"Excuse me." "Evening, sir." "Right, let's hear it." "Female, Sarge, 40 to 60." "Fatal, obviously, er..." "Very extensive injuries." "Dr Shaw thinks she's been driven over more than once." "Rules out an accident, then." "Just a bit." "We've found what we think is her bag under here." "Er...got any gloves?" "Sir." "More light, please." "Mrs Eugenie Martin." "47, Saltash Green Road." "London W4." "Right." "I'll come back when the SIO gets here." "RINGS DOORBELL" "Evening, sir." "Barbara!" "Glad you could join us." "Come in." "Darling, you remember Barbara Havers?" "Of course!" "Nice to see you." "Happy anniversary." "Oh, um...for you." "How thoughtful." "And...this is for you, sir." "But it's official, so..." "So it'll go away until tomorrow." "Help yourself to a drink, Barbara." "We'll see you later." "Thank you, ma'am." ""Thank you, ma'am."" "What am I supposed to call Sir's wife?" "Where's Helen?" "Er...she's working all hours this week." "What's in the letter?" "My resignation." "Have you gone completely and utterly mad?" "Why?" "You're behaving like a spoilt teenager." "Another mistake, then, sir." "More evidence of my unsuitability." "No-one says you're unsuitable." "They've said the next best thing." "I lost my rank." "I'm on a warning." "I would rather have been sacked." "This is madness." "You can't resign." "That is the one thing nobody can order me to do." "Stay in the police." "You know the old Met saying, "You're only 28 days from the out"." "Of course I can't order you to stay!" "Do you know him?" "Yeah, that's DS Brian Leach." "My old Crime Squad sergeant." "A good policeman, but not one you'd want to be arrested by." "He doesn't seem pleased to see you." "He never was." "I don't suppose he's thrilled you've overtaken his rank." "As far as he was concerned, I always had." "Where is he now?" "Hampstead." "He's a long way from home." "That's just what I was thinking." "Well, I'll see you later." "Driven over more than once." "Impact at speed, then probably they reversed over her, and then forwards again." "They wanted to make sure of the job, didn't they?" "Er..." "Eugenie...?" "Martin." "Of Strand on the Green." "Divorced." "Anything known, sir?" "No form." "Oh, and, er, Tommy... take Havers." "Thank you, sir." "It's been a rough ride for her." "Yes, I know." "In fact, that envelope she gave you..." "She asked if she could have it back." "Oh." "Did she?" "Well, you'd better see you get a result, then." "Thank you, sir." "I thought I was just going to a party." "I thought you went there to resign." "Yeah, I did." "Can't think why Sir put me on this with you." "Maybe because he thinks you're better than you do." "You're still a police officer for the next 28 days, all right?" "So if you can remove your head from your rear end, the question..." "Is why did DS Leach drive across London in the night to tell Webberley about this murder?" "If you don't open this door I'll get someone to break it down." "Richard, we do have the trustees to answer to." "Damn the trustees!" "Excuse me." "That's my son in there." "He's been in there an eternity." "He could have done something to himself." "Excuse me, Richard." "Yes, Raphael, you try." "Gideon!" "Gideon, it's me." "I've bought you a brandy." "What's he doing in there?" "Gids, come on." "You can't stay in there all night." "Oh, thank God." "Well, go on, give it to him, don't just stand there." "And get these people out of here." "Can we clear the corridor, please?" "What the hell are you playing at?" "Nasty." "Dr Shaw had to check for the gender." "I'm not surprised." "We think this is her handbag." "It was under a car, presumably thrown by the impact." "Thank you." "What have we got?" "Purse, mobile phone, car keys." "What's this?" "A rosary." "Catholic." "DS Brian Leach, DS Barbara Havers." "DC Havers." "Sorry." "We're looking for a Rover." "Could have parked somewhere nearby." "You check the mobile." "Let's see who she was in touch with." "Sir." "So what would you like me to do, sir?" "Well, you can see to the removal of the body." "I'm a sergeant, she's a constable." "I watch the ambulance while she chases up the phones and the cars?" "You got a problem with that?" "Not at all, sir." "After all, you are the senior officer." "That's right, I am." "So get on with it." "Both of you." "COUGHING" "You all right?" "Yes." "Sorry, sir." "I've..." "It's all right." "It happens to all of us." "Do you know who reported the body?" "The owner of that house there called us at 9.47 to say he'd found it when he arrived home." "That's him watching through the window now." "James Pitchley." "Got very anti when he couldn't get into his house." "Why couldn't he?" "He didn't have any ID." "He had to wait till someone was free to check who he was." "No wallet?" "No, sir." "He was very cagey about where he'd been, sir." "Was he, indeed?" "You get on to General Registry to see if there are any files on Eugenie Martin." "Any witnesses?" "Mr and Mrs MacLean next door heard a loud bang just after 9.30, but they didn't look out as they were watching telly." "Naturally(!" ")" "BEEPING" "Sir!" "Well, she was looking for this road. "James Pitchley, 2 Bishop Gardens, 9.30."" "Pitchley?" "What, you know him?" "No, Mason just said he was the one who reported finding the body." "She didn't say he knew who it was." "Maybe he didn't recognise her." "Maybe not." "So, she had a meeting with him which she didn't keep, 17 minutes before he reported finding the body." "As you would say, sir, he might have noticed a slight coincidence." "I might indeed." "Let's go and look at Pitchley's car, shall we?" "Not a scratch." "This wasn't used to kill her." "I suppose it was too much to hope for." "Get it checked, anyway." "OK." "We know she hasn't been here before, because of the map and directions." "But she was visiting by appointment late at night." "On the game?" "It fits." "No, she..." "She wasn't carrying any condoms." "Not in her bag anyway." "The lights are still on." "Why don't we have a word with our Mr Pitchley?" "Er...before we go, sir..." "Well, get on with it Havers." "Well, what DS Leach said, about rank." "Shouldn't he be going with you?" "As long as I'm in charge of this enquiry, I decide who does what." "And since this is to be your last, I'd better make the most of you." "Mr Pitchley?" "Yes." "Look, it is rather late." "I'm DI Lynley, this is DC Havers." "Mind if we come in?" "It won't take long." "Why not?" "I've got a very long day tomorrow so..." "How many cars do you own?" "Only one." "Why?" "Does the name Martin mean anything to you?" "The personal trainer at my gym is called Martin." "Mrs Eugenie