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Zoe, you are our host, you can't go into the target's flat.

All right, then, that's brill. OK. Thank you.

- Zoe... - Bye.

I just wanna ask a few questions.

The night before she went missing,

Gemma came to your shop to get costumes for the play.

Yeah, that's right.

How'd she seem?

Fine.

Happy.

And, er, afterwards, you went for a drink?

Um...

No.

No, we were meant to, but, um, she said she had to leave.

Did she say why she had to leave?

Where are these questions coming from, Greg?

They're coming from you, Zoe.

Something you said the other night.

"Sometimes it's the people closest to us we know the least."

I was drunk, and...

- angry. - At me?

No, at my own situation.

With Tim.

Right.

I think, maybe, there are parts of her life she hid from me.

I won't say "secrets", cos that's making her the bad guy, and...

Like what?

Me and Gemma, we had our first date at Wilmslow Nature Reserve.

And she puts her head on my shoulder and says,

"Nothing turns me off like insecurity.

"You know, guys who go through your handbag.

"Tell me you're not one of them."

And I wasn't.

Not then.

Er, no.

Did she ever talk to you about me and her?

No.

What about someone else?

Well, how do you mean?

You know what I mean, Zoe.

Another guy.

No.

Never.

Um...

It's Caitlin.

Chill out, Martin.

I mean, he pushed you back into the chair, Zoe.

I just... I think he used more force than he was meant to.

You know the amount of times I heard that, especially when I was a PC.

It was nothing.

Are you OK? Why did you try to leave?

It was getting awkward.

He thinks Gemma was going to see someone

the night she came by the shop.

I'll need to mention that to CID.

Why did he think you'd know anything?

I just think... he thought maybe she'd confided in me.

What?

Just Greg.

Greg approaching you might be what we call an insertion.

It's basically, when someone realises they're under surveillance

and they try to hatch a plan that makes themselves look more innocent.

Guilty people find it hard to sit still

if they think they have an advantage to press,

even when doing nothing's a smart move.

So, if I say that I think he's genuinely losing his mind

trying to work out where she is, I'm what, falling for his trap?

Look at the coincidence - of all the shoulders to cry on, he chose yours.

He isn't spoilt for choice at the minute.

- Right. - Anyway, he doesn't know you're here.

Well, we don't know that, do we?

What?

The woman in the silver MG, remember?

When you saw her, you used our camera, right?

Yeah. You told me to go into Caitlin's room...

Yeah, but you were already in there, weren't you? I...

- What's your point? - Did you turn the light on?

No, because you've taken the bulb out.

And the hallway light?

Well... Yeah, Caitlin likes it on, so probably, yeah...

What?!

Well, Greg might've seen you and all the gear.

Look, if I didn't go in there, you wouldn't even know he had a visitor!

Do you know what, I just don't want any more surprises, Zoe.

OK... Hey, um, have you considered something else?

That you've got the wrong man?

That he's presenting as innocent because he is actually innocent?

Come on, Caitlin, time for bed.

See, that is a UK passport.

Most likely a fake one, by the efforts made to conceal it.

That and the spending money. It's probably a go-bag.

He's a flight risk.

TW put a mobile unit outside his flat.

And look here.

See, the money's crumpled, loose.

All the hallmarks of laundered money.

He's a restauranteur, he could certainly be involved in that.

If he's laundering, it'll fit in with a few other things.

Mind me asking what?

According to Revenue, he owes two years' back tax.

We'll take a closer look at his accounts.

He's definitely up to something.

Mining the seam between dirty money

and the catering industry would be my bet.

Good work. Well done.

Nice one, Martin.

We have an authority to watch the Tuckman house

should DI Vernon turn up again.

Did they find out any more about him?

If they did, they're not sharing.

Keep an eye out, but your main focus is Greg Sullivan.

Yes, sir.

I had a dream they found her body.

If they had, we'd know by now, right?

Hey, remember what Martin said,

"The best available evidence is that nothing bad's happened to her." OK?

I like Martin.

Yeah. He's all right.

C'mon, we're gonna be late.

My daughter Chloe was having serious confidence issues,

so Gemma cast her as the lead in the school play,

and suddenly she's walking ten feet taller.

That's the kind of teacher Gemma is, nurturing and inspirational.

Go on, love, you are gonna be late.

I need money for after-school club.

No, I've given you that already.

That was for judo. I'm doing coding now.

What?

I'm so sorry.

- No, it's fine. - Thanks.

- Love you. Bye! - Love you. Bye.

Hiya.

...Saturation's the goal.

Oh, Fiona.

Look, I know you think they're tacky...

No, I don't.

- But you're bigger than that. - Mm-hm.

Hi, Fiona.

Zoe, we're meeting at mine later, if you can make it?

Er, yeah. Sure. Sure...

We're all stressed, it just feels like we should stick together.

Yeah.

Is, um... Is Fiona going?

Is that still a thing?

Oh, no. No.

Oh, small or medium?

Uh, medium, please. Thank you.

- Oh, these are fab, well done. - Thank you.

All right, I'll see you later.

- Bye. - Ta-ra.

Target is leaving the building and heading to his car.

He's got the go-bag with him.

I repeat, he's got the go-bag with him.

Thanks, Martin, we'll pick him up.

Yeah. I have the eye.

Martin, we're on our own talk group.

Just you and me, OK?

OK.!

We could use an extra vehicle tailing Greg.

Do you wanna go jump in your car?

I don't know, boss,

I don't really wanna let anyone down or anything, y'know.

I wouldn't ask if we weren't stretched.

I just think I need a little bit more time, sir.

You've had plenty of time, Martin.

Never mind. Just thought I'd ask.

OK. I have the eye. Target is turning right off the A57.

To be clear, subject is a likely flight risk.

If we think we're losing him, we stop him.

Copy that, boss. Target is committed.

Off, off, off.

Slip road to Manchester International at Junction 5.

Oh, wait, hang on. Right, he's just turned off.

He's not going to the airport.

He's going south on the A34.

He's in a real hurry.

I can't see him!

Does anyone have the eye?

Argh, we're losing him. We're losing him.

He's going to Wilmslow Nature Reserve.

Do tell, Martin.

It's where Greg and Gemma had their first date, sir.

Eyes open, everyone. Could be a meet or a drop.

Or it could be a dump site and he's paying his respects.

Gemma.

Gemma!

Gemma!

Martin, that's her.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

A woman's just let herself into Greg's flat,

she's giving it a good going over. I think she's a pro.

Is this the woman you saw the other night?

Martin?

Yeah. I think it is.

How did she arrive?

In the MG?

Well, if she did, she didn't park it on the street.

When she leaves, you've gotta follow.

You're the only one available. The rest of the team are tailing Greg.

We have to ID this woman. You understand?