Honour

'You know the usual number...

'Hello.

'Hello, hello. How are you? Morning, morning.

'I'm OK, I'm OK.' 'I beg your pardon.'

'Yeah, I'm also fine, thanks. 'What's that?

'Have you been on the sauce, Dave?'

'It's 07:07, London travel news.

'In South London, Clapham High Street lights are out,

'long delays there, then...'

'Question three. The capital of Finland.

'For £100, what is...'

'That record has been sitting there, waiting to be played

'since 7am this morning.

'Coming up after the news headlines...'

Smudge!

That's Madam Smudge to you.

- Oh, Lady Smudge. - Queen of Smudge, is it

Well, you could show a bit more respect to your new boss.

On day one, maybe.

Her Royal Smudginess picks up her first job.

Let's hope it's a good one.

They're all good ones.

Yeah, right!

Banaz Mahmod.

A 20-year-old woman from South London.

It was her boyfriend who reported her missing.

Not her family?

Mum and Dad say she often stays out and it's a fuss about nothing.

But?

There's no movement on her bank account.

No traffic on her Oyster card.

She doesn't answer her mobile phone.

And, er... She left a list of names.

"Numbers two, three and four

"have said that they are ready and willing

"to do the job of killing me and my boyfriend.

"This was said by my uncle while he was on the phone to my mum

"on the 2nd of December." How long have we had this?

She didn't give it in to this command.

She gave in at her local nick

and addressed it to a sergeant who was on holiday.

Andy, go and see the boyfriend. How long?

Six weeks.

Yeah, I'm Team 16, Homicide Command.

Tell him I'm looking for all his spare officers overnight.

Yeah, tonight. Cheers.

She send me every day... ten, 20 texts,

and then suddenly, she stop.

She say, "Good morning, my heart.

"Love you so much, my one and only prince.

"This morning, as I woke up,

"I just had a feeling as like you're calling my name."

They saw us kissing outside the tube station

and now she doesn't answer.

Now I don't know where she is. OK.

Erm, can you look again at those names on her list, please,

and just tell me if they mean anything to you?

This one, we call him Marefa, but his name is also Hama.

Mohammed Hama.

He is my friend, my best friend.

This one, Omar Hussein, and this one, Mohamoud Ali,

they were in the back.

The back?

Er, he crashed his own car, my friend, Marefa.

This one was rental car,

a dark blue Ford.

The only thing I can remember is a 55 number plate.

OK, hold on, mate. Marefa said to me,

"OK, Rahmat, it might not be tonight,

"it might not be tomorrow, but we will kill you and Banaz."

And then, they drove off and went.

And I call Banaz and I cannot reach her. So I call Marefa...

Wait, so you called Mohammed Hama,

who's just... he's just threatened your life, right?

He is my friend. He...

He said there was a meeting on the 2nd of December.

Her Uncle, Ari. He told them to kill us both.

We told the police.

We gave them these names and now she's gone.

You must find her. Please.

Why don't they like you, Rahmat?

Because they chose for her another husband.

But Banaz chose me.

My concern is, she's being held against her will.

We're working on possible addresses

and I'm looking at going for the doors on at least 12 properties.

I'm going to need another, well, 60 officers from somewhere.

Call you back.

Yeah, yeah. Fine, I'll call you back. Cheers.

Tell me. 14th of September, last year,

Banaz Mahmod went to Croydon Police Station

to make multiple allegations of rape against her husband,

one Ali Abbas Homar.

Did they charge him?

As in... rape's not rape just cos she's married to him?

As in, she reported it in London,

but it happened when the two of them were living in Coventry.

So the Met no-crimed it, kicked it back to the West Midlands,

where it took them three months to type up her statement. Fuck.

The boyfriend?

Yeah, he's a failed asylum seeker

who gave a false name to the police. Nice. I liked him.

Especially when he gave me addresses for all the men on her list.

