, where's your manners?

Can't believe he's grown so fast.

-Yeah.

He's getting quite big.

-Hi.

-BELLAMY: Hi.

-Yeah.

I'm going school.

Yeah.

Have a good day.

It's okay.

-Mr. Forrester... -Kids, eh?

...there has been a very serious fire.

I believe you know -- Yeah.

We heard about it on the news.

Um, let me get to the point.

Can I ask where you were last night?

Well, yeah.

I was at Rostley Stadium.

Uh, watching the football match with, um, the chairman.

I am a corporate member.

Right.

Did you -- You went with, did you?

-Uh, no.

-No.

She stayed here with Zach.

Yeah.

I was at home with Zach.

Oh, okay.

How about David Eboda?

He works for you.

Is that right?

Yes, he does.

David Eboda.

He doesn't like football.

-[ Chuckles ] -No?

You -- You didn't take David?

No.

Okay.

[ Down-tempo music plays ] [ Telephone ringing ] Boss, got the recording in from the 999 call.

YOUNG MAN: I-I need -- I need a fire engine right now.

T-There's a man on fire in the building, and he's -- He's on fire.

He's burning.

I can't save him!

I need a fire brigade!

I'm pretty sure that is Zach Forrester.

I-I think.

Gregor's lad.

Okay.

So that puts him at the scene.

Pull the boy in, okay?

Probably at school.

[ Down-tempo music plays ] Boss?

Yeah?

Zach Forrester never showed up at school today.

[ Sighs ] Okay.

Well, presumably he's got a mobile phone.

Let's track his movements through that.

Um, look at his Oyster card.

-Okay.

-Yeah?

I'll pop back to the Forresters'.

You told me that you were with Zach last night.

Yeah.

We have a phone call that was made to the emergency services by what sounds like a young man.

We believe that was Zach.

That places him at the fire.

So why did you say you were with him?

That's not possible.

He was here.

You -- You must be mistaken.

-Where is Zach now?

-He's at school.

No, he's not.

I've checked.

He's not at school.

Of course he's at school.

You saw him on his way out this morning yourself.

Does he often play truant?

-Is he that kind of lad?

-No, not at all.

He's always -- He's -- -No.

-Okay.

Charlie, what's going on?

Ah.

The DNA profile of our broken bottle from the arson is back.

There's no direct suspect, but there is a familial link between the arsonist and David Eboda.

So, I mean, that's got to make it his son Leo, right?

Jack's gone to arrest him.

-Oh, has he?

-Yeah.

[ Indistinct talking on radio ] [ Hinges creaking ] Okay.

Leo Eboda, I'm arresting you on suspicion of -- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

I'm arresting you on suspicion of arson and attempted murder.

You do not have to say anything, though it may harm your defense if you fail to mention when questioned something you later rely on in court.

Anything you do say may be used in evidence.

-Do you understand?

-[ Handcuffs click ] You're making a fucking big mistake.

Okay.

Mark, let's have Jaspal in here.

Let's have a quick search of the room.

We're looking for Leo's clothes, anything he wore last night.

You're not normally like this.

Huh?

Why are you so compliant?

Your dad finally teach you some manners?

[ Siren wailing in distance ] [ Down-tempo music playing ] Jamal Khan's son, Asif -- 19 years old.

In a critical condition.

Third-degree burns.

Because of you, he might die.

Did you do it?

Hmm?

You can tell me.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Right now you're just chatting crap.

Yeah?

Where were you last night?

Hmm?

-Just save us all -- -Fuck you, innit.

-I'm sorry.

What?

-I said fuck you, innit.

Not looking good for you, Leo.

-Great.

-[ Exhales deeply ] Leo's completely fucking blanking me.

I can't get a fucking thing out of him.

STEELE: Postcode?

Magic.

Thank you.

Right.

TIU have traced Zach's phone, so we have a location.

-Are you coming with me?

-Yes.

Great.

That's great.

[ Siren wailing in distance ] -STEELE: Is it ringing?

-I can't -- [ Cellphone ringing ] It's ringing.

Jack?

-[ Ringing continues ] -Is it ringing?

Oh, we've got it here.

Yeah.

Zach?

