"In the criminal justice system the people are represented by two separate, yet equally important groups:" "the police, who investigate crime, and the Crown prosecutors prosecute the offenders." "These are their stories." "Still no sign of target." "Hold your positions." "The exchange is due to happen any minute." "RADIO:" "All exits are covered." "Yeah, that's understood." "Let's do another walk by." "RADIO:" "Target has entered the park." "So, what's happening?" "There he is." "Target is here." "Repeat, target is here." "All units, stand by." "Tell them to take it easy." "Just hold on." "RADIO:" "Standing by." "Have you got it?" "You got your side?" "Yeah." "Show us." "Give it." "Show us the product." "What do you think this is?" "I think we've got a weapon here, Ron." "Shit." "What, a gun?" "Give us the money." "I don't want to take it from you." "Target appears to be armed." "Repeat, target appears to be armed." "Go ahead." "I don't mean to rob you." "Oh, no, no..." "This is not good." "Oh, shit!" "Target red!" "Target red!" "All units, go!" "Let's go!" "Go!" "Go!" "Oi!" "Dave Simmons, I'm arresting you on suspicion of possession with intent to supply a Class A drug." "You do not have to say anything, but it may harm your defence if you do not mention when questioned something you later rely on in court." "Anything you do say may be given as evidence." "Did he have it?" "Did he have the heroin?" "I think it was in the rucksack." "It's in the river now." "Call the divers." "Maybe they'll find something." "(SIREN SOUNDS)" "Dave, when I said find something, I didn't mean..." "I bet you win lots of prizes on the claw game at the fairground." "You're meant to be looking for a rucksack." "Ron!" "Looks like someone was trying to bury more than just a car." "Simmons squealed as soon as we found a rucksack full of heroin." "He admitted to possession, supply, threatening an officer, everything." "Good." "Absolutely, which must mean we can say goodbye to the drug squad." "Aww..." "Wouldn't that just make your day, Ron?" "Yes, it would, Wes." "Look, sitting around in cars for hours on end every day is a waste of our talents." "Yeah, not to mention what it's doing to his back." "Well, I've had a word with Callaghan." "Drugs work is done." "Your secondment is over." "Result." "Yeah, but you've got the loose end of the body in the boot." "A suspected murder, which makes it ours, so wrap it up as quickly as you can, will you fellas?" "From the skeleton size and joint wear, I'd say...male between late teens and 30." "Do we have any idea of the ethnic background?" "It's impossible to say for sure, but bone density suggests he's probably not Caucasian." "So, we are looking for a missing person, description:" "bloke, average height, 20-something, probably non-white." "He broke his collarbone at least ten years before he died." "Do you think the head wound was the cause of death?" "It's difficult to say." "Could he have hit something in the boot of the car?" "I'd be surprised." "He would have been pretty wedged in there." "I think whatever caused the skull fracture happened before he was dumped." "Hmm..." "Right, Eleanor, how long do you think he'd been down there?" "Body has near-complete decomposition..." "Anything between 25 and 30 years." "The last registered keeper of the Dolomite was a Rebecca Connor in '84." "After that, no more records." "We're trying to track her down now." "And we're also looking for missing persons around that time, '82-'88." "It's going to take a while." "I didn't say, "Take a while." I said, "As quickly as you can." "Give the grunt work to somebody else and help me out here." "Clear this off your desk." "The Dolomite was mine?" "I loved that car." "Worked two jobs so I could afford to run the thing." "And what did you do with it?" "I sold it to a mate." "There's no paperwork at the DVLA." "Mmm." "It was for a ton in cash, sweetie." "I needed the money and Nikki offered to take the car off my hands." "Does Nikki have a surname?" "Carroll." "Nikki Carroll." "What about an address for Nikki?" "Do you know where she lives?" "Er..." "Well..." "Well, the East End, West End, was it?" "We weren't in London, sweetheart." "We were in Manchester." "That's where I had the car." "There are no missing person reports matching our timelines on any of the Northwest Police records." "None at all." "How can that be?" "Well, up until 1988, everything in Manchester was either hard copy or paper, so if you wanted a file, you literally had to go and get it yourself." "Yeah, hello, love." "I'm looking for an