"'Police said they're also looking for her ex-boyfriend, Nicholas Harrison, 'who they believe may be able to help with their inquiries.'" "They found Nick." "Nobody's been sneaking about selling your bloody paintings." "So about that night out." "Got a lot to think about, but I'm glad you didn't leave." "Of course it's Amy." "It's Amy!" "Are you all right?" "Dawn!" "You need to show her the photograph." "~ No, just leave it, please!" "~ What photograph?" "~ Nothing." "Just a crank letter." "♪ Yes, it's all" "♪ All or nothing" "♪ All" "♪ All or nothing" "♪ All" "♪ All or nothing" "♪ For me. ♪" "Mum!" "Mum!" "Mum!" "Mum!" "~ Mum!" "~ Amy?" "Amy!" "~ What's the matter?" "Are you all right?" "~ My daughter was here." "She was stood..." "Oh, I think it was a dream." "I'll make you a nice cup of tea." "Won't be a minute!" "~ Coming!" "~ Come on, Godfrey." "Are you ready, mate?" "Yes, I just have to put this on the door as the flail mower attachment might arrive this morning." "Good morning, how are we all today?" "~ Good morning, Godfrey." "~ Morning, Godfrey." "You look nice." "Thank you very much." "I think you should've given the police that photograph." "~ She didn't want us to." "~ She shouted at me." "That detective, she knows there's something." "~ I know, but what could we do?" "~ So who has the photo now?" "~ Me." "And I've checked the bank account." "~ You did what?" "~ Godfrey, where is it?" "~ Fear not, it's safe under the cushion of my chair." "Hi, we're here to see Dawn Stevenson." "She was stood there, just looking at me." "~ It'll be the medication." "~ I'm not on medication." "All right, well, it'll be that photo, then." "It'll have unnerved you." "~ Aw!" "~ Now, then, how you doing?" "That is so lovely of you all to come and visit me." "~ Paeonias." "~ Thanks, love." "They are beautiful!" "So how's things?" "You all right?" "Baby's still clinging on." "I'm just waiting for the doctor, cos I'm hoping he'll let me go." "Cos I need to be at home in case Amy calls." "~ I think it all got a bit too much for you." "~ Yeah." "I hadn't felt well the last few days, then when I saw that photo..." "Well, you don't need to worry about that photograph, because I've got it tucked away all safe and sound." "You've got the...?" "!" "Well, where is it?" "I want to see it." "It's at my house." "I decoded the number they want the money paid into" "~ and it's somewhere in Luxembourg." "~ How did you do that, Godfrey?" "It was very easy." "I bought a computer called a Macintosh." "~ It's really very good, you can find out anything you want." "~ Yeah..." "Don't you think you should let the police know?" "~ They said no police." "~ They can track these things, Dawn." "~ They've got experience with things like this." "~ We've decided we're going to pay the money." "But there's no saying they'll let her go." "~ What about the boyfriend?" "~ Yeah." "Yeah, why don't you wait and see what Nick has to say for himself?" "~ It could just be a big scam." "~ Yeah, and he might be in on it." "And we can't risk it!" "They must have her." "They've taken a photograph." "~ They gave her a great big bruise on her face." "~ Godfrey!" "All right, love." "~ I think it's a really good idea to pay them the money." "~ Shh!" "Keep doing what you're doing." "Keep quiet and leave them to me." "Morning, Nick." "~ How are we today?" "~ The interview is being recorded." "Present are DI Baker and DC Davis." "Oh." "Still not talking." "If you're not going to charge my client, I suggest you let him go." "~ You've got 15 minutes to..." "~ Can I just stop you there?" "This is a high-priority case." "A vulnerable young woman has gone missing, and we still have a lot of questions to ask Nick." "So as soon as I've finished, I'll make a decision, all right?" "Fine." "It's all a load of bollocks." "You're trying to pin this on me." "I never laid a bloody finger on her." "She came with me cos she wanted to, yeah?" "It was that posh pillock came on all heavy, waving his gun about..." "You think I won't do it, don't you?" "~ Amy!" "~ What do you want?" "Get off me!" "I don't want you here!" "~ God's sake!" "~ Jesus Christ!" "~ You heard what the girl said." "She doesn't want you here." "You'll regret this, Amy." "You will." "And you made damn sure she did." "~ No." "~ Look, this is getting tedious." "~ Like one of your other girlfriends " "~ a Melinda Forbes from Brighton, in 2012." "~ That wasn't me." "No, it never is, is it?" "She was 16 and you broke her jaw in two places." "~ I was found not guilty." "~ Due to insufficient evidence." "Yeah, that's cos there was no bleedin' evidence!" "It was her stepdad gave her a good hiding, broke her jaw for coming in late." "She told coppers it was me cos she was shit scared of him." "So tell me, Nick, at what point did you find out that Amy's mother had won the lottery?" "Was it after you'd abducted her, or...?" "~ You are mental, aren't you, eh?" "~ Nick, calm down, please!" "Your bike tracks were found up on the moorland, about four feet away from where we found her apron." "Did you think you could get some money out of her mother?" "~ What?" "!" "~ Sorry, her father's outside." "He wants to speak to you." "She's been missing nearly a week now." "The girl's a diabetic." "Her parents are going out of their mind with worry." "Don't piss about." "For once in your life, do the right thing." "Has he confessed?" "No." "Not yet, but we're getting there." "We'll know more by the end of today." "How's Dawn?" "They..." "They kept her in." "She's stopped bleeding." "~ They gave her a scan - the baby's all right." "~ That's great." "She's worried to death about our Amy, though." "I tell you what, you just give me ten minutes in the room with him, I'll find out where she is." "That's not going to happen, Andy." "If he's done anything wrong," "~ we'll