[ Knock on door ] Got my gloves on.

I don't think there's anyone in there.

Uh, Romeo Juliet 53 Tango Lima Foxtrot.

Thank you.

-Fuck.

-Fuck!

STEELE: Yeah.

Uh, I-I'll call you back.

Fuck.

That's a lot of fucking blood.

So where the hell is Zach Forrester?

I've just got a couple more questions.

-Of course.

Please come in.

-It won't take long.

Have you found Zach?

We haven't found Zach.

We have found Zach's mobile phone.

-We've located it in a van.

-A van?

The van has a substantial amount of blood inside it.

What?

Oh, my God.

So we are increasingly worried about Zach's safety.

-Well, what's going on?

-Have you heard from Zach?

No.

I've been calling him all morning since you left.

Well, we're doing everything that we can.

Can you please tell me what's going on?

What would be really helpful is if I can collect some DNA.

So that means, um, a toothbrush or a hairbrush.

-Of course.

Yes.

Of course.

-Something like that.

Have you heard from your husband?

No.

I haven't heard from him or seen him all day.

[ Siren wailing in distance ] DVLA have just come back.

The van is registered to Jamal Khan.

So blood all in the back, Zach's phone in the van -- It's got to be a revenge attack.

Mr. Khan.

Um, I'm sorry to come and disturb you again.

I'd just -- I'd like to ask you a couple questions if that's all right.

We found your van parked in an alleyway, and it had a lot of blood in the back.

My van?

When was the last time you drove it?

I parked it last night in the street behind the hospital.

You've not driven it since?

You've haven't been to see anyone?

No.

I've been here all night.

Mr. Khan.

How many times do I have to tell you?

I can check the CCTV on this building.

Check it.

-As far as you know -- -I've been here all night.

My van was parked in the street behind the hospital.

Do you understand?

-Okay.

-Yes.

Thank you.

We've gone through Zach's mobile phone.

Um, he received a text message at 7:45 last night, moments before the fire is reported to have started, um, from an unregistered pay-as-you-go mobile.

So it's looking like that blank text was actually a signal uh, for Zach to start the fire.

Looks that way.

Listen.

Get on to TIU.

Get them to see if they can tell us the location of that pay-as-you-go phone when the blank text was sent to Zach, okay?

-Yeah.

-Yeah.

Good.

Thanks.

-Yeah.

-Thanks.

Good.

[ Down-tempo music playing ] -WESTON: Boss?

-Uh-huh.

Where did Gregor Forrester say he was last night?

Football stadium.

Guess where that blank text message was sent from.

-Really?

-Yeah.

Gregor Forrester signaled the fire to start.

-[ Telephone ringing ] -That's handy, isn't it?

Except 35,000 other big, hairy blokes were there, too, and it's inconclusive.

-Yes.

What?

-Yeah, but it's still something.

Hang on.

It's still...

Okay.

Yeah.

-Thanks.

-[ Receiver clicks ] You're not gonna believe who just walked in our door.

Mr. Forrester.

Now, I've received a text message from my wife saying that my son Zach has gone missing, and I want to know what you're doing to find him.

I've got my men on the ground.

We're doing everything we can.

Let me assure you of that.

Mr. Forrester, I have got a text message... ...that went to a phone that I can place at the scene of the crime.

That text message came from the stadium.

Oh, my God.

Are we going back to the stadium again?

I've already told you, Detective, I was there with the chairman of the football club watching a football match with 35,000 other supporters.

That text message could have come from any one of them.

But that text message went to your son?

Didn't it?

-Hmm?

-What does that mean?

Your son...called 999.

He sounded really upset.

I can imagine why.

Are we gonna go through all this again, like we did the last time?

We're gonna take another case to court.

We're gonna waste taxpayers' money.

And the CPS is gonna throw it out.

We're not gonna waste taxpayers' money.

And we're not gonna waste any more time, -because you are under arrest.

-Oh, am I?

-[ Laughs ] -Yes.

-For what?

-For attempted murder and arson.

Attempted murder and arson?

You do not have to say anything...

They're very big charges.

Do you really understand what you're saying there, Detective?

Anything you do say may be given in evidence.

-Do you understand?

-Attempted murder and arson?