address, please." "So they didn't update anything to computers?" "They started but they ran out of money." "Yeah, Nikki Carroll." "It's Nikki Carroll." "Yeah." "No, I'm literally just waiting for an address." "Oh, brilliant." "OK." "That is great." "Thanks ever so much." "Cheers." "Right, OK." "Nikki Carroll is on the Crimint database, but not in Manchester." "Known charges are breach of the peace, common assault with conditional discharge, all in London, all outside police stations." "So, it seems she was a bit of an old-fashioned activist." "I don't care who you've come to see." "No-one talks to anyone without a lawyer." "I've just got these kids to trust me and start opening up and I'm not going to have that destroyed by you lot throwing your weight around." "Are we clear?" "Yes, that's clear." "However, we're not here to see them." "Are you Nikki Carroll?" "Why do you want to know?" "Did you own a brown Triumph Dolomite back in the '80s?" "Bought for cash from Rebecca Connor?" "You found it?" "We're trying to track it down to the last owner, and at the moment, the trail goes cold with you." "Oh..." "Oh, my God." "After all this time." "Have you found him?" "OK, who is it you think we've found?" "You've found my brother, haven't you?" "He had a broken collarbone." "He went over the handlebars of his Raleigh Chopper, like every other boy that age." "I lent him the car." "What was your brother's name?" "Taylor." "Taylor Kane." "He kept Dad's surname." "Idolised him." "Any idea why he came to London?" "Something to do with his job." "Right." "What did he work as?" "Taylor Kane was a police officer." "You're Maggie Kane's daughter, aren't you?" "Yeah, well, I remember your mum doing all the campaigning to find your brother." "Mid-'80s?" "It was summer." "'85." "We still don't know exactly when." "He didn't tell us much about what he was up to." "We started out wandering the streets with an old photograph, trying to find him." "Slowly, we got people to support us, but the death of hope ate away at her like cancer" "and she died heartbroken a couple of years ago." "Is the campaign still going on?" "We set up a trust, got charitable status, but after years of nothing, the support just drifted away." "Everyone just gave up on him, except me and my mum." "Well, Nikki, we believe your brother was murdered and that means we won't give up on him." "Not until we find out who did it." "The Kane Trust." "Yeah, that started and ended with just the two of them, mother and daughter, but at its peak, they were getting press coverage, they were lobbying parliament, they were fighting for the rights of ethnic minority officers." "They were a force for good, although the establishment didn't think so of course." "1985 though, Wes." "Things were different back then." "One reason the Kane family was so angry though was the police lying." "It was always the same: "There's nothing more we can do."" "Now Nikki's the last one left." "Eh?" "No kids, no other siblings, Mum died two years ago." "Yeah, I met her once." "Formidable woman." "You could see the strain in her eyes already though." "We owe them a conviction." "That's not going to right the wrongs of that time though, is it?" "No, but it'll be a start." "What do you want us to do?" "Go back to the beginning, start again?" "Yeah, and this time, let's do it properly." "So, he completed his training in Manchester, '82." "Yeah, and it looks like he was seconded to London in '84, but it doesn't say why." "He had a handler in London." "Eh?" "Yeah." "Ronnie, I think this guy was UC." "Well, not many black undercovers in those days." "In fact, not many black officers, full stop, so..." "That would explain a lot, him being UC." "I mean, being out of contact with his family, everyone else, even his chief oppo." "Yeah, yeah." "Well, being under the radar was part of the job, so no wonder Maggie Kane couldn't get any support from the force." "Hold on a minute." "There's an end of service form here, signed and dated July '87." "Really?" "Well, how have they done that without a body, then?" "I dunno, but it's signed off the chief op, London, Alexander Greene." "Alex Greene, yeah." "And for the Northwest Police, Maurice Bennett." "I know Maurice Bennett." "He took me through my detective exam." "Great copper." "Great teacher." "In fact, his reward was getting Manchester." "Mo Bennett?" "What was the name of the handler?" "Er..." "Peter Langham." "I lost touch with Taylor, simple as that." "You didn't follow it up?" "This was before mobile phones, son." "He was UC." "I couldn't just knock on his door." "I