want to prosecute." "~ If?" "!" "Now, I gather there was some kind of a crank letter sent to Hazelwood Manor." "Could we see it?" "~ Who told you that?" "~ Dawn." "Don't know if she's still got it." "It's just we have to follow everything up." "We'll get forensic to check it out, you never know." "Yeah, well, I'll... ~ I'll ask her if she's still got it." "~ If we're going to find Amy, it's important we work together, Andy." "~ Thank you so much for this, William." "~ Oh, don't be silly." "I really feel like I'm going insane with it all." "I can imagine." "Well, let's see if we can get it all sorted out." "~ I've brought the paperwork just in case." "~ I'm hoping we won't need it." "It's awful, William." "Charles is being totally unreasonable." "Are you all right?" "I can't sleep." "Don't have any staff." "He won't let me ring an agency." "It's terrible." "Do you want me to have a word with him first, or do you think we should go in together?" "I don't want him to think there's some kind of plot afoot." "He's completely paranoid as it is." "Come on." "Charles!" "How lovely to see you up and on your feet." "~ What on earth are you doing?" "~ Well, what does it look like?" "~ My legs feel stronger today." "~ What if you fell?" "There's nobody to help you." "I have you, my darling." "So what brings you here, William?" "I thought it would be a good idea to clear things up with regard to the sale of Hazelwood." "Well, it's not a sale as such." "Technically it is." "The ownership will be transferred" "~ between you and Rachel and..." "~ I'm sure you know that the house and estate are currently in my name." "~ BOTH your names." "~ No, no, no." "I think you'll find..." "We decided to put the house in both our names, don't you remember?" "~ What?" "!" "When?" "~ When you were ill, darling, just after your stroke." "~ We talked about it." "~ No, we did not!" "I would never have agreed to such a thing." "I'm sure the trust wouldn't allow it anyway." "The trust were fine with it." "There was no other option, Charles." "~ Hazelwood's been in my family for centuries." "~ I AM your family." "Rachel is your wife, and as such, she's entitled to half of all your assets anyway." "But that's not the issue here." "I gather you've had a better offer for Hazelwood." "~ £9 million." "~ Well, that's good news!" "~ I think so." "~ Well, I don't." "I've accepted the offer from the syndicate and I'm not about to renege on it." "You know, darling, they're only doing this for you." "I don't think for one minute the staff really wants the responsibility of this crumbling house around their necks." "Yes, they do." "They have plans." "They have absolutely no idea how to run a stately home." "Who the hell do you think's been running it for the past 28 years?" "We have!" "And Spencer, and it's bloody hard work." "~ They've no experience of business or finance." "~ And you have?" "~ I have lasting power of attorney, Charles." "~ Oh, yes," "I was expecting that to creep out of the woodwork." "Well, that was made in the hospital after I had my stroke." "But now I'm not about to peg out and I'm totally in control" "~ of my faculties." "~ All right, what day is it?" "~ I've no bloody idea" " Monday, Tuesday..." "~ What DATE is it?" "~ Are you trying to prove to William that I'm not capable..." "~ No." "Just trying to remind you that today is our silver wedding anniversary." "Right." "Well, er..." "I'm sorry, I forgot." "Planned a small party to celebrate, but it hardly seems worth it now." "I've had a lot on my mind." "Your mind is not what it was, Charles." "I would offer you tea, William, but we don't seem to have any staff and Charles doesn't want to hire in case we offend anybody." "Oh, hire who the bloody hell you like!" "But I'm accepting the offer from the syndicate, and that is final." "So if we just check these numbers on the computer..." "How do we know she's alive in this photo?" "Yeah." "I really think we should hand this over to the police." "It's not our call." "Dawn and Andy are her parents and they've decided against it." "That letter was addressed to Dawn, not us." "But it's the right thing to do, Mum." "It doesn't matter, love." "She's their daughter." "If it were you, I'd pay the money too." "Well, they don't need to pay, cos I've already done that." "~ So I expect they'll be letting her go free soon." "~ What?" "~ Godfrey!" "You've paid them the money?" "!" "I didn't want Dawn and Andy worrying about Amy any more." "And I didn't like seeing that bruise on her face." "It was a lovely thing to do, Godfrey, but they're just going to ask for more money now." "Did you send the money directly from your account?" "Yes, didn't even have to go to my bank." "I just put the slider thing in the USB port, and whoosh!" "It transferred." "It was ever so exciting." "There you go - those letters with that configuration of numbers" "~ means Luxembourg." "~ Is that where Amy is?" "No, that's just where the bank is." "She could be anywhere." "~ Quick, hide the photo!" "Turn the computer off!" "~ OK, OK." "~ Off, off, off!" "Quick!" "~ I'll get it." "~ Oh, hi." "~ Afternoon." "I've been knocking at the front door and ringing the bell." "~ Yeah, sorry," "~ we're all in here and Lady Hazelwood doesn't always hear the front door." "~ Who were you looking for, John?" "Well, Lord Hazelwood, really." "I've got news about the paintings." "~ Lord Hazelwood, what are you doing?" "~ How did you get over there?" "I'm trying to sort out some of my affairs, which quite frankly are in a bit of a bloody mess." "John!" "Come in, my dear fellow." "~ I can help you with..." "~ I'm fine, I'm fine." "It's not good news, Charles." "Yes." "I thought as much." "~ Don't fuss!" "I can manage." "~ Are you sure?" "Yes, I need to get my brain and my legs working again." "Sit down." "So come on, John, give