[ Laughs ] Mr. Forrester, some days are good days.

Yeah.

This day is not gonna be such a good day for you.

This is a good day.

I'd like to talk to my solicitor, please.

Okay.

So this is CCTV taken from the street outside the Emerald Green restaurant last night.

BELLAMY: Okay.

WESTON: Right.

Front and center.

David Eboda.

Esther Forrester.

-Really?

-Big-time.

Okay.

This is not just, like, some awkward fling, by the looks of it.

Very, very comfortable.

Very, very public.

I mean, you and I aren't even that public yet.

[ Chuckles ] You wish.

In your dreams.

Wow.

I wasn't expecting that.

God.

Have we tracked down David?

-No sign of him.

-Huh.

You're gonna have quite a bit to talk to Leo about, aren't you?

-Yeah.

-Whoo.

Remind me exactly where you and your dad were last night.

I told you already.

We was at home, watching the football match.

Who was playing?

Tottenham and Man City.

Who won?

Well, Tottenham, innit?

Why -- Why are you asking me these questions?

I've got CCTV footage proving that your dad wasn't at home last night.

He was on a big, sexy date, okay?

Between 7:00 p.m. and 10:00 p.m., your dad was on a date at the Emerald Green restaurant.

True or false?

Okay.

You're covering up for your dad.

Okay?

Check, okay?

You've screwed up your own alibi.

Check.

The charge of attempted murder still stands, okay?

Asif Khan.

19 years old.

Critical condition.

May die because of you, potentially.

Well, I didn't do it, though, so... -Hang on.

-You haven't got anything on me.

Hang on.

Why didn't you tell me about your dad?

Hmm?

You worried a certain someone might find out about it?

Hmm?

Sorry.

Did you say something?

Suddenly got very quiet in here.

I don't think I've ever known you not to say anything.

Leo?

Hello?

Is there a reason you've stopped speaking to me?

Have I hit a nerve?

[ Mid-tempo music playing ] Sorry.

Forensics have come back on the blood in the van.

It is not Zach's blood.

It's pig's blood.

So it looks like someone set up Zach's disappearance.

[ Exhales deeply ] That's a setup, isn't it?

Okay.

Um, guys, you crack on.

I'm going to go -- I'm gonna talk to Zach's mum.

Yeah.

Police!

Mrs. Forrester, are you there?

Okay.

Get me in.

Well done.

Police!

This is the police.

Is anybody here?

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Oh, shit.

So empty safe, empty wardrobe.

Touch nothing.

Watch for forensics, will you, Constable?

Okay?

Okay.

Yeah.

Well, I thought as much.

Okay.

Thanks.

That was, uh, search team.

They confirmed the only passport at the house was Gregor's.

Fuck.

Okay.

Esther and Zach definitely have valid passports, so the fact that they're missing means... That they're on the run.

I'm gonna put all ports on high alert.

Okay, this all feeds back into Zach's disappearance or his -- his kidnapping.

Which it's looking clearer and clearer that that's a setup.

Whoever stole the van knew that Jamal Khan was busy in hospital looking after Asif.

-Okay.

-Maybe.

So whoever stole the van dumps Zach's phone inside it, covers it in blood, and at the moment...

I don't know.

This is not personal.

I think David Eboda took the van, okay?

The guy is balls deep in corruption already.

He's shagging Esther.

He's trying to help her and her son out despite the fact that his own son is in the custody suite on an arson charge.

BELLAMY: So David Eboda helped Esther stage the whole thing so she can go on the run with Zach?

Why would he do that?

Um, the lab have come back and said that Zach's DNA matches the DNA that we found on the bottle, which means that he's our arsonist, not Leo.

WESTON: Hang on.

Hang on.

No.

We know that whoever threw the bottle in in the first place is a blood relative of David, okay?

Get there, Jack.

Get there.

Are -- Are you saying that Zach is David's son?

Has to be.

Does Gregor know that?

STEELE: I would not like to be in Esther's shoes when he finds out.

Sarge, bail forms for Leo Eboda.

If you can just sign there, please, Mr. Eboda.

Thank you.

And there is your property minus phone.

Where's my phone?

It's being kept as evidence, Leo.