Martin." "Eugenie?" "That's right." "Do you know her?" "No." "Sure?" "It's an unusual name." "I'd remember." "it." "Quite sure?" "I've told you." "Yes." "So I'm wondering why she had an appointment with you at 9.30." "How can you say that?" "She had your address on a piece of paper, with directions on how to get here." "But I..." "I've told you that I don't know her." "You called the police at 9.47." "As soon as I found her." "You knew it was a woman, then?" "I can tell the difference." "The body was badly damaged." "How did you know it was a woman?" "Are you suggesting I interfered with the body?" "Where were you tonight?" "Having dinner with a friend." "Who paid?" "What the hell has that got to do with anything?" "All I asked was who paid?" "If it's of the slightest relevance, I did." "How?" "Why should you possibly need to know that?" "You can tell us here or at the station." "How did you pay the bill?" "Cash." "You didn't use a credit card?" "I wasn't carrying any credit cards." "This...friend you had the meal with." "Name?" "Just a business acquaintance." "I've got it somewhere." "This has been a ghastly experience." "It's completely upset me." "It's not every evening you find...something like that outside your front door." "This is a murder enquiry, Mr Pitchley." "It's in your own interest to give us your friend's name." "Through my charity donations I know some senior people in the police..." "So you won't give us the name?" "I'll tell you what the answer is..." "Hot Tigress?" "That's private." "Come away from there now." "She, er, I assume it is a she, she sent you an e-mail titled "Thanks for a lovely evening"." "Right." "That's it." "I have nothing more to say to you whatsoever." "Now I am going to bed and you, you are getting out of here right this minute." "We are satisfied that your car was not the car used to kill the woman we believe to be Eugenie Martin." "No, of course it wasn't." "But we are not satisfied with everything you've told us." "I ask you again, did you know Eugenie Martin?" "No." "I didn't know her." "But you had an appointment with a woman to visit you at 9.30 last night." "No, I did not!" "You've no idea why Eugenie Martin might have been on her way to visit you when she died?" "She couldn't have been on her way to visit me" " I didn't know her." "I found her dead, that's all." "And I wish to God I'd just gone in and ignored it." "Turning to your e-mail." "What's that got to do with anything?" ""Superstud"." "That's you, is it?" "It depends...what you mean." "Are you sometimes known as "Superstud"?" "In internet chat rooms, not in real life." "Obviously." "Yes, I am." "And in these chat rooms, you meet women." "It's not a crime." "Eugenie Martin's age." "Have you ever met Eugenie Martin there?" "No." "So you cultivate these women on the net and then you meet them for real, and then you have dinner with them, then take them to a hotel." "The Bentleigh Hotel, Earls Court." "So what?" "So what about the one you met earlier tonight?" "Hot Tigress?" "Was she Eugenie Martin?" "No." "Had you ever been there before with Eugenie Martin?" "How many more times?" "I didn't know her." "What's Hot Tigress's real name?" "I don't know." "You don't know." "No, I don't know their real names." "So how do you know she wasn't Eugenie Martin?" "I..." "Eugenie was one of your cyber conquests." "You met her last night..." "No!" "..took her to a restaurant, then the Bentleigh Hotel..." "It wasn't her!" "If you don't know Eugenie Martin, how do you know that Hot Tigress wasn't her?" "Their hair." "The body had blonde hair." "The one I met was dark." "That's why I don't take my credit cards." "I pay cash for dinner and the hotel." "I don't know who they are and I never want them to know who I am." "That's the point." "He's keen." "He certainly is." "That's enough for tonight." "Tomorrow first thing, we check out Pitchley's alibi at the hotel." "I think they'll confirm his story." "So do I. If he spent the evening with a woman in the Bentleigh, I don't think it was Eugenie Martin." "But he's not telling us everything." "I think he does know her." "So let's keep the pressure on him, and maybe he'll tell." "One day down, 27 to go." "That's right." "Well, goodnight, sir." "Goodnight." "Hi." "Hi." "Got caught up working, I'm afraid." "Sorry to be so late." "Yeah." "I wondered where you'd been." "Were you working late yourself?" "Yeah, nothing much." "Well, glad to have set your mind at rest." "What were you working...?" "Working on?" "'Yes?" "' Mr Martin?" "We're police officers." "'First floor.'" "Monty!" "Quiet!" "Quiet." "I'm DI Lynley." "Yes, please come in." "I have a car coming for me soon, so you'll have to make this quick." "We ARE investigating your wife's murder..." "My ex-wife." "As I explained to them earlier, she and I divorced nearly 20 years ago." "We haven't seen her since she left and didn't expect to do so again." "I do have one or two routine questions I have to ask..." "Yes, when did I last see her?" "She left the house on July 11th 1984." "You've had no contact since?" "Solicitor's letters that year." "Divorce formalities." "Nothing else." "You said "we" haven't seen her." "I was referring, of course, to my son." "He hasn't heard from his mother since the day she deserted him." "One further matter of routine, sir." "Yes, where was I when all this happened?" "Well, I was at the Wigmore Hall, trying to stop my son from destroying his career." "This is him?" "Yes." "Gideon Martin." "The violinist?" "Yes." "Well, I hope I don't have to say ex-violinist." "I'm also his business manager." "He was on stage, then couldn't play?" "Yes, that is correct." "His career came to a standstill at the end of the introduction to Dvorak's Songs My Mother Taught Me." "And if that taxi ever arrives, I am on my way to continue damage limitation with the press." "What went wrong?" "There's nothing wrong with him." "But he can't play." "Is it nerves?" "There's nothing wrong with him." "You bloody...!" "Get back in the car!" "You can't park down there!" "Well, I presume that will be all." "Thank you for your help, sir." "We'll keep you posted." "Don't bother." "My ex-wife deserted her son when he was eight years old." "Not to mention deserting me." "I couldn't care less what happened to her." "I didn't know you liked classical music." "Working class people CAN, you know, sir." "Cheap, Havers." "All right, sorry." "It was." "Actually, I saw it in the paper, that he bottled." "Which means that he was only on stage for half the programme on the night that his mother was killed." "The mother who deserted him." "Yes?" "We're police officers." "Yes, of