me the worst." "I was right about the Reynolds." "Sold to China for £2.3 million in 2012." "And the Gainsborough is also a copy." "The original was sold from a specialist auction house last year." "~ Right." "~ The Gainsborough copy is rather good." "I would've thought they'd have needed the original for a period of time for such a clever forgery." "Oh, we had three of the paintings cleaned last year, including the Gainsborough." "We should still have the paperwork." "I'll ask Spencer when I see him." "Ha, I wouldn't hold your breath." "He's probably sailing on his yacht or rallying in Monaco with his American chums." "That's where he was the last time he went missing." "~ I'm sorry it wasn't better news, Charles." "~ Yes, well..." "You, er..." "You will invoice us?" "No, not at all." "Only too happy to help." "Have you taken your medication this morning?" "No, I don't need it." "The doctor says you have to take the tablets." "I'm not taking anything, Sarah!" "He'll be the next, Doctor Shaw." "What do you mean?" "They're trying to make out that I'm not of sound mind." "~ Who's they?" "~ Spencer, Rachel." "I signed to give her power of attorney after I had my stroke." "Today is my silver wedding anniversary and I forgot." "Do you want me to get you a card or a present?" "No, no." "No, what I need is a solicitor." "Not Forcett." "Someone else." "~ Do you know anybody?" "~ Not really." "Oh, hang on, there is someone the lottery advisor recommended to us." "I've got the phone number, I could give them a ring." "~ Would you do that for me, my dear?" "~ Of course." "I remember there was a clock went missing from Hazelwood years ago." "Yeah, that's right." "That happened just as I started." "Seventeenth century, Swiss." "It was a very valuable piece." "Caused a bit of a scandal at the time." "Police were involved as well, but it never came to light, so I suppose that must've gone abroad too." "~ Well, cheerio." "~ Yeah." "Yeah, thanks for your time, John." "Do you know if they're insured?" "No idea." "Spencer deals with all that kind of stuff." "We need to ask him and find out when those two Chinese vases are back from the exhibition." "It's been over three months now." "~ Yeah, where the hell is he, anyway?" "~ I don't know." "We could try ringing him from the office." "Er, Lord Hazelwood wants me to ring the lottery solicitor." "He wants to meet her." "Look, she said definitely not to pay the money." "I don't know why you told her when we'd decided not to." "She knew!" "She said you'd already told her." "I told her we'd had a letter." "I didn't say anything about them asking for money." "It's done now, so stop fretting, all right?" "They've got the bastard anyway, and as soon as he comes clean, then... we'll get our Amy back." "Not if he's done anything to her." "It was nowt to do with her mam winning the bloody lottery." "I didn't even know she won!" "I just wanted to talk to Amy." "She was my bird, we'd been going out." "She was always ending it, like once a week." "That's what she was like, then we'd make up." "So I took off across t'moorland and then I decided I'd wait until after she finished work." "I turned my bike round and I went back." "~ Don't shout at me, I'm only trying to help!" "~ That's when I saw her heading after that weirdo." "~ Godfrey, listen to me." "~ I don't want to listen to you!" "Amy!" "~ If you've come to start trouble again..." "~ You know me." "I'm not going without you." "You nearly got me sacked, shouting and carrying on like that." "You don't want that poxy job anyroad." "~ You and me's going places." "~ Yeah, like Skeggy pleasure beach?" "~ Come here." "~ Get off me." "Now, I love this little pinny thing." "Bet it's a proper turn-on for all the posh blokes." "It's supposed to keep my skirt clean." "What about them lasses you were chatting up this morning?" "They were chatting me up." "I told them I had a bird." "Liar." "~ You jealous?" "~ Of them ugly slags?" "No way." "~ Do you want to come for a ride across t'top?" "~ No." "Oh, you do, though." "You know you do." "If my mam finds out I'll get done." "I'll have you back in half an hour." "Nobody'll even miss you." "Come on." "She came with me because she wanted to." "I didn't force her." "What?" "That's the truth." "And then what?" "~ We shagged, and..." "~ Where?" "In the woods." "And then I dropped her back off at the house cos that's what she wanted." "Near t'service door." "So she's been missing best part of a week now, her picture's plastered all over the place, television, newspapers." "If you had nothing to hide, why didn't you come forward?" "Because I knew you'd think it was me." "I'm not stupid." "I came to the house shouting my head off and I'm a traveller," "~ course you're going to think it's me." "~ So you're saying you didn't really care what happened to Amy" "~ as long as you didn't get the blame." "~ No, I'm not saying that." "There was no point in me coming forward, cos I don't know where she is." "Tried calling her mates, yeah?" "Tried calling her." "Just went straight to voicemail." "We were wondering if either of the paintings were insured, so if you could ring the house when you get this message, Spencer, that'd be great." "You have the most beautiful neck." "He won't ring." "Did you hear what I said?" "Er, so we'll ring that solicitor now." "I don't know where I am with you, Sarah." "You're blowing hot and cold with me all the time." "Please talk to me." "Sometimes I think you like me and sometimes... well, you deliberately ignore me." "Why do you do that?" "Sarah?" "Because..." "I suppose..." "I'm frightened." "The last time I... fell in love with someone..." "I thought it was forever." "I loved him with every bone in my body and I ended up getting hurt." "Really badly." "And I don't think I could cope with that again." "I