did explain all this at the time, even to his family." "When was the last time you saw Taylor?" "It was the night after it all kicked off in Brixton." "The riots?" "And where was the meeting, Pete?" "A coppers' pub down in Lambeth, The Singing Sparrow." "Do you know it?" "Yeah." "I didn't want to meet him inside, careless talk and all that." "We met down the road." "And what did he say?" "That he was scared." "And who could blame him?" "We thought we'd lost control of the streets that night." "Anyone who can corroborate that meeting?" "No." "You'll just have take my word for it." "Who was you drinking with, Pete?" "God, it was a long time ago." "Yeah, but if I went back through the archive, maybe found your blue diary, that might jog your memory." "What do you think?" "If it was anyone, it would have been Darren Grady." "We trained together." "What was that about Langham's diary?" "I saw the blood drain from his face." "Oh, yeah, the old A4 blue diary." "Before your time." "We all had to have them, write everything down." "If we left a detail out, it could ruin us." "Just the mention of them diaries can still put the fear of God into coppers of a certain age." "We jumped out of that van straight into a war zone." "My partner that night had a petrol bomb chucked at him." "He burned right in front of me." "I don't remember his name ever hitting the headlines." "Well, there were a lot of victims involved in all that mess, that's for sure, but we're concentrating on the disappearance of a young police officer." "Give us five minutes, would you?" "OK." "You recognise him, DS Grady?" "No." "You didn't see him that night with your mate, Peter Langham?" "How would I know?" "It was over 20 years ago." "And it was dark." "So, what, we all look alike in the darkness, do we?" "All I remember is I got very drunk and I drove home." "You drove drunk?" "Yeah." "Well, I was young, and stupid." "You'll know all about that." "I remember the young bit." "Thank you, Darren." "We've heard enough." "Oh, a friendly word of advice, fellas..." "A lot of serving officers from that time are still in the force, and a lot of them are in very powerful positions." "We don't care." "We're doing everything we can to find out who killed your brother." "Forgive me if I don't gush with thanks." "I understand we haven't exactly covered ourselves in glory." "I'm starting the campaign again." "I've been in touch with a few of the old members, people who've also lost relatives in the system with no explanation." "I don't know how helpful that would be, Nikki." "We need to keep a low profile until we have enough evidence." "Why?" "Because it would be embarrassing if, after all this time, my mum was right?" "Nikki, please." "I was a copper on the streets at the same time as your brother." "I know how much this means to you." "You have no idea." "We'll be on Facebook, Twitter, in the papers..." "Anywhere you can find us, we'll be hammering at your door until we get answers." "You have to believe me, this is now our priority case." "Yeah, because I'm threatening to go to the press." "No, because it's the right thing to do." "I wish I could believe you." "You didn't have to come down from Manchester for this." "We could have done it over the phone." "No problem, Ronnie." "Yeah." "Any excuse to say hello." "Good to see you." "He used to be one of my best students, you know?" "Mr Bennett, if you don't mind, why didn't anyone investigate Taylor Kane's disappearance?" "Well, there was nothing to investigate." "No body, and after an extensive search of known haunts, it didn't look like we'd find one." "And that didn't worry you, I mean that he'd completely disappeared?" "In Manchester, we all thought he'd stayed in London and they thought he'd gone native." "Oh, it happens sometimes, especially with younger officers." "And different departments hardly ever spoke to each other in those days." "We weren't exactly joined up." "I know." "The family campaigned for action for years afterwards, didn't they?" "Aye." "His poor mother." "She begged me to go on looking, but we quite genuinely didn't know where to start." "Maurice, you signed Taylor Kane's end of service record, yeah?" "We were drowning in paperwork, but it had already been countersigned by the chief of operations in London." "Yeah, Alex Greene." "That's right, yeah." "I mean, I assumed that all the necessary checks had already been done." "Have you spoken to Alex?" "No." "Private security consultant now." "I hear he's doing rather well." "We desperately needed young black officers." "There were