course." "Richard called." "I'm Gideon's PA." "Won't you come in?" "I've made some tea." "I'm afraid he'll be two more minutes." "He does his yoga exercises till then." "Everything in this house is done in perfect time." "Even his father can't visit until three o'clock." "This is lovely." "Thank you." "I make them." "I used to be a violinist myself, till I was engaged to teach Gideon." "The first day I heard him, I knew my career was over." "You don't play any more?" "No." "I accompany Gideon on the piano for his practice, but that's all." "It's a privilege." "I was a good musician." "Gideon is a great one." "But he suffers for it, of course, as they all do." "I read about the Wigmore Hall." "Didn't everyone?" "Ah!" "Detective Inspector Lynley, Detective Constable Havers." "None of us realised how exhausted he really was." "But it is all back to normal now." "We're off to America next week, then Japan." "I always dread Japan." "All that raw fish." "We've spoken to your father." "Sugar?" "I take it that means you know I can't play." "But it won't stop my father turning up trying to force me." "Is that really the subject for an investigation?" "Enough, Raphael." "Raphael is protecting me." "He always does." "Of course." "We're very sorry about your mother's death." "Tell me, what happened last night at Wigmore Hall?" "I'd give anything to be able to tell you." "I went on, played several pieces." "Applause." "The introduction was played to Dvorak.....then blank." "You left the stage." "That's right." "I ran back to my dressing room and locked myself in." "I was in sheer panic." "Why?" "I've no idea." "Was it a very difficult piece?" "Songs My Mother Taught Me?" "No." "I've played all the showpieces in the repertoire." "They're all technically much more difficult." "So what happened?" "I don't know." "I was fine, until the introduction began..." "And then?" "That was when I...smelt it." "What?" "Burning." "I could smell burning and I had to get away." "Apparently, I was in the dressing room for ages." "I just remember my father outside shouting and shouting." "Eventually, I let them in." "Raphael gave me a brandy." "Then I suppose we came home." "No, we didn't." "We were there longer than the concert would have lasted in the end." "And since then, more blank." "As far as the music goes," "I can't play, I just..." "I just can't." "Tell me, did you smell burning at any time last night?" "Burning?" "Certainly not, although we are of course completely fire-regulated..." "Yes." "So just to be clear, Gideon left the stage through there and came down these stairs?" "He ran straight past me." "You were here?" "Of course!" "I'm the manager." "It was a terrible moment." "Gideon's been one of our most popular performers for years." "Sir!" "Down here." "Thank you. .." "DC Havers." "Sorry, you were saying..." "Yes." "He locked himself in." "There was pandemonium." "Richard shouting at him, then the press people got round." "How long was he locked in here for?" "Over an hour." "Did he talk to anyone through the door?" "Not a word." "We became extremely concerned for his safety." "So he was in here without making a sound for all that time?" "That's right." "Could you open the door please?" "Yes, of course." "Something's bothering me." "Apart from we just lost our obvious suspect(?" ")" "Actually, It's something about Webberley." "When Leach came and told him Eugenie Martin had just been killed..." "I don't know, something he said." "I can't quite put my finger on it." "PHONE RINGS YOU'VE gone blank!" ".." "Hello?" "Chris!" "Yeah." "The car paint on Eugenie Martin's clothing isn't made any more." "It came from a car made by Humber in the 1950s." "Yeah, thanks, Chris." "OK, bye." "Divorced!" "What?" "Eugenie Martin, Strand On The Green." "Divorced." "That's what Webberley said when he briefed me at his home." "But the only identification on the body was the driving licence." "And a driving licence..." "Doesn't record your marital status." "So how did Webberley know she was divorced?" "So, Eugenie Martin lived here on her own?" "Yes, in the basement." "She took her religion seriously." "She certainly did." "It's unusual for a devout Catholic of her generation to get divorced." "No computer." "For talking to Pitchley." "She could have had access somewhere else." "So she was proud of her famous son." "She never saw him though, even though he lives in Ealing." "Which is hardly a million miles away." "You know families, sir." "It might as well have been." "Sir!" "I've found her diary." "Show me." "She seems to have lived a life of blameless virtue." "God, how awful." "Her only regular appointments are for cleaning at the church." "What's this?" "Lunch, Three Bells." "Well, at least that's not church." "And last month... and the one before!" "And again." "The first Saturday every month." "Maybe she treated herself." "Maybe she was meeting someone." "It's quite oppressive in here, isn't it?" "She obviously believed in the life of the spirit, Havers." "Yes, "May you find peace," it says in one of those books." "Look, "Convent of the Blessed Martyrs, 1984"." "Who's this?" "A daughter?" "Nobody mentioned one." "Not her ex-husband, not her son." "But obviously important enough to be next to the bed." "Are you looking for something?" "We're police officers, sir." "Got any ID?" "Can't be too careful." "I'm Detective Inspector Lynley." "This is DC Havers." "Nice garden." "I keep it up for her." "Wiley, Major Wiley." "I live upstairs." "Has something happened?" "I'm afraid Mrs Martin was killed last night by a hit-and-run driver." "I'm very sorry to hear that." "Very." "Where did this happen?" "North London." "What was she doing there?" "Tell me, did her daughter ever come to visit?" "Didn't know she had one." "There was her son of course, the violinist, but she never mentioned having a daughter." "Do you happen to know who she met for lunch on the first Saturday of every month?" "Not a clue." "Maybe it was her." "Maybe." "What were your whereabouts yesterday evening?" "British Legion." "Every Saturday." "Never miss." "Thank you for telling me about Eugenie." "I thought something had happened to her, but the other one wouldn't say." "The other one?" "Copper." "Here this morning." "Uniformed?" "No, no, one of your lot." "I heard him about, then leaving just after six." "Come out and challenged him." "Did you see his ID, sir?" "I damn well demanded it!" "He wasn't very keen, but it looked genuine enough." "Well, what would you do?" "Strange man, coming out of a respectable woman's flat with a package?" "Package?" "A big padded envelope." "Do you remember his