don't think I'm strong enough." "Please don't punish me for something he did." "I promise I won't hurt you." "Er... police are at the gatehouse." "Godfrey's in a right old state." "~ I have been entrusted with the safekeeping of the photograph." "~ You're breaking the law." "Hindering the police in their investigation is a criminal offence." "But I didn't mean to break it." "I was just trying to be helpful." "After they took Dawn to the hospital and the police had gone, I picked the letter up and I was..." "You could serve up to two years, if found guilty, for this." "But I didn't do anything!" "And the letter's not addressed to me," "~ it's Dawn's, and now she knows I have it so..." "~ Do you have a warrant to search this house?" "~ They think I've done something wrong again." "~ It's all right." "~ We've got reason to believe" "~ that there's a photograph somewhere on these premises." "Now, we can get a warrant, but..." "~ Dave." "You see, erm, I was just keeping it safe till Dawn got out of hospital." "If you look on the back it says very clearly "no police"." "But I have paid the recommended amount of money." "You've paid a million quid?" "!" "So what time do you think you'll be able to get here for?" "Excuse me, love, do you work here?" "~ Yes, why?" "~ I've got a load of stuff here to drop off for this evening." "Just a minute." "~ I'm sorry, who are you?" "~ Sam Fisher, catering for 16." "Canapes and a light buffet." "Will there be someone in the kitchen?" "Cos most of this stuff needs to go in a fridge." "I'll ring you back." "Mum!" "~ What's going on?" "~ Are you Lady Hazelwood?" "~ Who are you?" "~ She must be having people round." "~ First I've heard of it." "~ What do you want me to do with this food?" "Some of it needs prepping and dressing." "I suggest you go up to the house, knock on the front door" "~ and see what she's got to say." "~ Right you are." "Un-bloody-believable." "Silly cow never even asked me." "~ It's their silver wedding anniversary." "~ What, today?" "~ Evidently." "~ When can I have my computer back?" "~ We'll let you know." "But it's brand-new." "I've only just bought it and it cost a lot of money." "It's all right, Godfrey, they just need the information from it and they'll let you have it back." "~ But they must have their own computers at the police station." "~ I don't think you understand how serious this is." "This proves that Amy was kidnapped," "~ that she was taken against her will." "~ But I'm sure they'll let her go now I've paid them the money." "I'm bloody sure they won't." "I really should take you in, cos DI Baker's going to want to speak to you." "I don't know what I've done wrong." "You haven't done anything wrong, Godfrey." "Why do you automatically think it's Spencer?" "I could understand if it was three years ago, but he's not that person any more." "He's straightened himself out." "He doesn't take drugs any more and he swears that he hasn't been near a casino in years." "~ Well, he wouldn't tell you if he had." "~ Yes, he would." "~ Well, he didn't tell me he'd sold my Bentley." "~ We discussed it." "Don't you think I should've been a part of that discussion?" "Darling, you weren't in a fit state to talk about anything." "You were very ill." "Yes, and that's another thing " "I'm going to revoke that power of attorney." "All this over a couple of pictures." "That happen to be worth millions of pounds." "Where did Spencer get the money for that yacht?" "He sold the investments his father left him." "You really do hate him, don't you?" "Such a shame." "He's full of admiration for you." "~ You delude yourself, Rachel." "~ No, I don't." "Any one of the staff could've swapped those paintings." "~ Don't be ridiculous." "~ Sarah has connections in London." "Sean has a criminal record." "And that young girl, Dawn's daughter, the one who's gone missing - she clearly hung around with unsavoury characters." "They'd have to know people in the art world." "What about her boyfriend?" "The one who was shouting in our grounds at our dinner party." "They could have run away together with all the money they've made from selling our pictures." "The whole family could be in on it." "Why does it always have to be Spencer?" "What happened to you, Rachel?" "I don't know what you're talking about." "Well, you're not the woman I fell in love with 27 years ago." "And you're not the man who promised to look after me and my son, either." "Can I have a word?" "Not now!" "I would just like to know why you've got caterers in." "If you wanted a bit of a do you only had to ask," "I would have been happy to oblige." "But bringing people in over my head," "~ into MY kitchen?" "Not on." "~ I didn't want to assume..." "You've a tongue in your head, haven't you?" "Well, you might as well know that we have cleaners coming in this afternoon because this house has not been dusted or hoovered for over a week now, and we have guests this evening." "Maybe the house hasn't been dusted or hoovered because your cleaner's daughter's gone missing and she's currently in hospital with a threatened miscarriage." "Maybe since she won the lottery she feels cleaning is beneath her." "Oh, please." "And when was the last time you had a can of Pledge and a cloth in your hand, love?" "~ Ladies, can we just be..." "~ And while we're on the subject of the house," "YOU might as well know that I can't get up them stairs any more." "My knees aren't what they used to be." "So I would like to move into the downstairs rooms." "Into the west wing?" "Nobody's using them." "Unless you've got plans I don't know about." "Good!" "I'll start packing up." "Oh, and we'll be having our own little get-together tonight, to celebrate winning the lottery." "Only we'll be in the kitchen, so we won't interfere with anything you've got going on up here." "Do