places that most of our usual fellows couldn't go." "Or wouldn't." "Certain clubs, certain estates." "You remember?" "Of course, yeah." "We didn't have too many candidates to choose from in those days." "It's better now with the whole, you know, PC positive-discrimination thing." "(PHONE RINGS) What was Taylor Kane doing for us?" "Sorry, Ron." "No worries." "Hello?" "He was attempting to infiltrate a Jamaican network in Brixton." "We were terrified of more civil unrest at the time." "We wanted to find out who the ringleaders were." "And who decided to declare him dead?" "I don't remember who exactly." "In some committee or other." "We were still paying pension contributions at full salary." "You can't do that indefinitely, waste of resources." "Did the Kane family receive a death in service payout?" "We had no proof he died in service." "Is it any wonder they hated us, then?" "Isn't it a little late for all this?" "I'm glad he's been found at last, but...is this really helping anybody?" "Well, I'd have thought his sister for a start." "She deserves answers, doesn't she?" "That was Eleanor, back at the lab." "Right." "Thanks, Joe." "Thank you for the tea, Mr Greene." "I started off by trying various objects that could kill with a single blow, a piece of scaffold, crowbar, that sort of thing..." "Nothing matched." "And then, one of my magicians in the lab found this." "A tiny sliver of wood buried in the bone." "It's been protected from the water damage." "It's teak." "That's nice work, so what do they make out of teak?" "Furniture?" "That's where we started." "So, what did you find?" "That we were looking at the wrong things." "My first truncheon was made of teak." "They all were back then." "Well, look, it wouldn't have been his own." "He wouldn't have been armed." "He wouldn't even have carried a warrant card." "So, what else?" "A colleague with a grudge?" "Did he sleep around?" "No." "He wouldn't have mixed with any other officers if he was undercover." "If it wasn't a fellow officer, where did the teak come from?" "We all know the elephant in the room here." "He was a black kid in Brixton in the '80s." "There were enough white coppers in those days who hit hard with a stick first and asked questions later." "That is a massive accusation." "All right, look, maybe..." "What about..." "Well, it happened." "..internal white on black crime?" "Then Internal Affairs should be dealing with this." "No, not yet." "Not yet." "I want to make sure of my facts before we go any further, so for now, it's just us." "Is that understood?" "Yeah, yeah." "The Ronster!" "Long time no see, old son." "What are you having?" "On the house." "All right, Tel?" "I'm all right, thanks." "I'm on duty." "Not that that ever stopped you." "I thought you'd retired." "I tried." "Or rather the brewery tried for me." "Chucked me out of the Sparrow a long time ago, but I found this place." "There you go." "Thank you." "What does your mate want?" "You're all right, mate." "Cheers." "Actually, we need to ask you some questions about the Sparrow." "Do you recognise either of them?" "Were they regulars?" "That is Darren Grady." "That is Peter Langham." "Yeah, I remember him." "Night of the riots, September 29th." "Ring any bells?" "There was a big fight." "Grady, he was in the thick of it." "You're sure?" "Oh, yeah." "I had to confiscate his car keys." "Did he get the keys back?" "The following day, yeah." "I don't know whose car he blagged to get home." "I saw him as he went flying past me." "What was it?" "I don't know." "It was brown." "Triumph Dolomite?" "Yeah." "Yeah!" "How'd you know that?" "I have a list here of all the London officers who put in a requisition for lost or damaged equipment from September to December, 1985." "Is this your name Mr Grady, ordering a truncheon on the 30th of September, the day after drinking at the Sparrow the last time anyone saw Taylor Kane?" "So what?" "A lot of people damaged equipment that night." "That's a fair point." "So I can go, yeah?" "Wasted enough of each other's time?" "However, you also stated that you drove home from the pub that night." "So, whose car were you driving, Darren?" "It was my mate's." "And he just gave you the keys, just like that, yeah?" "Wes Leyton's your DI, isn't he?" "See, that explains why you're all getting your knickers in a twist about some black kid from the '80s." "Trying to be Martin Luther King, is he?" "Change the world?" "Good luck with that." "For the tape, Detective Inspector Leyton has just entered the room." "And he's about to issue a grovelling apology to Detective