name, sir?" "Certainly." "Name of Leach." "What the hell do you think you are playing at?" "Not with you, sir." "You can say that again." "Well, let me remind you that I'm in charge of this enquiry." "Oh, I haven't forgotten that, sir." "What were you doing at the victim's house?" "Normal procedure following a death." "I taught you that myself." "You'll have logged it, then." "No, it was just a routine search." "So you'll have logged the package, then?" "What package?" "Listen." "You don't need me to remind you..." "I don't need you to tell me anything." "Suppressing evidence isn't just disciplinary, Brian, it's criminal." "There's no package." "All right, this is out of my hands." "What's the one thing any police officer can expect from the rest of his colleagues, come what may?" "Loyalty." "Something else I tried to teach you." "But something you could never learn." "You're obstructing a murder enquiry." "The package, or I go to Webberley." "I wouldn't do that." "Not unless you want to be joining her on the way out." "I'll do everything I can to help." "But anything else, anything that has no relevance, you stay right away." "And you'll find that doesn't just come from me." "Listen, you..." "Shut up, Havers." "This isn't the end." "Yes, it is." "I can't believe you let him do that." "I'm taking you off this enquiry." "Why?" "!" "You've already resigned." "No!" "I'm still in the job." "Havers, listen to me." "People don't make threats like that for fun." "I don't know what's going on here, but it's not just about a murder." "And you're going to need your reference." "That's my problem." "I stay." "If that's all right." "Sir, there seems to be a problem at General Registry." "There are files on Eugenie Martin, but they seem to have got lost." "Lost?" "Someone has taken them out and not returned them, sir." "They can't find a record of who it was." "Well, well." "Get them to search again." "Yes, sir." "The victim's mobile phone calls list will be here tomorrow." "Thank you, Mason." "I'll stay till this is over, yeah?" "All right." "Let's find that daughter." "Is this some kind of joke?" "We only want to talk to her, sir." "Why should that be a joke?" "My daughter Sophie died when she was three." "She was murdered." "I'm terribly sorry, sir." "So you should be." "You most certainly should be." "Sorry, sir, we should have known that." "It doesn't help, does it?" "They must have split up not long after the daughter died." "You find the files on her murder." "I'm going to the Convent of the Blessed Martyrs." "Yes, sir." "There's still the question of who it was Eugenie met every month." "I'm know that, Sergeant!" "Constable, sir." "Poor Eugenie." "God chose to try her very hard." "When was the last time you saw her?" "Not for many years." "She came here a lot after the murder." "And even after she left the area, for a while." "We're trying to find someone who she seems to have had lunch with her at the beginning of each month." "Any idea who that might be?" "I didn't know any of her friends." "I remember little Sophie." "She was blessed here." "The poor little thing had Down's Syndrome." "Which makes it even more terrible, if that's possible." "It was the au pair who killed her." "A German girl." "She drowned her in the bath." "OK, the Three Bells doesn't take bookings, so they've no record of Eugenie or who she had lunch with." "Saturday is always very crowded." "Oh, and Major Wiley is at the Chiswick British Legion every Saturday night without fail." "So the Martin files turned up." "Yes, I'm just going through them and Sophie had..." "Down's Syndrome." "Yes." "I was told." "Drowned by the au pair." "Yeah." "Katja Wolff, who was released three weeks ago." "So Katja Wolff is released and the child's mother gets murdered three weeks later." "Good work, Havers." "Thank you, sir." "But there's something else." "So the enquiry into little Sophie Martin's murder was led by Webberley, then a DCI." "And Leach, then as now, a sergeant." "And neither of them mentioned it." "Webberley must know Wolff's out." "But he didn't mention her, either, not even after Leach rushed around to tell him about Eugenie's murder." "And then I was put on the case." "With me." "Which I don't think was an accident." "Meaning?" "Are we off the record here, sir?" "Damn near off the force, Havers." "Just say it." "I don't think that Webberley wants us to solve Eugenie Martin's murder at all." "I think he wants the right result." "Are you saying...?" "Are you saying we were put on this case because we won't rock the boat if we find something that Webberley and Leach want covered up?" "Why else?" "It's not as if I'm policewoman of the year, is it?" "We bring in the right result, and I get my stripes back." "They can keep the bloody rank." "I don't want it like that." "So what IS the right result?" "I don't know." "But Webberley wants a cover-up and he's relying on your loyalty to him to get it." "No, I think he's relying on my loyalty to YOU." "To me?" "Why the hell do you think I've resigned?" "You got me demoted!" "You betrayed me." "Use your head, Havers." "No, you lost me my rank." "Shut up and listen!" "You were not meant to know this." "Webberley wanted you sacked." "I had to persuade him to let you stay." "Which is why I was not going to let you throw it away." "Lynley. .." "Right away, sir." "Tommy!" "Havers." "Sit down." "Progress so far?" "We were on our way to visit Katja Wolff, sir." "Were you?" "Were you, indeed?" "I didn't realise you and Brian were on the enquiry into the Sophie Martin murder." "I didn't tell you because I didn't want to prejudice your own enquiry." "But, now you do know," "Katja Wolff, in my book, is number one in the frame." "She should never have been released." "If you can murder a disabled child, what can't you do?" "That bitch was evil through and through." "Sir, can I talk to you alone, please?" "All right." "Sergeant Leach..." "Brian Leach is one of the finest detectives I have ever served with." "He removed evidence from the victim's home, sir." "He denies that." "Yes, sir." "He does." "Brian was the first officer on the scene that night." "He found the kid's body." "That enquiry changed all of us, forever." "If we hadn't put that woman away, she'd have been another Hindley." "We all knew that." "It was Eugenie's testimony as the mother that really swung the jury." "Wolff's done 20 years inside." "Don't tell me she hasn't spent all that time planning to pay back the woman who put her there." "You go and get her for me, Tommy." "Would that be the right result, sir?" "Just get her!" "Well?" "Did he tell you what was in the