-Why?

-'Cause I said so.

That's... That's what?

Sorry?

-Nothing, innit.

-That's what I thought.

Sign there to say you've received that.

Don't know why you lot need to keep my phone for.

Section 19 of PACE, my darling.

It's being kept as evidence.

-Shut up, man.

-Want me to explain it to you?

No, you don't need to explain it to me.

And tell Jack here he's a fucking dickhead, yeah?

[ Down-tempo music plays ] So here we have the fragments of the broken bottle which was used as part of the Molotov cocktail that started the fire initially.

Um, SOCOs have miraculously been able to graphically reconstruct the fragments into what appears to be a whiskey bottle.

[ Grunts ] And from the label, it appears to be a very exclusive brand of whiskey.

Typical of our flash-the-cash Mr. Swish Dish, Gregor Forrester.

Lochvellan whiskey.

Okay.

Gregor ordered a crate of Lochvellan whiskey, six bottles, one month ago.

One of only a very small number of people in London to have done so.

That's useful.

It's inconclusive, though, Jack, to be honest.

It's good.

When are you gonna jump on something?

This is inconclusive.

The football stadium's inconclusive.

What about this?

This is... a connection between Gregor and the accelerant used in the Molotov cocktail.

Is that enough for you?

Should have wrapped that.

You can get me a bottle as a present for getting you that stuff.

Uh, you ordered six bottles of a very rare whiskey.

-A very expensive whiskey.

-A very good whiskey.

Online to your address.

And...there was indeed some fragments there.

It doesn't look probably quite as it did when it arrived.

That's because it was the same type of whiskey bottle that was used in the arson attack.

Oh, really?

So what happened to those -- to those bottles of whiskey?

I gave five of them away, and I kept one for myself.

Right.

Still got it?

No.

Actually, I drank it.

Right.

What are you driving these days?

An Aston Martin DB5.

-Vintage?

-Very vintage.

-Right.

Right.

-Very expensive.

Yeah.

Expensive hobby.

-Yeah.

-Gosh.

And to -- to run that, presumably, you need that very specific combination of unleaded petrol and an additive.

Uh, they don't run anything else, do they, those cars?

No.

And money.

[ Laughs ] And a bit of cash to pay for it.

Absolutely.

And funnily enough, um, forensics have shown us that on this rather unusual whiskey bottle, there is that exact combination of fuel that was used inside that to start the very dangerous fire that ended up with a young man being in intensive care.

Detective.

Look.

Loads of people in London have classic cars.

I mean, I can name you three classic car fairs that happened in Battersea just last month.

It's just that not all of those fairs are full with people who order this particular type of whiskey.

You never know.

You never know.

Well, that's what I'm here to find out, isn't it?

Mm.

Also as well -- my son.

Um, he fine-tunes those cars, uh, which I've taught him to do.

And, uh, and maintains them too.

Does he, now?

Yeah.

Are you implying that your son is responsible... Am I implying?

-...for this very serious crime?

-I wasn't implying anything.

I was using it as just a mere example.

-So -- -As in it could be anybody.

It could be anyone and your son.

It's -- That's... No, it's not anyone and my son.

It could be anybody.

-I was using that as an example.

-I've got that now.

I appreciate your help with that bit of detective work, and I'm writing your son's name down now.

Is that all the evidence that we've got here?

Thank you very much.

[ Mid-tempo music plays ] Thank you very much for wasting my time.

I shall spend the rest of my afternoon doing what you should be doing -- trying to find my son.

[ Door buzzes, opens ] It's killing me, Charlie.

You know, slimy fucking Forrester, who I've been dealing with for years and years.

And what does he do when he's pushed into a corner?

Implicates a kid -- Zach.

Obviously from everything Jack said this morning, I knew he was bad.

But trying to dump a 15-year-old in it for attempted murder when it is clearly something to do with you makes you, in my book, a massive bell-end.

Can I interrupt very quickly?

Um, I've got some proof that David Eboda, uh, stole Jamal Khan's van.

In his eagerness to dump the van, the dipshit runs a red light, gets photographed by a traffic camera.

BELLAMY: Brilliant.

If we can find him, we can nick him for theft of a vehicle.