Sergeant Grady." "No, Darren." "I'm about to arrest you for the murder of Taylor Kane." "DS Hawkins, read him his rights." "Darren Grady, I'm arresting you on suspicion of the murder of Taylor Kane." "You do not have to say anything, but it may harm your defence if you do not mention when questioned something you later rely on in court." "The evidence we have is mostly circumstantial." "We've got nothing to put the weapon in Grady's hand." "It sounds a bit of a stretch to get to charge." "Do you have anything else?" "Well, only ongoing lines of enquiry." "Sorry, Henry, I think you should look at the human interest side of this case." "Now, we have a young black police officer who was killed, and goes missing for over 20 years and the investigation into his death goes nowhere." "Yeah, but we can't be seen to favour a case just because it involves a police officer." "No more should we." "I agree with you, Kate, but this was a high-profile case at the time, which makes it even more shocking that nothing was done." "I can't authorise proceedings because you feel aggrieved." "I don't feel aggrieved." "The commissioner asked me to keep an eye on this." "It has the potential to be embarrassing for many people." "This is not the case to use to launch a crusade." "A crusade?" "This is one of our own." "I think you'll find, gentlemen, we're too late." "Nikki Carroll is already on that bandwagon." "She's decided to restart her mother's campaign via social media, and register Taylor Kane Trust as a going concern." "Of course she has." "Yes, of course she has, Henry, because she feels we let her down last time." "Now, I think this woman should know that she can trust us now." ""We let her down"?" "I think you need to be a little more impartial than that." "OK, leave this with us while you carry on with your enquiries." "What are they exactly?" "Well, you see in this paperwork that this line in particular is highlighted." "What about it?" "Well, WS, for instance, stands for witness statement." "In the ongoing investigation of a missing police officer there is a missing witness statement." "I think that needs looking into." "OK, but you call me if there's any progress." "Are we clear?" "We must learn new techniques and modern skills." "We must advance ourselves, or we'll be left behind like so much dust on the road." "Thank you." "(APPLAUSE)" "I'm sure there's nothing in there you haven't heard before." "Just the bit about being left behind, Alex." "What can I do for you?" "Jacob Thorne, CPS." "The original investigation into the disappearance of Taylor Kane." "Yes?" "Is the paperwork complete?" "What do you mean?" "Well, if we were to go back through the original files, would we be able to follow the paper trail?" "You know, the old-fashioned police work." "I've got no reason to believe that anything should have gone astray." "Well, we seem to think that there is a witness statement missing, you see?" "We have WS, witness statement, TK, Taylor Kane." "I'm assuming that the numbers are, I don't know, date or order number." "Basic police filing procedure." "Old-fashioned, but it worked." "We need to put the victim of this crime in a certain place at a certain time, and a missing witness statement may be just what we need." "Or not." "It might show he wasn't there at all, destroy your theory altogether." "There were hundreds of bits of paper." "It could have been anything." "Anyone else think our private consultant's developed a bit of a selective memory?" "Yeah." "How sure are you about this?" "100%." "The reference is on the general registry docket summary, but it's not in the file." "Someone has removed it." "Let's charge Darren Grady with the murder of Taylor Kane, see who looks scared." "Did you hear what I said about not making this a crusade?" "Loud and clear." "And calling me before doing anything?" "We have enough." "To charge Grady, a serving police officer with murder?" "We have forensic evidence, we have a witness..." "Who thinks he saw something 25 years ago." "When Ronnie has provided us with the smoking truncheon, we'll have everything we need to get us home." "And you're sure that will happen?" "100%." "My trust in you hangs by a very fine thread, Jake." "This case is already gathering a public profile." "I'd like to put the court on notice that we wish to make an application to dismiss." "As I see it, you have no case." "The basic premise of the prosecution is a joke." "No offence." "Thanks." "None taken." "Skeleton arguments to me by next week." "Response seven days thereafter." "Of course." "Are we