package?" "What package?" "Leach was first on the scene the night Sophie Martin was murdered." "Who else was in the house that night?" "Er..." "Richard and Eugenie, Gideon's parents," "Gideon and Raphael, who was then Gideon's violin teacher." "And a lodger called Jimmy Pike." "Find where he is now." "What about the Pitchley alibi?" "Checks out." "But he left the Bentley Hotel at 8.30pm." "There was an accident on Marylebone Road which delayed northbound traffic that night." "That's an hour's journey at least." "But he still could've killed her when he got back." "It's possible..." "Sir." "Yes, Mason?" "I got them, sir." "Eugenie Martin's mobile phone records." "I've cross-referenced them for you, sir." "She made nine calls in the last month, all very short, to Gideon Martin." "Did she really?" "Mason, you'll go far." "Thank you, sir." "Wow!" "They were in touch." "I wonder what she wanted?" "I haven't seen my mother since I was eight." "What about her calls?" "Your mother made a number of calls, very short ones, to you in the last few weeks of her life." "Did you tell your father?" "No." "Why not?" "Because we don't talk about her." "I don't know how she got my number." "The press, maybe." "I couldn't speak to her." "I didn't want to speak to her." "What did she want?" "To see me." "After all these years, my mother wanted to see me." "She said that?" "She said, "There must be forgiveness." Each time she called." ""There must be forgiveness."" "Well, I don't forgive her." "She left us." "My father and Raphael brought me up." "I didn't want to speak to her." "I realised when I was much older that my parents' marriage couldn't cope with the death of my sister, but that doesn't excuse her deserting me!" "Forgiveness?" "Why should there be forgiveness?" "Do you know any of your mother's friends?" "I don't know where she lived, what she did." "Nothing." "Have you had contact from Katja Wolff?" "Had a letter." "He means the standard one from the Home Office." "They send it out to victims' families, to say she's being released." "And what about Jimmy Pike?" "There's a name from the past." "What happened to him?" "Scouse Jimmy." "Scouse?" "And then some." "When he first moved in we virtually needed an interpreter." "I think I improved him." "Really?" "In what way?" "Well, Jimmy was ambitious." "I taught him how to hold a knife and fork and say lavatory rather than toilet." "That sort of thing." "I think he emigrated." "I can't remember anything about that night." "I can't remember my mother or my sister." "The strange thing is, I can only remember Katja being nice." "Katja Wolff?" "Cops!" "I'm DI Lynley." "This is DC Havers." "I'm under licence from a life sentence." "I'm going to run away, aren't I?" ".." "It's closing time." "Just a routine check, Katja." "Yeah, sure(!" ") That's why they sent a detective inspector." "Were you working here on Tuesday?" "Like every day." "We come to this dump at eight and go home at six." "It's what they call freedom." "And the evening?" "At home." "Home is with her." "We did not go out." "How long have you known each other?" "Eight years." "She's the only person I know whose life has been more destroyed than my own." "But I stopped protesting my innocence long time ago." "What do you want?" "Katja, how do you get about?" "You know, from home to here, here to home?" "I walk." "The air in Peckham is like wine." "And does your friend have a car?" "No." "You think I've been nicking cars?" "!" "I can't drive." "Sophie's mother, Eugenie Martin, was murdered." "Someone ran her down, backed over her and then did it again just to make certain." "Marcie?" "Tell them where I was on Tuesday night." "Can't you people leave her alone?" "She's done her time." "Just tell them." "Home." "With me." "Can anyone else confirm that?" "No, of course not!" "We're lying(!" ")" "We did it together." "Did what?" "Tell them who else was at the house." "My son." "All night." "Thank you for your trouble." "We won't detain you further." "Well?" "Well, I didn't like her much but I found her convincing." "Convincing of what, exactly?" "Well, OK." "She had motive, she had opportunity, how do we know she can't drive?" "But... it's only a gut feeling but I don't think she killed Eugenie." "..All right." "Who else do we have?" "Gideon, he also has a motive." "Hated his mother, she'd started to contact him again." "All that carry-on at the Wigmore Hall..." "Yeah, if he could've got out of the dressing room." "Which he couldn't." "Raphael?" "Richard?" "Well, maybe THEY killed Eugenie to stop her contacting her son." "With all due respect to your gut feeling, Katja Wolff is the lead suspect." "The only problem is, I don't believe she did it either." "Hello?" "Er... yes, all right." "Give me a chance to get home first." "Yeah. 8.30." "I'll be there, sir." "Oi!" "Oi!" "Oh, hello, darling." "Sorry, just the person I want to see." "Oh, that's nice to know. .." "Tell me, why would a professional violinist who's been performing all his life suddenly go blank on stage in the middle of a concert?" "I read about that." "Gideon Martin." "Why are you asking?" "He's involved in the case I'm working on." "Stage fright can happen after years but I'd ask what he's running from." "Sounds like negative association." "He might not be running away from playing the piece itself?" "He could be running away from some other experience that the concert represents to him." "Like?" "Anything traumatic - the place, a colour, a sound." "Maybe I'm over-analysing." "Maybe he just hadn't practised enough." "I hardly think that's likely." "I've, erm...got a bit of news." "Yes?" "I'm pregnant." "My goodness!" "Are you sure?" "Well, I waited till I was certain." "It's traditional to be pleased." "Well, sorry, it's just a shock." "Of course I'm pleased, darling." "I'm delighted." "Really?" "Of course I am." "Mother will be thrilled." "Well, as it's going to be my last for ages, I thought we'd have a drink to celebrate." "Great idea..." "I'm sorry, I've got to go out." "Tonight?" "Of all nights?" "You're off duty!" "I know." "I absolutely have to." "I'll only be gone a couple of hours." "Maximum." "We'll have it when I get back." "Why not?" "OK." "I'd better go." "Sooner out, sooner back." "Thanks for coming, Tommy." "I assume, er..." "No-one knows I'm here." "Cheers." "Cheers." "How was Katja Wolff?" "Alibi'd, sir." "All right, only by the woman she lives with, but she also said she can't drive." "She could have been lying." "She could have learnt in Germany." "I don't think she did it." "Of course she did it!" "Well, maybe." "The only one we haven't found is the lodger, Jimmy