you really think we can live like this, Charles?" "It's unbearable." "Put a flower on either side of each tray, and the salmon need onion and dill on them." "The tuna can just be served with a dot of creme fraiche and caviar." "I'll be needing that table later on." "Hopefully we'll be finished by then." "~ What's all this stuff in my fridge?" "~ It's the buffet." "Where's my Yorkshire pudding batter and my gooseberry fool?" "Oh, sorry, I had to put a couple of things on the shelf cos the..." "No, no, no, no." "You had no business without asking me first." "And it's to be hoped you've got something other than raw fish, cos his lordship's not too keen and it's him who's paying for it." "~ It's not raw, it's marinated." "~ Same thing." "I agreed the menu with Lady Hazelwood." "Oh, well, let's just hope it's her who pays you for it then." "Right, well, I'm off to the shop, and I want my Yorkshire pudding batter and my gooseberry fool back in the fridge!" "So it's definitely abduction." "It looks like it, yeah." "And he's sent the money, straight transfer." "What's he like?" "OK, if Godfrey Watson can find out it's Luxembourg," "I want our IT guys on it." "And let NCA know, we need as much support as possible." "~ I want to know whose name's on that account." "~ Right." "Yeah, but what if he doesn't talk?" "I mean, they can't make him, can they?" "Then what do we do?" "I'll blow his bloody head off, that's what I'll do." "You've laid for four." "Come on, come on." "It's all right." "Come on, just sit yourself down." "Eh?" "There you go." "I'll tell you what, by the time I'm finished with him, he'll be only too happy to tell us where she is." "DI Baker has re-entered the room." "Sorry about that, just some fresh evidence that's come in." "So." "How are we feeling, Nick?" "~ All right." "~ Cos we're not making much progress, are we?" "I mean, we're not getting very far." "~ I've got nowt to tell you." "~ Well, you see, I think you have." "Do you have a bank account?" "Do I have "idiot" stamped across my forehead?" "Do you think I'm going to trust them wankers with my money?" "~ I deal in cash, that's it." "~ Oh, like the £600 you had on you" "~ when we picked you up?" "~ Yeah, hard-earned cash." "That's a lot of money for a fairground boy." "~ I don't spend much." "~ How much do you get paid a week?" "Depends how much I take." "Sometimes a couple of ton, sometimes 80 quid." "Mr Ross, the fairground owner, was shocked that you left when he owed you money." "He said it wasn't like you." "It's not always about money, is it?" "~ What, all your hard-earned cash?" "~ I just wanted out of there." "Well, we've been to your caravan and it was a complete shit-tip." "You get no medals for being tidy." "In fact, it looked like there'd been some kind of a fight." "Nah, that's just how I left it." "So what made you leave?" "~ Amy." "~ Mr Harrison." "~ No, I want to tell her." "~ OK, but I have to warn you..." "I was pissed off with her ending it all the time." "And I wanted to show her that I wasn't going to stick around waiting for her to change her mind this time, yeah?" "And I heard there was work over in Almouth" "~ so I thought it was best if I just buggered off." "~ You're a liar, Nick." "~ Right, I've had enough, yeah?" "I'm off." "~ Sit back down now!" "~ I bloody won't!" "~ Well, then, I'll charge you and you'll spend another night in the cell." "I'd sit down if I were you." "Let's hear what they have to say." "~ I'm not a fucking liar!" "~ Right, that's enough." "Sit down!" "So why were there no messages on Amy's phone from you?" "And no calls made to her on your phone log after she went missing?" "You didn't ring her, did you, Nick?" "No." "Now, was that because she was with you or because you knew she couldn't answer the phone" "~ because you'd done something to her?" "~ I'm not answering that." "Well, we downloaded these photos off your phone." "Yeah." "Yeah, take pictures of my bird." "So what?" "Everybody does." "How many have you deleted?" "I don't know." "Loads." "She always sees them and if she doesn't like them, I have to get rid of them." "Why were your tyre tracks found way past the woodland, heading towards the caravan park?" "Cos that's where I went after I dropped Amy off" "~ back at the house." "~ Really?" "Because there were no tyre tracks travelling back towards the house." "~ I took a different track." "~ Or could it be there were no tracks because you didn't bring her back to the house?" "Do I have to put up with this shit?" "Forensics have found Amy's DNA all over your caravan." "So I'll say it again, Nick - you're a liar, and you either start telling me the truth" "~ or you're going to be spending a long time in prison." "~ All right." "~ ALL RIGHT!" "This is the truth, right?" "~ I am waiting." "I wanted to go into the woods, but she didn't like to do it outside cos she said she got midge bites on her legs." "I was a bit pissed so I drove over the top and down to the caravan site." "I didn't force her to do owt." "She wanted to do it as much as me." "Why do you keep finishing with me?" "~ Cos." "~ Cos what?" "Cos my parents hate you." "I'm not going out with your parents." "And cos you mess around with other lasses." "I don't mess around with them." "I flirt with them, cos that's my job, to get them on the rides, but that's it." "~ You're my bird, Amy." "~ Shut up and get on with it." "~ Don't finish with me again, right?" "~ Right." "Cos if you do, that's it." "I mean it." "Yeah, sure." "~ Have you got something?" "~ Don't need owt." "Yeah, we do!" "Stop it, will you?" "I'm not getting pregnant!" "Nick!" "Get off!" "~ Amy!" "~ The fuck is that?" "~ Amy!" "~ Get off!" "So posh boy kicks my door down." "Course, Amy's shit scared cos he's her mum's boss and all." "She comes on all innocent, like, saying I dragged her off