Well, I kept Leo's phone when I bailed him, so can we use that?

Send David a text.

Say, "It's an emergency.

"Come and meet me at," you know, "X Street."

Yeah.

Yeah.

Worth a try.

Oh, happy days.

[ Down-tempo music plays ] So, what's the plan?

WESTON: The text I sent to David says to meet him on Ashvine Road at 7:00 p.m. Let's hope he bites.

[ Siren wailing, horns blaring in distance ] WESTON: What, is that him?

Shit.

That's him.

He's already -- Pull up here.

-Go easy.

-No.

I've got this one.

There you fucking are.

Come on.

Why don't you run?

You not gonna run?

Go on.

I'll give you 10 seconds.

-Why are you not gonna run?

-STEELE: Jack.

I'm arresting you for taking without consent a motor vehicle.

You do not have to say anything, though it may harm your defense if you do not mention when questioned something which you later rely on in court.

Anything you do say may be given in evidence.

Is that you?

[ Paper rustling ] Yeah.

Why were you driving the van?

-Because I stole it.

-Why'd you steal it?

No comment.

Okay.

Here's what we think.

We think you stole the van and staged the kidnap to give Esther time to get Zach away from Gregor.

Is that right, Mr. Eboda?

-No comment.

-Brilliant.

You and Esther knew that Zach had been forced to firebomb that house by Gregor.

And that was the final straw, right?

-No comment.

-Brilliant again.

Where is Zach, Mr. Eboda?

[ Exhales deeply ] I don't know where Zach is.

Okay.

Gregor Forrester.

I don't need to tell you the type of man that he is, okay?

He's on the hunt now for Zach... and for Esther, okay?

And I don't know what he's gonna do with them when he finds them, because he was pretty angry leaving here, okay?

And he's got them in his sights.

So the sooner you can tell us -where they are... -I don't know where they are.

...the sooner we can bring them in... -I don't know where they are.

-...and protect them.

David, let me level with you.

I am genuinely concerned for their safety.

That's my job.

You know that.

That is a-a woman and a young man who need our help.

WESTON: They're out there, David, okay?

You're the one who can ensure their safety.

You're the one who can help us with that.

I don't know where they are.

Oh, David.

Okay.

One more time.

When did you last see or have contact with Esther or Zach?

No comment.

Oh, David.

Listen.

Mr. Eboda.

-David.

-You can call me David.

No, I will call you David.

I'll call you Dave.

I'll call you whatever the fuck I want, okay?

We know that Zach is your son, okay?

We know that you've been seeing Esther.

For how long?

Don't give a shit.

We know you're covering up for both Zach and Esther.

So tell us where they are.

Stop wasting our time.

I don't know where they are.

What'd I tell you?

[ Siren wailing in distance ] [ Door buzzes, opens ] Look at you.

Hmm?

Smoking in the rain in a cage in a gray tracksuit.

-You're a fucking disgrace.

-[ Lighter clicks ] And I train everyone the way you trained me.

'Cause I thought you were the best.

And then I got a phone call saying David Eboda's working for Gregor Forrester, and it broke my heart.

Mate, you don't know what I was going though -- Don't give me that, okay?

-You're still a boy, yeah?

-[ Scoffs ] -You don't know anything.

-I've been working five years.

You've been doing it five years and you think you know it all.

All right.

Yeah.

Wait a little bit longer and see if you're still saying the same thing in another five years.

Look.

I hold my hands up, yeah?

I did what I did.

You did what you did?

That's bullshit.

I destroyed the evidence for Gregor.

I hold my hands up.

I did it.

I did my time.

-Don't apologize to me.

-I'm not apologizing to you.

Don't tell me what you did.

Don't try and justify it.

I'm not justifying anything.

-Good.

-I did what I did.

I did my time.

I paid the price, yeah?

But straightaway you're back in Gregor's pocket.

You know why I did it?

You want to know why I did it?

Gregor was threatening Leo's life.

I had to make a choice -- my career or Leo's life.

My son.

My boy, yeah?

You know, I know I did something wrong.

I know I did wrong.

But if it came to doing it again, making that choice again, I'd do the exactly same thing.

The exact same thing, mate.