Pike." "Driving licence, usual stuff, haven't turned him up." "Raphael thinks he may have emigrated." "So what?" "I told you to get Eugenie's killer, not reopen an inquiry that resulted in a conviction a quarter of a century ago." "This..." "This all seems to matter rather a lot to you, doesn't it, sir?" "Meaning?" "Meaning there's something I'm not being told." "You and Brian Leach want to make sure I don't find out." "I could have you back on the beat for that." "What was in the package, sir?" "Now listen to me, Tommy." "And after this, neither of us is ever going to refer to it again." "There was nothing in any package relevant to your inquiries." "You will just have to trust me." "And outside of this pub, there is no package, full stop." "That bitch killed Eugenie." "Get her." "And leave the past where it belongs." "What's happening?" "Ambulance!" "Touch and go." "..This is something that might make you feel a little better." "Recognise him?" "James Pitchley." "Younger." "20 years younger." "Only in those days he was known as Jimmy Pike." "Jimmy Pike." "The missing lodger." "Well?" "I have to ask, Brian." "Where were you last night?" "I ought to take your face off for that!" "That's not an answer." "Sorry to disappoint you, but apart from the fact I would walk through fire for that man in there," "I've got 76 witnesses." "Lodge meeting." "What was in the package?" "I don't know." "You don't know." "I am sick of this!" "I am so sick of this!" "Shall I tell you what I don't know?" "Why you and Webberley forgot Sophie Martin had been murdered when it was one of your biggest ever inquiries!" "Or why you tore halfway across London to interrupt his wedding anniversary to tell him that her mother Eugenie had just been murdered." "Mostly, why you went through the victim's house and removed evidence!" "But I'll tell you what I DO know." "These murders are connected and whatever else I uncover, I'll find out why." "Come on, Havers." "Anything?" "Katja Wolff's initial statement said...she left Sophie in the bath momentarily because she smelled burning, and on her return, the child had drowned." "What about you?" "Eugenie's phone calls to Gideon." "How did she get the number?" "He's hardly in the book, is he?" "When was the first call?" "Last month, Saturday the 4th, 4.03pm." "That's the first Saturday." "She had her monthly lunch meetings on the first Saturday." "She arrives home with a number." "She's got it from whoever she had lunch with." "Richard?" "I doubt it." "Raphael." "That shrine she kept to Gideon in her flat." "Even though she left him, she still could have kept up with him..." "Through Raphael?" "Yeah." "And she persuades him to give her Gideon's number, so she can ask him for forgiveness." "Where the hell've you been?" "Helen, I'm sorry." "You didn't think to call?" "Well..." "Oh, forget it!" ".." "Well, you did." "No, no, I'm sorry, darling!" "I am so sorry!" "I am." "Who else smelled burning?" "What?" "Katja said she smelled burning, that's why she left Sophie." "But who else smelled burning?" "Gideon Martin, talking about his blankness at the Wigmore Hall." "That's right." "But no-one else did." "The manager said there was no fire." "Do you think Gideon imagined it?" "Sir." "Sir?" "Helen's pregnant." "Helen's pregnant and you leave in 25 days." "24. 24, even better(!" ")" "But that's wonderful!" "Isn't it?" "Yes, it is, of course it is." "Excuse me...excuse me, do you mind waiting?" "What the hell do you think you're doing?" "James Pitchley." "Otherwise known as Jimmy Pike." "You changed your name." "It's not a crime." "Obstructing the police is." "You told us you didn't know Eugenie Martin." "Now tell us the truth or I'll have no choice but to arrest you." "..I didn't see her that night... until I found her dead." "But yes, yes, I knew Eugenie." "I was their lodger up to when Sophie was murdered and I changed my name, so I lied to you." "Why?" "Why?" "Well, look at me, look at this." "I'm a multi-millionaire." "Self-made - property - and grew up in one room in what the media now calls Toxteth." "There were no jobs in Liverpool then, no future, so I came to London with 10 quid in my pocket, where I saw that estate agents made a lot of money." "All I needed was a smart suit, a smart accent." "I saved up for the suit." "Why was Eugenie visiting you that night?" "I hadn't seen or heard from her for 20 years." "Then, out of the blue, she phoned." "Wanted to talk about when her daughter was murdered." "What about it?" "She was still terribly damaged by it, as she would be." "She'd got very religious." "She kept saying that there had to be forgiving, and I felt very sorry for her." "Why ask her round at 9.30 in the evening?" "I didn't want to miss my earlier appointment." "What were the Martins like together?" "If their children had been normal, they'd have probably been happy." "As it was...one super-talented, one disabled." "They just didn't know what had hit them." "They were working two, three jobs each to pay for it." "And when they weren't working, they just quarrelled." "Violently?" "No, no." "They were just tired out." "I had no idea why Katja did it." "She seemed to love Sophie." "Did you fancy Katja?" "Yes, I did." "But I was skint." "Richard, though..." "What about him?" "Richard was more her type, if you see what I mean." "You mean they were having an affair?" "She didn't say anything to ME." "Neither did he, of course." "But...oh, yes." "Yes, I think they were." "I'm afraid he's doing his..." "Yoga?" "Yes, I know." "That's all right." "We're here to see you." "How's the food at the Three Bells?" "We know you lunched with Eugenie on the first Saturday of the month." "Don't tell him." "She was always kind." "It did no harm." "What's the matter with you?" "When I find people are lying in a murder inquiry, I become suspicious." "What did you talk about the last time?" "What we always talked about." "She wanted to know all about him." "What he'd been doing, his success, friends." "She was still his mother." "Did she tell you she'd been in contact with Gideon?" "Yes, but she knew he wouldn't speak to her." "Are you sure?" "It would give you a very good motive for killing her - to protect your prodigy from the mother who walked out." "Gideon understands why she left." "Eugenie never recovered from Sophie's death." "Do you own a vintage car?" "A vintage car?" "!" "What on earth do you imagine they pay me?" "!" "It's not my style, I'm afraid." "Richard used to have an old black thing." "Don't know if he still does." "Why didn't you tell me Richard and Katja were having an affair?" "I thought everyone knew." "Sir." "Webberley