ready?" "As much as we can be." "Mr Thorne?" "Yes?" "I'm Nikki Carroll, Taylor's sister." "Yes, of course." "There's nothing really to see today, just a lot of huffing and puffing from both sides." "The defence can argue that we don't have enough evidence." "Don't try and fob me off." "I know a bit about the legal process." "Do you have enough evidence?" "We will do by the time we go to trial." "But not yet?" "Miss Carroll, Jacob Thorne is the very best." "I promise you..." "Don't you dare give me a promise." "Don't you dare." "My mother died because she believed this day would never come." "Now you offer the possibility..." "Miss Carroll, you have to trust us." "How can I?" "You've no idea what it was like 20 years ago." "Let us fight your case for you now." "We have every hope that we can put Grady away for the death of your brother." "Don't offer me hope now if you can't see this through." "We can't let her down." "No." "We need that missing witness statement." "Putting the prosecution case at its highest, is there enough evidence for a jury, properly directed, to convict?" "This is a statement taken by Detective Brooks." "It is an eyewitness account of the pub landlord, Terry Wilson, who ran The Singing Sparrow at the time of the murder." "Alleged murder." "An eyewitness account from nearly 30 years ago, that's now your case?" "My learned friend's argument is more desperate than I thought." "And we have reason to believe that the original investigation into the disappearance of Taylor Kane is not entirely complete." "What do you mean, not complete?" "Well, the current police investigation suggests that a witness statement from the original 1985 enquiry is no longer present." "Mr Thorne, are you suggesting police involvement in this missing document?" "Possibly." "I would suggest that we do not dismiss this case until we've had a chance to reveal the full and true picture." "My Lord, please, what has this to do with my client?" "I believe there is enough evidence for examination by a jury." "A positive identification of the defendant driving Mr Kane's vehicle and the replacement baton." "The proper forum for my learned friends' argument is at trial." "Congratulations." "That was one of the most outrageous displays of manipulative argument I've seen." "Police corruption from years ago is a hot topic." "And unrelated to the defence of my client." "I'll be making that clear in my opening." "The justice thinks otherwise." "Because you played him." "Serve me a Section Eight." "What?" "!" "Once we're through the defence arguments, serve me a Section Eight demanding the missing witness statement." "Why?" "He wants me to demand a document that we both know you don't have." "Yeah, I know what a Section Eight application is." "I'm just asking what he thinks he's playing at." "Good question." "To find it, I need search warrants, lots of them, signed by a judge." "I can't do that without some momentum." "A demand from the defence council would give me that." "And why should I do that for you?" "Because if it leads to nothing, my prosecution falls apart and your client walks." "Or it puts him at the scene of the crime and I'm shooting myself in the foot." "I don't need this to win, but you do, so I ask again." "Aren't you just a little bit curious?" "(LAUGHS) And is that supposed to be a winning argument?" "It is though, isn't it?" "This could reveal a police cover-up or an almighty cockup." "I know how you work, Philip." "Not the least bit interested in finding out what that might be, who was responsible?" "Don't try and play me like you played Prentice, Jake." "I'm not that easy." "So let's play nice for once." "I need this, Philip." "I'll issue the Section Eight demanding that you hand over the witness statements, then we'll go to trial and I'll wipe the floor with you because I'll still have enough to destroy your case." "What's the view like?" "From that tightrope you're walking." "(KNOCK AT THE DOOR) Yeah?" "Sir, Commissioner Callaghan for you." "It's a bit late for a house call, isn't it, sir?" "Darren Grady..." "Yes?" "Has the search for your missing witness statement revealed anything?" "We're still looking." "I've spoken to Henry Sharpe." "We worry the evidence may not be enough for a conviction." "With all due respect, sir, I'd like to get this finished." "We worked a long time, Wes, officers like you and me, especially, to remove the stain of institutional racism from our lives." "This could take us back ten years." "We can't brush this aside this time." "You know the Kane Trust?" "They were fighting for exactly