The Rook

"Dear you, if you're reading these words

"but don't remember writing them,

"then I'm afraid I've failed.

"You've survived several immediate threats,

"but you are still in danger.

"Right now, you must find a safe place, alone,

"somewhere no one will ask any questions.

"Avoid the cameras, they can see you everywhere.

Go now."

Going somewhere?

Hey, come here.

Hey!

Hi, do you have a room for one, please?

For the night?

Name?

My name? Yeah, it's, um...

I put "Jane."

"Time is short, so we'll focus on the essentials.

"I'm writing these letters because I received a warning

"from a reliable source.

"And now I'm going to be attacked,

"though I don't know by whom.

"I know I'm going to survive, though I don't know how.

"And I know that my memory is going to be lost...

"erased... forever.

"So I've decided to give you a choice.

"In this envelope, you'll find two keys.

"The blue key opens a box containing the tools

"to build a new identity.

"You can walk away from my life

"and start one of your own.

"The red key opens a box with everything you need

"to return to my old life.

"That life is dangerous.

"It's what landed you here.

"But whichever path you take, I wish you luck.

"Regardless of your decision,

"know that your real name is Myfanwy Alice Thomas.

"'Myfanwy, ' rhymes with 'Tiffany.'"

Myfanwy.

Myfanwy.

Myfanwy.

Eight?

So far, all wearing latex gloves.

No IDs, no wallets, no fingerprint matches.

CCTV?

Cameras were cut, both sides of the bridge.

We're pulling footage from TFL,

but coverage is patchy at best.

Run interference and keep an eye out for vultures.

Robert, Claudia, you're with me.

God, I hope this isn't ours.

Detective.

- Linda. - How can we help?

Hell if I know.

First call pointed to gang violence.

Victims could have been killed somewhere else

and dumped here as some kind of message.

What about terrorism?

Definite possibility.

Chemical weapons?

Forensics team is here, CTC alerted and on the way.

- Good. - No, that's not what happened here.

Disparate injuries with no use of weapons or external force...

Suggesting an assailant with the ability...

To inflict internal injury at a distance.

- Press are here. - Shit.

It's trending on Twitter already.

- Ian... - Give us some time. I'll call you when we know.

Ian, we know. I know.

This is ours.

You can have it.

Can you come again or, uh...

You are relentless.

It's late. You go.

Okay.

Oh.

Right, uh...

Bollocks! Sorry, I'm sorry.

Shit.

Linda.

Conrad, are we expecting an American?

Uh, excuse me?

BVA agent, Monica Reed.

Did you invite her?

No, absolutely not.

Well, she's here asking about a C-Nine

up in Millennium Bridge last night.

I'm only just hearing about this

and an American is already on the ground?

I know how you need your beauty sleep, Conrad.

She's at St. Pancras waiting for you.

Linda out of her depth again?

Well, tell her to deal with it herself.

You have important unfinished business to attend to.

I seem to remember you finishing... twice.

He's gonna wake up in a couple of minutes.

To be continued.

Monica, an unexpected pleasure. Do you need a lift?

Conrad, I was hoping they'd send you.

Mm-hmm.

Linda wishes she could be here in person, but she's...

Oh, fuck you. No, she doesn't.

You didn't tell us you were coming.

Oh, it's a spur-of-the-moment thing.

Indeed, your own agency seems a little surprised you're here.

So how can we be of assistance to our American allies?

It's actually how I can help you.

Mm-hmm?

Have you ID'd bodies yet?

The bodies?

Let's not do this, Conrad.

We both want the same thing.

Which is what, exactly?

My guess is, you haven't ID'd them.

Victim six, I can give you a name, a file,

full personal history.

Okay, gratefully received.

Uh, but I do want something in return.

Mm-hmm?

Full access to the investigation,

joint task force, Anglo-American partnership.

Ah.

Well, I'm very sorry that you wasted your trip.

Okay, no task force.

Operations Directorate,

full and active partner in your investigation.

How about liaison officer, observational access only,

working out of the Support Directorate?

And you bring me to the body right now.

We can always share photos of the autopsy.

I wanna see in person.

What, I wonder, is so special about this body?

Is it a tracker?

Tattoo, a chip?

I do hope you won't try to cut off a finger.

Look, Conrad, I'm not here to cover up anything.

I just wanna help.

Then I guess we have a deal.

Good morning. How can I help you?

I'd like access...

Help! Help!

This is a bank vault. Nobody can hear you.

Why are you doing this?

Because of what you are.

And what you're worth.

Please, please, please, please.

- Hold her still. - Please.

Please.

Fuck!

Hello?

Two more victims at the bank, man and woman,

same MO CCTV was disabled.

ID?

She was an agency temp,

worked reception for the past two days

under the name Britta Delvina.

Seems to be an alias.

And the other one?

Nothing yet.

Well, cross-reference against the Lugat profiles.

They have ties at Mansel Bank.

That's ten bodies in four hours.

Thank you, Alex, I can add.

Okay, where do I start?

Normally, I'd have planned this all out.

I'm a very organized person.

But time is short. I'm having to improvise.

So... you should probably know

that dairy makes you break out like a teenager,

and you are deathly, deathly allergic to bees.

The rest of what I'm about to tell you is classified.

If it fell into the wrong hands,

it could have devastating consequences.

So I'm going to leave it for you in the safe place.

Keyless entry, and the code is the same as the alarm.

Welcome.

In here, you'll find all your personal documents,

spare keys to the car and home,

and enough provisions to hole up for a few days if you need to.

It's soundproof and has Tor-encrypted Internet access.

You work for a government agency called the Checquy.

"Sheck-ay."

We're a secret wing of British intelligence

that recruit people with... certain abilities.

You are one of these people,

with the potential to be a deadly weapon.

By definition, that puts you in danger.