died this morning." "Will you still conceal the truth about the Sophie Martin inquiry?" "Nothing has been concealed." "Does your loyalty to Webberley extend to protecting his killer?" "The package, Brian." "I've got to see the package." "I can't, Tommy, I can't!" "Not now!" "Brian Eric Leach, I'm arresting you on suspicion of concealing evidence..." "Oh, for heaven's sake!" "Come on." "Webberley's love letters." "He had an affair with Eugenie." "Totally against regulations, of course." "It would have ended his career if it had been discovered." "She'd been trying to see him." "It started just after Katja Wolff's release." "He refused to talk to her." "He thought she was trying to start things up again." "Because she said there had to be forgiveness?" "How did you know that?" "But she DIDN'T want to start up again, did she?" "She was trying to ASK him something, or tell him something else." "Something about forgiveness." "What was it that had to be forgiven, Brian?" "I don't know." "God help me, I don't!" "I believe you." "But I also believe that you two keeping their affair secret led to both their deaths." "Don't be ridiculous!" "All I know is he's not even in his grave and you're ruining his reputation!" "The finest officer I ever worked with." "What are you doing?" "You don't have to be part of this." "Damn right!" "I don't need a criminal prosecution for concealing evidence." "Don't you think I'm in enough trouble already?" "..I'm sorry, I agree with Brian." "I don't see that their affair is relevant." "We said we would follow this wherever it led." "You've only got 24 days left - it's utterly unfair of me to involve you in concealing evidence." "So you weren't here." "I WAS here." "I AM here." "What I'm trying to say is, if you're really leaving..." "I'm going to miss you." "Look." "If Eugenie and Webberley's affair becomes relevant to our inquiry, you produce the letters." "Agreed?" "So around the time that Katja Wolff was released," "Eugenie starts making contact with people who were in the house the night her daughter was murdered." "Telling them there had to be forgiveness." "What was it that had to be forgiven?" "Richard and Katja's affair?" "Why should she forgive that?" "If they were both having affairs" " Richard and the au pair, she and Webberley, maybe she felt she'd betrayed her marriage and..." "MOBILE RINGS" "Excuse me. .." "Havers." "Thank you." "DVLA." "Richard Martin is still the registered owner of a 1959 black Humber Hawk." "Is he, indeed?" "I don't think now's a very good time." "We'll just have to take that in our stride." "For God's sake, just look at it!" "I can't!" "I'll hear it!" "Let go of him." "How dare you come bursting in here?" "!" "I said let go of him." "What do you want NOW?" "!" "More information you should have found out long ago?" "Take Gideon outside. .." "Get some air." "I want a word with your father." "I'd do anything to make it right, Gideon." "You've destroyed me." "I saw to it that no-one got the chance to destroy you." "Well, what do you want with me now?" "Detective Superintendent Webberley, the man who brought the murderer of your child to justice, has been killed in exactly the same way as your ex-wife, almost certainly with the same car." "Oh, my God!" "Mr Martin, did you have an affair with Katja Wolff?" "I..." "Oh, for God's sake, that was years ago!" "Did your wife know?" "What has that got to do with anything now?" "Look, Katja was young, she was pretty." "Eugenie was tired all the time." "I had two jobs, she had three." "We had to pay for all the care for Sophie, all the tuition for Gideon." "Katja killed my daughter!" "And whatever you may think, both my children were precious to me." "On the night that Katja killed your daughter, did you smell burning?" "Wh-What do you mean?" "Burning." "Burning?" "No, not that I can recall. .." "Why, what's that to do with anything?" "How did you know what was happening?" "Did you hear a struggle?" "Noises?" "I didn't hear anything." "Why not?" "There was music playing!" "There was ALWAYS music playing in our house." "Thank you, Mr Martin." "That's all." "Oh, one more thing, Mr Martin." "Our records show you owned a 1950s Humber Hawk car?" "Good God, that old thing?" "You do?" "I used to." "I got rid of it years ago." "What colour was it?" "It was black." "Who did you sell it to?" "I've no idea." "After Sophie was killed and Eugenie went off," "Gideon and I went to America so he could study." "Everything in the house was sold." "I wanted a clean break with the past." "So you have no record at all of where that car might be now?" "Well, of course I don't." "Why are you asking me this?" "Is this the best you can come up with?" "Darling, are you all right?" "I think so." "Thought for a minute I was going to be sick." "Poor thing." "Oh, I don't know." "It's quite exciting, really - proves it's happening." "Wonder if you'll be saying that in six months." "Hope it doesn't last that long." "Look..." "Look, I'm sorry I've..." "I've been so..." "Busy?" "Yes." "That is all it is?" "What do you mean?" "I mean... do you really want this baby?" "Of course I do." "Of c..." "MOBILE RINGS" "It's Havers." "You've only just walked in!" "If you were having an affair with her that would be one thing, but..." "MOBILE CONTINUES TO RING I don't see you, Tommy." "It's work." "Well, go on, then." "Go on." "Sorry to interrupt your evening, sir, but our leading suspect's just become the latest victim." "Get that dog out of here!" "Whose dog's that?" "We have a witness." "The cyclist, passed him walking, heard the bang, turned around to see it reverse over him then accelerate forward." "He didn't get a number." "Damn and blast!" "He was shocked." "He said it's black, old-fashioned." "We can show him some photos and ID it when he's feeling better." "Make it now." "He can feel better later." "Did he see the driver?" "No." "Richard was walking his dog?" "Came here twice a day." "Which anyone who knew him would know." "And he'd just had a major argument with his son, who said in our hearing, "You destroyed me."" "Wigmore Hall." "There was no way out of that dressing room, sir." "Look, this really is rather a nuisance." "So are three murders." "So Gideon was in here while you and everyone else were outside." "Yes." "As I told you last time." "How long was he in here?" "Till about ten." "He'd've stayed if Richard hadn't threatened to break the door down." "He was a nightmare, to be honest." "Didn't stop shouting the whole time." "What did he shout?" "You know, trying to make Gideon open the door." "And of course shouting for Raphael." "Who'd gone to get Gideon a brandy." "Though