Oh, and I got his mobile phone off him.

Good. There.

Right. What do we know? Banaz Mahmod.

Aged 20, born in Iraqi Kurdistan,

came to this country as a child of ten,

a refugee from Saddam Hussein.

Mohamoud Ali, Mohammed Hama, Omar Hussein.

Three individuals Banaz has helpfully fingered

as ready and willing to kill her,

in accordance with threats made by a fourth man,

her uncle, Ari Mahmod.

Two further persons of interest.

Ali Abbas Homar, her ex-husband,

reportedly now living in Sheffield.

And Rahmat Suleimani, the boyfriend who reported Banaz missing.

Yeah, Rahmat says they've had death threats

because her family disapproves of their relationship.

Now, if any of these are illegals, there'll be no dates of birth,

no national insurance numbers, but...

in view of the threats she has reported,

I am classifying Banaz Mahmod as a High-Risk Missing Person.

Let's find these guys.

Six weeks, they had her list. Six weeks, and they did nothing.

I can't believe it. Maybe they're as confused as I am.

How much more of their job did they want her to do for them?

There's too many names, Guv. No idea where to start.

Don't start calling me Guv, or Boss, or Ma'am.

God forbid!

DI Goode.

Acting DCI Goode.

Yeah, bloody right I want to talk to you!

Six weeks, that list sat in your post room... Give me that.

You're looking at three points and a £60 fine, Ma'am.

Oh, shut up.

Listen, mate, the boss'll have to ring you back, all right?

Yes.

She's not a missing person. I told police before.

My daughter is here in this room, asleep, when we go for shopping.

My wife and I,

we were together all the morning.

When we come back home, she is gone out.

It's normal for her.

Is there another member of the family she might have gone to?

I told police before, no.

An aunt or a sister? No.

And what about her ex-husband?

He is the David Beckham of son-in-laws.

Mr Mahmod, we are treating your daughter as a missing person.

Not missing. Mrs Mahmod...

we will bring her back to you.

We'll keep you informed.

Well, he did all the talking. Mm. For both of them.

I'll tell you something else as well.

There's not a single photograph of Banaz in that house.

You will not believe

how many Kurdish Mohamoud Alis there are in South London.

I've got butchers, I've got hairdressers,

I've got taxi drivers coming out of my ears.

Who's this? One of my Omar Husseins.

Arrested in Birmingham the day after she disappeared.

Birmingham? On a warrant for a minor road traffic accident.

So which intergalactic detective agency spat you out

I'm no detective, I just like computers.

We're gonna find her, aren't we?

Yeah, by tea time if you keep this up.

That threatening phone call

Banaz said her Uncle Ari made. 2nd of December, yeah.

Here she is two days later, reporting it to Mitcham nick.

12th, here she is again, handing in her list of suspects.

23rd of January, three days before she goes missing.

Banaz turns up at another police station.

To allege a group of men had just tried to abduct her boyfriend.

Same story Rahmat told me.

You add all that to the first time,

in September, when she reported the rape.

You put it all together

and it means that she went to the police four times.

Four times, she came to us for help and four times she got sod all.

Do you still think we're looking for a missing person?

A vulnerable missing person

who may be held captive and alive, yeah.

Go! Go! Go!

So all Rahmat can remember

was it was a dark blue Ford with a 55 in its plates,

and I'm all over every car hire place in South London

looking for it, and I find it.

Genius. 'No, wait, cos it gets better.'

Just as I'm leaving, they say, "Do you want the tracker?"

'Smudge, are you there?'

What, the car had a tracker on it? 'Yeah.'

Which'll tell us everywhere it's been since Hama hired it.

Oh, thank you, God. You're welcome.

Sorry, Sir. Coming. Busy day.

'The family? It's a fuss about nothing, according to them.

'We've been putting out appeals for information

'but we're getting nothing back from the Kurdish community.

'She's disappeared and it's like nobody even knows her name.