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Fuck!

It's okay. We're almost there.

- Fuck! Shit. - Just breathe, JP.

You have to keep breathing.

Is Billy okay?

I gave you the knife. I thought you were looking out for me.

Listen, nothing has changed. The deal still stands.

This phone that you've got in your hand, you guard it with your life, right?

But if for whatever reason you can't get to your phone

and you feel personally in danger, just give us a signal.

- Signal? What? - Yeah, just make a fist with your hand,

put it over your mouth, give us three short coughs. Show me.

Fucking never seen her before in my life.

- No? - No.

Oh, my God.

I saw her.

- Saw her where? - When he ran off he went MIA.

And we went looking…

How is he? How is JP?

He's in the HDU in Saint Katherine's.

Paramedics take him in?

No.

I did.

What did the doctor say?

Um, they're still running tests,

but, um, he needs help with his breathing, he's got lung damage,

burns all over his back, bruised ribs.

And that's about all of it.

- Excuse me. Forgive me. - Yeah.

Dan.

- Where are they now? - Cosmo?

Um, he's on his way back to the gym.

The gang regrouped at a café off the M11.

We're keeping our distance.

Surveillance are watching them.

Can I just, uh…

Can I just say that last night was, uh…

was calamitous…

and personally for me it was humbling.

Well, that's a first.

June, did JP… Was he, um…

Was he able to tell you what happened?

No. He was in and out of consciousness. So…

So, any idea what possessed him to go running into that building?

You know JP, he's a spring lamb.

Uh, well, he was.

I told him not to, but he was concerned about the well-being of the asset.

Uh, duty of care. All that.

Well, glad to hear it.

Indeed. Um, we've let Ella know.

Ella?

Girlfriend?

Uh, fiancée.

- He's getting married? - Yeah.

Wedding bells later this year.

Uh, she's on the first flight home from… is it Norway?

Iceland. I think.

Okay. Kim…

…do you wanna walk us through?

Yeah. I, uh…

- Yeah, I've got a statement. - Yeah?

Yeah. It's all written down, so you can, uh…

Here's the thing.

I left my reading glasses in the car.

Right. Okay, um…

Yeah.

So, it's my opinion that the ordnance was detonated by accident.

- Really? - Yeah. I mean,

we're gonna have to wait for Craig's report,

but, uh, yeah, from what I observed…

accident.

- Uh, misadventure. - But following the explosion...

No, don't look at him.

You made no attempt to extract or interdict.

We had Firearms still en route.

I had a fellow officer down. That was my number one priority.

Anyone else in the building?

- Uh, besides JP? - Correct.

Uh, Billy.

- Billy. - Yeah.

- The asset? - Ma'am...

- Is he all right? - Well, he was, uh…

he was cut up pretty bad.

You know. He… He was…

Yeah, no major injuries, you know?

- Thank God. - Anyone else?

No. Just the… Just the two of them and, um…

uh, and, uh, Subject Seven.

Subject Seven?

Kim, we are not on police radio now.

So who or what is Subject Seven?

Marco Rivelli.

- What? - Rivelli?

Our bomb maker?

Our suspect from Suffolk Square was there?

Sorry.

Why… Why…

…am I only hearing about this now for the first time?

Ma'am, it's a fast-moving situation.

I mean, I was just briefed as I was coming in by Craig from the FEL team.

- They're still out there in the woods. - Right. And what did he say?

Rivelli was killed instantly by the blast.

He's dead?

Yeah. I'm afraid so.

Can we expect a postmortem?

Well, it's, uh, Craig's view from the pattern of his remains

that he was standing at close range, Rivelli.

And so he was… the word that he used was "vaporized."

- Ma'am. - We should've arrested him.

What the fuck happened?

Look, no one regrets more than I do

that we were unable to arrest him for the murder at Suffolk Square.

All right.

And by the way, it's Craig's view

that as he was standing so close to the blast,

he acted as, in his words, "A human shield."

And had he not been there,

then JP would almost certainly have perished.

No. If he wasn't there, there wouldn't have been a bomb

because Rivelli would've been on trial for murder.

Okay, nobody move.

I need to inform Counter Terror.

Moving forward.

Samphire.

This operation is dead in the water.

You… We arrest these men based on last night's…

I mean, considerable evidence.

Yes?

I'm sorry.

I just… I just don't think that we're there yet.

No, and I don't wanna play the blame game here.

Oh, really? I wonder why.

But we're a small team spread far too thin.

Okay.

And as you well know,

I have made multiple requests for extra resources, but here we are.

A man's dead,

- and there's no rest for Rohaan's family. - Dan.

This is your operation.

Your fingers are as good as wrapped round that explosion.

Okay.

But not for nothing. So y-you tell me… tell me, what have we got?

Forensic traces from the boat.

Ambiguous at best.

Fine.

But the bomb in the woods.

I mean, Jesus, we have a fucking chorus line of supporting evidence.

Yeah. Um, I wouldn't look too hard at the woods.

- Tamsin, could you… If you'd like to… - Hang on a minute.

- So what is this? - It's transcripts, uh, from last night.

- Why haven't I got these? - I just picked them up myself.

Sorry, do you mind sharing?

No.

If you turn to page seven, 20:59.

BE. That's, uh, Blue Eyes. That means Billy.

He says, "I thought there's a war on. I thought we were soldiers, yeah?

So, when are we gonna stop whining like a little bitch and fight?

Do something?"

"When are we gonna fight? Do something?"

- That's... - Incitement.

So what? The explosives, they're already present.

They're on-site in the back of a van, so just get them all on joint enterprise.

- No. - So what are you saying?

That none of it is admissible?

It's worse than that.

Our asset Billy has put himself at the center of the crime.

He has made himself an agent provocateur.

And as you say, he's inciting the explosion.

And you can run that past Legal, but it…

My fear is that it exposes us, all of us, the whole shooting match.

What do you propose?

Well, silver lining.

Jesus.

You don't detonate a bomb

without someone looking over the fence, even in Essex.

You know what? You… You are quite the hangover cure.

So, Cosmo, either he's spooked,

he goes to ground,

or we are days or hours away from a possible strike.

But our boy, our asset, is right there in his ear.

So we hold our nerve.

Are you aware

that the asset's contact phone was switched off 25 minutes

after the explosion?

- Okay. - Now why would he do that?

Why would he deliberately cut off contact?

Especially when you expressly asked him not to.

Well, it's no surprise, looking at this.

Page five.

Here.

- He gives the signal. - Look…

- Three coughs. - Yeah.

- There's any number of reasons for it. - And page six, he does the same thing.

And you did nothing. Nothing happened.

June… What is… What are you saying?

I'm saying has the asset gone rogue?

- No. - Is he still on our side?

- Have you lost the trust of the asset… - No.

…just when we need him the most?

No. Respectfully, this is hysteria.