Safe

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Chug, chug, chug, chug, chug...

Just leave it, leave it, leave it.

Chris? Chris?

Fuck! Fuck. Oh, my... Oh, my God.

Sia.

Guys. Guys, guys, listen up.

Guys, my parents are coming back. Please, get out quickly.

Out. I'm really sorry, guys.

Please, I'm sorry. Sorry, the party's over.

The party's over. Can you please go? Make your way out. Go!

Careful, careful, careful...

Okay. It's okay. Daddy's here.

We're gonna make it all right.

Oh, God. Oh, no.

I don't know how it happened. I don't. I really don't.

We have to call the police. Jojo, we have to call the police.

Were there drugs?

Did you sell any?

Did you sell any fucking drugs?

Yes.

No police.

The facts are these:

A party, drugs, someone winds up dead.

Sia? Sia!

Everything we have...

this house, our home, our reputation, is about to go down the toilet.

- You, prison. - Jojo.

You want me to sugarcoat it? There's a dead body in the garden.

She'll go down. Supplying, someone OD's, that's five years minimum.

Previous for possession, which'll come up, probably more.

The school will weigh in, the coke incident.

It'll all come out and they'll say she's responsible.

So, what are you saying? What do we do?

Jojo!

Well, if we call the cops, we're screwed. All of us.

Tarnished.

Dead kid? That shit sticks.

Who's gonna do business with us? Nobody'll be able to look us in the eye.

But he's dead!

And nothing's gonna make him not dead.

His parents, and my heart breaks for them, aren't getting their son back.

But maybe, maybe, we can give them hope.

Missing son, hope.

Maybe he's run away? Maybe he's out there somewhere?

Dead son, no hope, lives ruined.

No, we can't do that.

Can't we? Then you better call the police.

Come in, come in.

So, what can I get you? Tea, coffee, cheeky brandy?

- I'm fine. - Not a problem.

Sia!

Here she is, the chief exec.

Lauren, this is Tom. Dad of Jenny, one of Sia's friends.

We met at that school thing, fundraiser.

I don't think so. I wouldn't forget such a handsome man.

We've been away. Wedding anniversary,

back to where we got married. Reliving it, weren't you?

Did you want me?

No, I bellowed your name up the stairs for the good of my health.

Tom Delaney, Jenny's dad. Wondering if you'd seen her?

Jenny? No. Is everything okay?

She hasn't come home.

We also can't find her boyfriend. Older kid, Chris Chahal.

Well, talk to the man.

Where'd you go last night? Did you see either of them?

Jojo...

if he's here and Jenny's gone missing,

have you thought that...

He didn't overdose.

She'd already seen him dead.

Or she killed him? Where is she?

Pete, it's me. Where are you? Is Jenny with you?

I know you saw her. Call me. Call me as soon as you can.

Pete, open up!

Pete!

Sophie.

I need to see you.

Yeah, just a sec, Tom.

Yes?

Neil Chahal?

Last time I looked.

DC Emma Castle. Your wife is in custody.

I have a Section 18 authorization to search the premises. May we?

Custody? For what?

This really would be better inside.

Hey, that's mine.

He's not answering his phone.

Yeah. When did you last see him?

Earlier. At work.

Fuck! Fuck, fuck. This is...

He's my best friend. He wouldn't...

I'm sure there's a reasonable explanation.

I know you hate stats.

So don't tell me any.

Nine out of ten disappearances are connected to somebody known.

Well, this is the one, the exception.

- I'm not accusing him. - I am.

I don't want to, but why wouldn't he call me?

I pick up a friend's daughter late at night,

I'd call them. I'd tell them.

But then the other part of my brain says, "No."

You know people, you know.

- - He was there for me.

- Even when... -

Dad, where are you? You have to come home.

Come here.

She knew. She sensed it.

No, no, no, no, she didn't know.

We served together. There's no way.

Tom, one thing you learn in my job, no one knows anyone, not really.

So we need to find him.

I'm going back to the station to work on it. I'll find Pete.

Last ident I have was three hours ago.

Pete Mayfield's car was seen

near the car park of the Lakeside View Inn.

Low-end hotel.

He hasn't passed through the next camera

and he hasn't made a return journey, so...

So there's a good chance he's still there?

- Yeah. - Yeah, thanks.

Sophie, we're going in to interview the teacher.

She can wait.

Nothing at the house. Well, nothing obvious, anyway.

We've taken her iPad, digital camera, a kind of diary thing she keeps.

- And how was the husband? - Flabbergasted.

Actually, no, he was angry.

He kept shouting, "Ridiculous, ridiculous."

Well, it's a hard thing to accommodate.

- Did he mention his son? - No.

Right, well, his son's gone missing. He hasn't heard from him, no?

He didn't mention it.

So, this guy, Pete...

He was the last one seen with the girl?

Yep.

Right.

Your lawyer's here.

What car are we looking for?

A green four-by-four. There can't be many of them.

- There. - Sure?

Yes, and he's leaving.

Is there someone in the car with him?

Whoa, he's going.

Shit, we've lost him.

Can't see him. Did he stay on this road?

There he is.

Stop, Pete. Why aren't you stopping?

- Sophie. - What the hell? Why did you shoot away?

- When? - We were behind you. You hit the gas.

I never saw you.

- Where's Jenny? - I don't know.

Mind if we look in the car?

Yes, I do. Sorry, what is this?

Was someone with you?

Jenny Delaney went missing last night.

You might have been the last person to have seen her.

Jenny's missing?

I'd like to ring Tom.

You don't need to ring Tom. Just tell me and I'll tell Tom.

I know I don't need to, but I'd like to. Am I under arrest, then?

No.

Then I can do what I like.

Pete.

Sorry, man, I've had my phone off. I'm with Sophie.

Is Jenny there?

No. Listen, I didn't know anything had happened.

I would have called, I swear.

You picked her up last night.

Yes, yes, but just that.

I picked her up and drove her home, to the entrance at the gates.

You dropped her home?

What time?