I don't know where he went." "Why?" "It took him ages." "I don't know how much more Gideon can take." "It's you we want to talk to." "Where were you at 6pm?" "Me?" "I went out to the supermarket." "Probably got the receipt." "I was fixing a drink." "Drinks can wait." "When the Martins split up and Richard and Gideon went to America, you were left in charge of selling the house and so on?" "I think so." "What did you do with the car?" "The car?" "The 1959 Humber Hawk." "It's so long ago, I..." "I'd have sold it." "Yes, I did." "I sold it." "Got a receipt for that too?" "Don't be ridiculous!" "At the Wigmore Hall, where did you go for Gideon's brandy?" "The bar, of course." "They must've been busy." "The manager said you were gone a long time." "It was chaos backstage that night." "No-one would know who was there and who wasn't." "I don't believe you." "I think you had plenty of time to drive up to Belsize Park, kill Eugenie and then get back to the Wigmore Hall." "You're mad." "You knew she'd be there at 9.30 because she'd told you." "What?" "You absolute...!" "You'd been seeing her?" "!" "..I'm sorry, Gid, I'm sorry." "How long had you been doing this?" "Always." "She wanted to know everything about you." "She...still loved you." "What did Eugenie want to be forgiven?" "Everything." "Everything and anything." "She wasn't the same after Sophie died." "She persuaded you to give her Gideon's number, didn't she?" "Then she called him after all those years." "Unsettled him, distracted him to the point that when he went on stage at the Wigmore Hall, he couldn't play." "She knew something, didn't she, about the night Sophie died?" "Something you didn't want her to tell Gideon." "Because Gideon's your life's work, isn't he, Raphael?" "And you'd do anything to protect him, even murder." "Raphael loves me!" "Why would he kill my mother?" "He's always looked after me. .." "Tell them it's not true!" "It's OK, Gid." "It's all right, it's...all over." "I killed Eugenie." "I killed all of them." "But Gideon had nothing to do with it." "And they had to die to keep it that way?" "She was going to the police." "She was going to tell Webberley the truth." "She was going to get Jimmy Pike to back her up." "She was even going to tell Gideon." "Tell me what?" "Tell you the one thing that, even after all these years, she couldn't forgive." "That Katja Wolff was innocent." "That the wrong person went to prison for killing her child." "I'm sorry." "I killed your sister." "When Richard asked me to sell it, I just hung on to it." "You killed Webberley because he was about to find out that Katja Wolff was innocent." "What about Richard?" "After Wigmore Hall, Richard thought the only way to get Gideon to play again was to tell him the truth." "Tell me something." "When you killed Sophie... how did you do it without Richard and Eugenie knowing?" "The music." "The music was so loud." "Eugenie Martin knew you had murdered her child and yet she met you for pub lunches?" "She believed I should be forgiven." "But she couldn't forgive me." "She couldn't bear it." "It was the real reason she left home." "It wasn't just Richard and Eugenie." "We all covered it up." "The Martins felt indebted to me." "What's more, they wanted to protect Gideon from knowing what I'd done." "They felt that if he knew, he wouldn't want to play any more." "I'd nurtured that fantastic ability, taught him everything, until he could go, aged eight years old, to one of the greatest schools of music in the world." "Tell me what you remember about the night that Raphael killed Sophie." "I told you - nothing." "The man kills your sister and you remember nothing?" "I told you." "I can't remember anything about that night." "It's blank." "Blank?" "You suffer from blankness, don't you?" "Not HALF forgetfulness like the rest of us." "You go completely blank." "Like the other night at the Wigmore Hall, when Raphael killed your mother... and you blanked that piece of music." "It all goes back to that piece of music, doesn't it?" "Does it?" "I think you know it does." "The music...and what happened on the night that Sophie was killed." "Why did Katja Wolff say that she'd killed Sophie?" "Richard organised it." "There was so little time." "Sophie was dead, the police were on their way." "He told Katja that if she pleaded guilty to negligence, she would only get three years, and he'd give her £25,000 when she came out." "Because she and Richard were lovers, she believed him." "But they found bruises on the child." "Yes." "She...struggled." "But I held her under the water until she stopped." "And then?" "She was dead." "There was nothing." "Just...silence." "Silence?" "PIANO MUSIC What are you doing?" "There had to be music, didn't there?" "That night." "Turn that off!" "Turn it off now!" "Songs My Mother Taught Me." "You lied to us, Gideon." "You and Raphael." "You haven't told us the real reason." "Stop it!" "Tell me the truth." "Tell me the real reason all those people had to die." "Stop it!" "Stop it!" "Your mother kept saying, "There must be forgiveness."" "But there are two sides to forgiveness. "As we forgive those who trespass against us."" "She didn't mean she had to forgive Raphael." "She meant she'd spent all these years trying to forgive the trespass against her." "Stop it!" "Stop it!" "Stop it!" "Make it stop!" "Only you can make it stop, Gideon." "The music, the smell of burning..." "Oh, Raphael killed Eugenie and Richard and Webberley... but he didn't do it to protect himself, did he?" "He did it, as always, to protect you." "He was protecting you from the memory... that YOU killed your little sister." "But I did." "I killed her." "No." "What does it matter?" "No, Raphael." "You didn't." "Talent like that comes once in a century." "It had to be protected." "It didn't have to be the Dvorak." "The music could have been anything." "That just happened to be the record I pulled off the shelf." "Songs My Mother Taught Me." "So I put it on, loudly." "Then I set fire to the waste paper bin in my bedroom." "So that Katja would smell the smoke in the bathroom." "Where she was bathing Sophie." "And I got the paper alight." "Then I went out and hid on the stairs." "After a minute Katja smelled it, burning." "Then she ran out of the bathroom, past me." "And you went in." "And I locked the door." "I had to go to the Juilliard School of Music." "I was born to." "But my parents couldn't afford it." "They'd told me." "Not with the cost of Sophie's care as well." "When you look at it sensibly, there's nothing to forgive." "Is there?" "No, wait." "Subtitles by Emma Biggins AlisonRae" "BBC Broadcast2004"