the same things we were." "I know all about the trust, Wes." "We were large benefactors in the early years." "That family deserve a conviction." "But at what cost?" "It feels very much like you've chosen a side here, Wes." "You need to be careful." "You could come out of this very badly." "If you win, our PR teams will bury this." "A misdemeanour from the past we'd all rather forget, different times, changing attitudes..." "If you lose, it will bring disrepute upon us all." "Someone will have to be held responsible for that." "I'm willing to take that risk." "It's your call." "I shouldn't be getting worried calls from Commissioner Callaghan, Wes." "I have my own boss to contend with." "But there's no news yet, so..." "That's what's worrying him." "This case depends on new evidence being found, and we're running out of time." "The Section Eight application will allow me to press Prentice for the search warrants we need." "Oh, God." "I don't know if my brother's killer will be brought to justice." "We have waited long enough for this day, but the police have ignored our calls before, so who knows, maybe they will again." "(ALL TALK AT ONCE)" "Nikki, please, don't do this." "It could bias the jury and the judge will dismiss the case." "Is that what you want?" "Don't let their deaths mean nothing." "I won't." "Look, we'll be making a statement shortly." "Was Maggie Kane right all along?" "Did the police bury this case in the '80s?" "If there was any police conspiracy from that time, rest assured we will get to the bottom of it." "Who said anything about a conspiracy?" "Is there a conspiracy?" "How far does this go?" "Any statement you can make?" "What the hell was that?" "I was trying to calm them down." "Well, it didn't work." "It's nothing they didn't suspect." "Or that you don't want them to pursue." "Oh, right, Henry, what exactly are you accusing me of?" "However worthy the Kane Trust is, you are not a paid-up member." "You are an officer of the law." "Get some distance on this before you bring us all down." "I issue these warrants in accordance with Section Eight of the Police and Criminal Evidence Act, 1984 to search the homes and workplaces of Maurice Bennett," "Darren Grady, Alexander Greene, Peter Langham..." "Hey, Maurice, can I get you a lift anywhere?" "No thanks, Ron." "A taxi will take me where I want to go." "About those warrants..." "We're going to have to search through your place." "You know that, don't you?" "Everything was filed, Ron." "Everything." "St Thomas's, please." "You bastards!" "I'm one of you, for God's sake!" "Not any more." "We have checked domestic addresses, business addresses club lockers, favourite hotels." "Every stone has been turned over." "We've forensicated everything and we still cannot find this missing statement." "Maybe it's not going to be as easy as finding it in someone's knicker drawer, but it exists." "Don't we?" "Well, it used to, but..." "Someone who worked the case back then, who worked with Grady, must know what was on it." "But if it is a cover-up, all they've got to do is stick to their story." "Let's be honest, they've had plenty of time to rehearse." "Or to feel guilty." "What do you mean?" "Well, 25 years is a long time to keep a secret that size, and something that big, sooner or later, will eat away at you, won't it?" "So, who's the weak link?" "You know, don't you?" "Well, I have my suspicions, yeah." "Well, would you care to share them before we start the trial?" "I need to make a phone call, pull in a favour." "Ronnie, don't make me go in there tomorrow with nothing." "I have to do this my own way." "There's a lot of old, respected men who have put in years of service, men I know." "You can't be sentimental here." "No." "I understand that, but some of these people are friends, and, well, they'll be destroyed if we're right." "If?" "If?" "A few days ago, it was 100%." "Jake, it still is, but you lot know better than I do there's a whole world of difference between knowing it and proving it." "Royal visit from the commissioner?" "Oh, great." "As if I wasn't feeling enough pressure!" "Mr Wilson, why did you leave The Singing Sparrow?" "The brewery wanted a younger man." "Oh?" "I have a dismissal notice here, which refers to "unacceptable intoxicated behaviour whilst behind the bar."" "Weren't you fired for being a drunk?" "No, I was not." "Then what could they possibly be referring to?" "Regulars were generous." "Ah." "And had the regulars been generous on the night in question?" "I don't remember." "Because it was so long ago or because you were