and forced myself on her, and that's a bloody lie." "In fact, it's him you should be charging instead of me." "He is a bloody maniac and he's got a thing for Amy." "He was always coming on to her, she told me." "~ He thinks cos he's a posh prick he can do what he likes." "~ OK." "~ Take him back to the cell." "~ I'm sorry, my client has answered all your questions." "~ Now you have to either charge him or let him go." "~ No, I don't." "He's the prime suspect of a serious crime and we have an extension." "DS Houghton." "Would've been terrible if she'd lost the baby." "On top of Amy going missing, I think it would finish her off." "But they should find out something now that they've found that boyfriend of hers." "~ Yeah, well, fingers crossed." "~ Yeah." "~ Well, give her my love when you see her, will you?" "~ I will." "Right, coming up." "So who's paying for this silver wedding do?" "~ Cos they still haven't settled their bill up here yet." "~ Really?" "Well, none of this is for them." "We're having our own little do to celebrate winning the lottery, so I'll be paying cash for that." "~ How much do they owe?" "~ £360." "And it's been a while." "That's terrible." "I'll make sure our Sarah comes up and settles up with you." "Aw, thanks, love." "Now, do you want them with or without herbs, eh?" "~ Without." "~ There we go." "You know, I'm surprised they're even bothering with a silver wedding, cos rumour has it she's been carrying on for years." "Who with?" "Well, I shouldn't really say anything, because I've been sworn to secrecy, but my niece Marie cleans at Forcett's, and she's seen stuff, that's all I'm saying." "Now, do you want French, wholegrain or English?" "English." "That sleazy scumbag!" "Yeah, and she's read stuff, private stuff that William Forcett's chucked in the bin thinking nobody would ever see." "I thought you knew." "No, obviously I know nowt, me." "Well, you do now." "Sorry to disturb you." "DI Lyn Baker." "They'd like to speak to Spencer." "I'm afraid you can't." "He's on a business trip at the moment." "Can you be a bit more specific?" "Whereabouts?" "Well, I'm not exactly sure." "I think he's either in Ireland or Amsterdam." "We've left him a couple of messages" "~ and we're hoping he'll get back to us." "~ Is it something I can help with?" "Well, we'd like to question him regarding the disappearance of Amy Stevenson." "I doubt he knows anything about that!" "~ Still, we'd like to speak to him." "~ Has Nick said something?" "~ I'm afraid I can't tell you that." "~ Is he still in custody?" "~ He's helping us with our inquiries." "~ But you haven't charged him yet?" "Would you like us to lay the buffet in the dining room, or...?" "I'm just in the middle of something." "Rachel, do you think it's entirely appropriate to be asking people to the house under the circumstances?" "What specifically are the circumstances?" "Do you have a mobile number for your son, Lady Hazelwood?" "He was with me the night the girl disappeared." "We were entertaining some American guests." "We had a dinner party." "All the staff were here." "You can ask them and you can ask my husband." "Yes, she's right." "As far as I know, Spencer was with us the whole evening." "This is absolutely ridiculous." "I know Chief Inspector Laithwaite, I'll be having a word with him." "What on earth would my son want with a girl like that?" "~ She's a little slut." "~ Rachel!" "~ It's the truth." "Excuse me." "There's a Janet Stoneman here to see you." "That solicitor I was telling you about." "We took her straight through to the study." "~ We didn't think you'd want Lady Hazelwood there." "~ Absolutely not." "No, she'll be busy with her little soiree and fretting about Spencer." "She won't even notice that I've gone." "Lord Hazelwood." "How lovely to meet you." "Thank you very much for coming to see me." "~ It's very good of you." "~ Not at all." "How can I help?" "Any news on the bank details?" "No, they're still working on it, boss." "Jesus Christ, they're supposed to be IT specialists!" "I mean, the account number is on the back of the photograph." "How hard can it be?" "Argh." "Have you brought my computer back?" "No." "No, unfortunately we're still working on it." "We'd like you to come down to the station with us." "But I'm supposed to be meeting someone." "~ Are you arresting me again?" "~ No!" "No, we're just really struggling with this bank account info." "Oh, yes, I'd love to help." "Come in." "I'll just have to make a telephone call, though." "Numbers, computers and plants are my area." "I've only had the computer for a few days, though, so I'm still not..." "Well, you'll be a damn sight better than our lot." "You seem more than capable to me." "In fact, I think it's remarkable that you've kept Hazelwood going through these turbulent times." "Would it be possible to end the power of attorney now that Lord Hazelwood is nearly back to his full health?" "Absolutely." "It's a very simple process." "All you need to do is destroy any copies that you signed and..." "I think the family lawyer may have a copy." "Well, I'm sure he'll do that for you." "Mm." "So you see, that's the Iban number which tells us, in effect, that it's an international sort code, but it's quite simple to decode." "Look, there you go " "LU0453022578313 tells us it's Luxembourg." "How do you know?" "~ I don't know how I know, I just do." "~ See, we can't compete with that." "Can you see what they've done here?" "They've combined all the numbers just to make it more confusing so you don't see the pattern, but that is definitely a transit number." "~ Can we find out the name of the bank, Godfrey?" "~ Oh, yes," "~ that shouldn't be a problem." "~ And whose name the account's in." "Ah, well, that might be a bit tricky." "I mean, there will be a way, but you'll have to be patient." "It