Well, now Zach's life's in danger.

So what are you gonna do?

DAVID: I can give you some evidence that points at Gregor.

WESTON: Please do.

On one condition.

BELLAMY: We don't really do conditions.

Well, if you don't take the deal, I can't give you the evidence.

WESTON: Then we can't ensure Zach and Esther's safety.

Look, you got to promise me you'll take care of Zach and Esther.

Just -- Just promise me you'll look after Zach and Esther.

David, I told you.

We are gonna do everything that we can within the guidelines that we have.

Tell us what you know.

Then we can help Zach and Esther.

Tell us what you know!

All right.

I know where Gregor keeps his stuff.

I know where you can find information that will prove that he ordered the arson attack on Asif.

In his -- In his basement offices, he's got a room.

Does he keep his whiskey in that basement?

He keeps his whiskey there.

He keeps information on accounts.

He keeps information on -- on people he's worked with.

Okay.

Thank you.

You know what happens if this is a lie?

Yeah?

[ Door closes ] [ Sirens wailing ] [ Indistinct talking on radio ] STEELE: Ugh.

It stinks of petrol.

So radios off, please.

Right.

This is time-critical.

We're looking for bottles of whiskey.

And everyone has gloves on.

Great.

[ Indistinct conversations ] -STEELE: Yeah?

-Charlie, here.

Can we get it up on the table?

Is that it?

Okay.

Brilliant.

We can just leave that there for SOCOs now.

Sarge, make sure Tony doesn't drink any.

Right.

Okay.

You can come in now.

Can you sweep for DNA, please, and take a sample of the petrol on the floor?

Thank you.

Come on.

Boss, it's me.

Yeah.

We've got the whiskey.

We've got petrol on the floor.

No sign of Gregor Forrester, though.

Yeah.

Okay.

I'm gonna head back now.

[ Indistinct conversations ] -BELLAMY: Jack?

-Yeah.

Gregor Forrester -- He's not at the basement.

Uniform said nowhere to be seen at the house.

So this is a dangerous man who is on a mission, all right?

Let's put the squeeze on David.

See if we can get anything else out of him.

They're in serious danger, okay?

I don't need to remind you of that.

You're the only one who can help them.

Tell us where Gregor Forrester is.

How can we find them?

-His car.

-What do you mean, his car?

His car's got a tracking device on it.

-I know the activation code.

-Okay.

What is it?

Write down the tracking device activation code.

[ Door opens ] Okay.

Quickly.

Quickly.

Okay.

Stay there.

[ Mid-tempo music playing ] Zach and Esther are booked into room 104 on the first floor.

Gregor's car is parked in the car park.

-Right.

-Okay.

This is a stealth operation, guys.

Let's keep the noise down.

Look out for civilians.

Let's just hope we're not too late.

[ Up-tempo music plays ] [ Indistinct conversations ] BELLAMY: Go back.

Go back to your room.

Please go back to your room.

Let's do it.

-Stay where you are!

-Police!

BELLAMY: Police!

Sit down.

Sit down.

Sit down.

GREGOR: All right!

Where do you think you were going?

ESTHER: Get off him!

[ Indistinct shouting ] BELLAMY: Look at me.

Sit down, Zach.

Mr. Forrester, you are under arrest for attempted murder.

What are you talking about?

Attempted murder?

Yes.

And assault.

Jack, thank you.

You okay?

Is he all right?

GREGOR: Attempted murder.

What are you talking about?

Esther, you are under arrest for perverting the course of justice.

You do not have to -- Esther!

-Esther!

-[ Indistinct shouting ] Esther!

Sit down.

Esther, sit down!

Sit down!

You are under arrest for perverting the course of justice.

You do not have to say anything, though it may harm your defense if you do not mention when questioned something that you later rely on in court.

Anything you do say may be given... [ Indistinct talking on radio ] Look, Detective.

I'm not denying that I didn't assault her.

I'm admitting that, you know what I mean?

But once I'd found out that she'd nicked the contents out of my safe and the fake kidnapping, I just lost it.

I want that bitch charged for kidnapping and theft!

I know my rights.

Of course we will investigate that in due course.

Yeah.

Well, please do.

Can you tell me what happened... on the night of the fire?