inebriated?" "I'll take that as a "don't know"." "No further questions, My Lord." "You taught me everything about being in the force, not just about procedure and stuff, but about, you know, what it meant to carry a warrant card." "I remember you used to say people looked to us for leadership, for guidance." "I said that, did I?" "Yes, you did." "And that the people we serve look to us to make all the right choices." "You know what, Maurice, that was the greatest lesson I ever learnt." "I promise." "You were my best teacher, my favourite teacher." "A hero." "I'm not sure I'm that man any more, Ron." "Look..." "The CPS are going to ask you a question tomorrow." "If you want to wait till then, that's fine by me, I understand." "but I'm going to give you the chance to answer it to me first, right here, right now, as a friend." "Has anyone ever paid you to keep quiet about Taylor Kane?" "Oh, that's a hell of a question." "I'm sorry, but it's one I have to ask, because I've had to call a couple of favours in, Maurice, and one of them was from someone who works in Admin at St Thomas's Hospital." "Yeah, client payments, you know, that sort of thing." "That is confidential!" "I know how much you've been paying for private healthcare in the oncology department at St Thomas's." "I know." "Is it for your cancer?" "I don't have bloody cancer!" "Well, then, who's it for?" "Rose." "She's got lung cancer." "Oh, Maurice, I'm sorry." "I..." "After everything, the least I could do was try and ease her pain, and that bastard knew it." "What bastard?" "Alex Greene." "He knew I'd never compromise myself for personal gain, but I'd do anything for my wife, including taking his money." "Alex said it would all go away and I believed him." "Why didn't you tell us this before?" "I've been trying to all along!" "Half truth here and there, hoping you'd fill in the gaps." "I never wanted to keep this secret, Ron." "It was out of my hands." "Oh, don't give me all that, Maurice, please!" "Oh..." "Why didn't you tell us this in the start?" "You could have told Maggie Kane and her family this years ago, Maurice, saved them all the pain." "I know." "It was easier to take the money and keep quiet." "(SIGHS) I swear to you, Ron, it's all on file, the whole case." "There's a full duplicate of all the paperwork." "Paper files till 1988, Maurice." "Manchester, everything hand-written, eh?" "The old-fashioned way." "Of course." "Alex never knew about the copy in Manchester." "I'd forgotten it myself until all of this." "We thought it would be safe, hidden there forever, for as long as Taylor Kane stayed buried in that river." "You know what, Maurice?" "I really hoped I was wrong." "I really did." "I cannot believe that even you have a price, Maurice." "God help the rest of us." "What is it you've found?" "Everything we need." "The missing witness statement from Peter Langham." "Phew!" "Where did you get this?" "When Maurice Bennett ran Manchester in the '80s, his team kept hand-written copies of all files on officers seconded to other departments and other cities, which they dutifully did." "No-one questioned it, no-one asked about it and London didn't even know it was happening." "Peter Langham has agreed to testify against Grady." "On the night of the 29th of September, 1985," "I briefed Taylor Kane behind The Singing Sparrow." "No-one could see us." "He'd been involved in the riot the night before, and, to prove his loyalty to the gang that he'd infiltrated, he'd thrown bricks at the police, officers he knew." "He wanted out, and I said that we would do what we could." "And then I went back to the pub." "On my way, I passed Darren Grady outside the back door." "There had been a fight earlier and he said he was getting some air." "About ten minutes later, I went back outside to check up on him, but he'd moved down the alley and was shouting at someone lying on the floor." "I walked towards him and called out." "When he heard me, he lifted the body off the floor and dragged it round the corner." "Did you recognise the person on the floor?" "It was Taylor Kane." "Did you speak of this incident with Grady at all?" "The following day." "What did he say?" "Not to mention it." "Did you tell him you'd already made a statement with your chief of operations, Alex Greene?" "Yeah." "Then I got a call." "From?" "Alex Greene." "Saying what?" "That I was never to mention it again." "And did you?" "Just once." "Who to?" "Chief of operations, Manchester, Maurice Bennett." "And what did he say?" "He told me to do as I was told, and that no-one would ever find out."