might require a decode search engine." "It's as though they don't want you to know." "But let's give it a go anyway." "Put them over there." "Right, that's it." "Out of my kitchen now." "~ Five minutes, we'll be out of your hair." "~ I said now!" "How am I supposed to do my job?" "I've no idea, love." "I've always had that problem." ""Make a dinner party for 20, two quid a head."" "A stick of rhubarb and a dead pheasant." "How much is that lot costing?" "~ £32 a head." "~ £32!" "My God." "I could feed 5,000 with that." "Your Yorkshire pudding batter" "~ and gooseberry fool are back in the fridge." "~ Right." "Will you pack it in with that bloody spray?" "There's food in here!" "It's kitchen cleaner." "It's poison!" "You're going to kill everybody." "Take your "kitchen cleaner" and bugger off!" "Er, we've got another two hours to do." "Jesus Christ." "This house has got 12 bedrooms, four reception rooms, a bloody great big hallway and a long gallery." "Now find something else to clean!" "Go on." "Hello, Nick." "We've missed you." "Have a seat." "You talk to him?" "Bet he said it was a load of bollocks, didn't he?" "Well, it seems that Lady Hazelwood's son was hosting a dinner party with his mother on the night that Amy went missing, and there's a lot of people to verify that, including Lord Hazelwood." "Yeah, see, I knew that you'd believe him against me." "That's why I didn't hand myself in." "~ Where did you get that from?" "~ Somebody sent it to Amy's mother." "~ She's got a bruise on her face." "~ Yeah, I can see that." "~ What do they want?" "~ Turn it over, read the back." "I can't read or write." "Oh, look at this!" "That's beautiful." "Could be Chippendale." "This could be our sitting room." ""Our" sitting room?" "Mine and Mum's." "~ Where would you sleep?" "~ Next door." "We're either going to split the room into two or..." "Or you could move into the cottage with me." "I mean, there's no Chippendale furniture, but..." "Sean, we don't even know each other properly." "Ach, we've known each other for three years, Sarah." "~ That's long enough." "~ Yeah, but not like that." "We've been friends." "Isn't that the best thing?" "You have no idea what I'm like to live with." "We'll only find out by doing it." "And you can always move back if it doesn't work out." "I mean, you haven't got far to move, have you?" "It's just across the garden." "Will you think about it?" "Where you going to stay?" "Don't know." "See if I can get my caravan back." "We might need to talk to you again," "~ so don't leave Scarborough without telling us." "~ I won't." "What time you serving up tonight?" "When them morons leave and I get my kitchen back." "I told Valerie she could come." "I thought it was just going to be us." "Well, it's not going to be much of a party, is it, just us four?" "And she did sell Dawn the ticket and give her two of the numbers." "~ It's only right we invite her." "She can't come anyway." "~ Right." "She did tell me some right juicy gossip though." "Go on." "No, I'm sworn to secrecy." "I'm not meant to tell anybody." "But her niece, Maria, works at Forcett's, right?" "And it involves William Forcett and Lady Fancy Knickers." "Mum, this is really important - is this just gossip, or...?" "I don't know." "I'm just telling you what Valerie told me." "Now, then - did I walk in on something this morning with you and Sean?" "Keep your nose out." "I want to know about William Forcett and Lady H." "Yeah, and I want to know about you and Sean." "Yes, you might have walked in on something." "But it's early days." "All right, he's asked me out." "And?" "William Forcett and Lady Hazelwood!" "They've been carrying on for years." "Oh, my God." "That's why..." "~ What's that, Mum?" "~ Oh, it's - it's nowt." "It's just something your dad picked up at a car-boot sale years ago." "Right, you better get in the shower." "I'm going downstairs to put my toad in the hole in." "~ Rachel thinks the world of you, Charles." "~ I'm sure she does." "Nevertheless, I would like the power of attorney revoked." "Yes, well, we could apply to the court, but it might be a lengthy and costly job." "Oh, really?" "That's not what I was told this afternoon." "I appreciate that you are a trustee of Hazelwood, William, but do remember who pays your bills." "Charles, congratulations on making it to 25!" "And thank you both so much for letting us share it with you." "~ Congratulations." "~ So, where's Spencer tonight?" "~ No idea." "~ Well, he struck a tough deal." "Nine million is a result for this place." "He drove a hard bargain." "Do you have something other than fish?" "I'm starving." "~ I'm afraid not." "~ What about your wonderful chef, Julie?" "She could rustle us something up." "We haven't eaten since lunch." "Would you have a word with her?" "I'm sorry, Scott, but your various offers for Hazelwood have not been accepted." "No, thank you." "We haven't made that decision yet." "We're still contemplating." "No, Rachel." "You obviously didn't hear what I said this morning." "I'm sorry to disappoint you, Scott, but I've decided to stick with the original offer from the staff syndicate." "Would you all excuse me?" "I think I need a top-up." "~ Ta-da!" "~ Aw, that looks amazing." "Best Cumberland." "Dig in." "~ Shepherd's pie'll be ready in five minutes." "~ Great." "I don't know where Godfrey's got to." "I'll have to give him a ring." "Oh, we've been looking at the west wing." "It doesn't seem to need a lot doing to it." "It's cold and there's a bit of damp, but..." "Well, we've got damp upstairs." "Yeah, well, if we get a fire going, turn the radiators on, belt out some heat for a couple of days, it should be fine." "Good, cos I've started packing and I've ordered us a couple of beds." "Wow." "Scrubs up well, doesn't she?" "Thanks." "Sean thinks we can move in pretty