Well, I went -- I went to the building and, um... I-I waited there for a bit, and, uh, I got a text.

You got a text.

Zach, who sent the text?

Gregor sent the text.

He -- He gave me the go-ahead.

Uh...

So Gregor told you to do it.

I threw it in.

Did you know anyone was in the house when you -- when you threw the petrol bomb?

No.

I swear.

Okay.

This next question is really, really important you're telling me the truth.

Did Gregor know that anyone was in the house when he sent you the text message?

Did he -- Did he know that Asif or Jamal was in the house?

He -- He...

When I told him that... that he was in there, he... he laughed, and... ...he said, "Good."

I-I just wanted to...

I just wanted to impress him.

That's all.

I just wanted to be...

I just wanted to be like him.

Now... Now I don't want anything to do with him.

Mr. Forrester, are you aware that your son Zach can be placed at the crime scene?

Are you aware that your son Zach has admitted to his part in this very serious crime?

Come on, Detective.

Are you surprised that my son... [ Chuckles ] ...you know, he's accused of doing something like that, you know, with the -- the -- the influence of a mother like her.

BELLAMY: Poor boy.

I think he was just trying to show off to his dad.

I don't think so.

I've been worrying about Zach for quite a while.

When you worry about him, do you give him a call, like to speak to him on the phone?

Me and my son have a very good relationship, Detective.

You don't have to worry about mine and my son's relationship.

Do you ever call him on that phone?

This phone being the phone that was used to send the order for the firebomb.

This phone that has your DNA all over it.

-It has your prints.

-This is not my phone.

Where did you find that phone?

That is the phone we took off you when we arrested you.

I must have picked that phone up by accident in the hotel room, because that is not my phone.

You signed for that when we put you in through custody.

You signed for that at the custody desk.

Happy to say that was your phone.

That's your phone, Mr. Forrester.

-I just said -- -You sent the message through to your son Zach, saying, "Do it now."

That is either Esther's phone or Zach's phone, and I must have picked that phone up by accident from the hotel room.

That is not my phone.

I've only got your prints on it.

I've only got your DNA on it.

Unless they were wearing fucking balaclava and gloves, no one else has used that phone.

And I was delighted to get my hands on it.

Delighted.

Been a few years coming, hasn't it, Mr. Forrester?

[ Door opens, closes ] [ Down-tempo music playing ] [ Knock on door ] Just me.

David.

Hi.

DAVID: You okay?

Yeah, yeah.

I'm okay.

[ Sighs ] Look at you.

-I know.

-You sure?

It's fine.

You know, it's -- it's over.

It's... Well, he can't get to you anymore, yeah?

Yeah.

He can't get to you anymore.

[ Down-tempo music playing ] [ Music continues ] STEELE: Mr. Khan.

We've just arrested Gregor Forrester for the arson attack.

Asif died 15 minutes ago.

Um... You can kill Gregor Forrester.

You can lock him up for the rest of his life.

My son is not coming back.

I'm really sorry.

It's okay.

[ Door opens ] I'm here to inform you that Asif Khan has, sadly, died of his injuries.

I've been authorized by the Crown Prosecution Service to charge you with murder -- the murder of Asif Khan.

Look at me.

See you in court, okay?

[ Door closes ] STEELE: Has David told Leo and Zach yet?

They're doing it now.

That is not gonna be easy.

I don't know, you know?

David's been a pretty good dad to Leo, by the looks of it.

Who's to say he can't be the same with Zach?

He's certainly been more of a positive influence than Gregor's ever been.

-You've changed your tune.

-Hmm?

You were ready to lynch that man a couple of hours ago.

Yeah.

Well, case closed.

Gregor Forrester.

The one that got away.

-Not anymore!

-Not.

[ Chuckles ] Top team.

Okay.

There is a karaoke bar down the road.

They're playing my song.

I need an audience.

Come on, guys.

Karaoke?

Not interested.

You love karaoke.

Look at your face.

Come on.

I can tell by the look on your face.

-Why do we do this?

-What are you gonna sing?

-What?

-What are you gonna sing?

I'm gonna have a glass of water and go home.

-I hate karaoke night.

-You love karaoke night.