quick." "The rooms don't need much doing to them." "Now, love, what you having?" "Red wine, white wine, or..." "I'll have a glass of red, thanks." "Hello, everybody." "I've brought the wine, and this is my friend Wendy." "~ She helped me pick out the John Deere 5100M." "~ Hiya." "~ Yeah, yeah, come in, sit yourselves down." "~ Sorry we're a bit late." "~ I've been helping the police with their inquiries." "~ Again?" "Oh, it's all right." "Their IT team are really quite poor, but I cracked the code." "Hope you don't mind me bringing a guest, but Wendy's always wanted to see the inside of Hazelwood." "Oh, it's true." "You have got a lovely kitchen." "~ Well, it's all coming out." "We're going modern." "~ Lovely!" "You said you'd cracked the code - what do you mean?" "On the back of the photo of Amy." "It took me two hours and 38 minutes," "~ but I found the name of the account holder." "~ And?" "~ Really?" "You'll never guess who it is." "Amy!" "So I've given the money to Amy!" "A Stevenson." "Well, she was one of the joint account holders." "~ And who was the other?" "~ It was some company name." "It didn't make much sense, but they're checking it out." "~ It was definitely A Stevenson, though." "~ I don't understand." "~ Why would she do that?" "~ I know." "But it's good news, though, isn't it?" "~ What about Andrew Stevenson?" "~ Her dad?" "It's not going to be him, is it?" "You're absolutely right, I forgot about Mr Stevenson." "Lady Hazelwood wondered if you could rustle something up for one of the American guests." "Seems he doesn't eat fish either." "Really?" "Mm." "She sent you, did she?" "Mum!" "Oh, God." "You already had a go at her this morning." "And that was before I found out what she'd been doing." "~ What are you going to say?" "~ What does she mean?" "~ Whatever comes out of my mouth." "Excuse me!" "Excuse me!" "I'd just like to make an announcement." "Lady Hazelwood, there she is, has asked me to prepare some food for our American guest, seeing as the canapes aren't to everybody's taste." "Now, I have got some toad in the hole and some shepherd's pie which I'll be serving up in the dining room in ten minutes." "Her food is amazing." "Sadly, I've only got enough for six, so can I have a show of hands if you're still hungry?" "What the hell do you think you're doing?" "You can't just make your mind up on a whim, love, and treat me like I'm some sort of skivvy." "Not any more." "You're making a complete show of yourself." "Oh, you mean like you've been doing for years with Willy Boy over there?" "Aw, bless." "Bless, did you think people didn't know?" "Aw." "You're the talk of Scarborough, love, you and him." "Yeah." "Would you like to try my toad in the hole, Mr Forcett?" "I should think it'd be right up your street." "~ Hiya, Nick!" "~ Hiya, Nick." "Are you sure that you won't stay?" "No, we have an early flight in the morning." "Yeah, we've booked into the airport hotel." "It was a great party, though, and the food was magnificent." "~ I'm glad you enjoyed it." "~ Yeah." "I've been thinking - what if I upped the offer to 15 million?" "That would be amazing!" "You could up the offer to 50 million and I still would not be interested." "OK, I hear what you're saying, but if you should ever change your mind, you just give me a call." "Charles, thank you so much - don't get up." "It's been a real pleasure." "Thank you." "Anyway, to us!" "And to them bloody numbers." "~ To the lottery and all those who win it." "~ The lottery!" "~ Cheers!" "~ Hooray!" "Chin-chin-chin." "~ So, what are you going to spend yours on?" "~ Mm!" "Well, do you know, all my life, right," "I've wanted to run my own cookery school." "Oh, you should do it, now you've got the money!" "That's what Wendy said to me when I went in to pick up the John Deere," "~ didn't you?" "~ Yeah." "Well, it's like my dad always used to say - you can't take it with you." "So, er, how did you two meet, then?" "Well, I went into the John Deere showroom and, erm... ~ I was there." "~ She was there, stood at the counter, and..." "What do you think about moving in, then?" "I've got a lot on my mind, Sean." "Is that just a nice way of saying no?" "Cos I'd understand, with my past and everything." "It's not that." "It's really simple." "I love you and I want to be with you." "Do you want to be with me?" "They really are awfully nice people, don't you think?" "~ Yes." "~ He's so funny." "Such a shame their son couldn't join them." "Anyway, everyone seemed to have a nice time by the end." "I want you to pay Julie for her services this evening." "Ha, I absolutely will not." "Good heavens, she's won the lottery." "And you were there when she said she wanted to do the catering." "And when I asked her to serve up a plate of food, you saw the abuse that I got." "I can't do right for wrong with that woman." "She's impossible." "And did you hear what she said to me?" "I've never been so embarrassed in all my life." "It was out-and-out slander." "~ I could take her to court." "~ And you would, if it wasn't true." "Charles!" "How can you even think that?" "Because so many things make sense if it is true." "I think you're going to need William more than ever now, my dear." "To handle your divorce." "What on earth are you talking about?" "Are you going to let that stupid woman ruin our marriage?" "Our marriage was over years ago, Rachel." "We've just been treading water." "I thought I was going to die, so I didn't do anything about it." "But now it appears that I am going to live." "Nick Harrison was shot last night." "Can we come in?" "I just want to ask Wendy something very important." "There you were pointing a finger at Spencer and me, and all the time it was your precious staff." "I don't care about Hazelwood!" "I just want our Amy back and I want things back to the way they were."