REPORTER: Police are appealing for witnesses after a young girl was stabbed last night at St. Jonas Park at around 2:00 a.m.

The victim, who was wearing school uniform, remains in a critical condition in hospital.

[ Police radio chatter ] I always dread the day I get called out to this shithole.

Fucking manky place.

There's a massive concentrated pool of blood.

So this is where she was stabbed.

And then dragged herself all the way down there to the road.

What's a schoolgirl doing in one of the fucking roughest places in London?

Hmm?

And why has no one reported her missing?

[ Telephone rings ] -BELLAMY: Jack!

-Yeah?

Yeah?

What you got?

Hey.

Jack, we're gonna treat this as an attempted murder.

Okay?

I've just spoken to the consultant.

The victim... she's not well enough to speak to, so we're gonna have to hold off on that.

Also, on top of the knife wound, this girl was eight weeks pregnant.

-Shit.

-Suffered a miscarriage.

-Do we know how old she is yet?

-No, not yet.

STEELE: I have just come back from the hospital.

I've got all of her clothes and stuff and...weapon.

-WESTON: How'd you get that?

-Lock knife.

It was still in her belly when she was admitted.

-Ouch.

-Yep.

WESTON: But when you stab someone, isn't it a reflex action to withdraw straightaway?

You'd think, wouldn't you?

I should get this downstairs.

I won't be a sec.

Thank you, Charlie.

WESTON: Okay, Boss.

Thank you, Jack.

WESTON: Yep.

BELLAMY: Victim's belongings.

Wearing school uniform.

Standard stuff, but...feels wrong.

Look, my daughter wears trousers this time of year.

It's too cold.

I don't know why she's wearing a skirt.

A little short skirt like that.

Long black socks.

School shoes.

Fine.

Small bag.

Not much in it.

Set of keys.

Wallet.

Only some basic stuff -- no photo I.D.

and an Oyster card.

Mobile phone?

BELLAMY: No, no mobile phone.

I don't know why.

Doesn't every teenager have a mobile phone?

Yeah.

Or two or three, it seems to me.

-I don't know.

-WESTON: Robbery gone wrong?

Possibly.

It would be good to know if there are any signs of sexual assault.

St. Jonas Park is full of prostitutes.

Maybe it was a drunk punter, jealous hooker, -something like that.

-BELLAMY: Mm.

We're gonna need a parental consent, so next of kin.

-Jack, you do the I.D.

-WESTON: Yeah.

Charlie, talk to the cabby.

What's his name?

STEELE: Yeah.

Max Lowell.

I have read your statement that you gave, but I just wanted you to run me through, -if that's all right.

-MAX: Yeah.

So, just what happened last night?

So, I was on my way to a job.

Uh, she flagged me down, then fell over and hit her head on the pavement, and [Sighs] She still had the knife in her stomach, and I picked her up, put her in the back of the cab, drove her to hospital.

Okay.

And is she someone you know?

Have you seen her before?

No, no.

Never seen her before.

Why didn't you call 999?

Like, the police or an ambulance, anything like that?

I didn't think.

I mean, I've got a niece her age.

I went on instinct.

Before you picked her up, what had you been doing before that?

MAX: I was taking my brother to work.

-Okay.

-My brother's called Jason.

Jason.

Okay, well, I'll grab Jason's details off you -if that's all right.

-Sure.

I'd also like to take your prints and DNA -just for elimination purposes.

-Yeah, no worries.

And I will need access to your car just for forensics.

-MAX: Sure.

Okay.

-Okay?

Um...is she gonna be okay?

I really don't know.

[ Door opens, closes ] JASON: Hello.

How you doing?

Jason.

-Detective Constable Steele.

-Nice to meet you.

Sorry I couldn't come down to the station.

It's no worries.

Just got off me shift, and I'm shattered.

[ Chuckles ] STEELE: Fair enough.

-You know how it is.

-Yeah.

My brother.

How is he?

Is he all right?

-What's... -Oh, he's fine.

He's just a witness.

He's being really helpful.

Okay.

That's all right.

You sure you don't want a tea?

Oh, no.

I'm good.

Thank you.

Do you mind just running quickly through your movements last night?

I know you were with your brother for a little bit.

Yeah, sure.

My brother come pick me up.

He dropped me to work at about 10 to, quarter to 2:00.

Um... Yeah, and that was it, really.

That's the sort of last I see him.

What hours were you working last night?

-2:00 till 10:00.

-2:00 till 10:00.

That can't be that much fun.

[ Chuckling ] No.

It's tiring, especially when you got three kids.

To be honest, I don't know why he just didn't call 999.

I mean, he said, "Oh, the hospital's only 10 minutes away, and I knew where it was, and I've got a niece the same age as her, and I panicked."

But, surely, you find a girl bleeding on the street, you call 999.

You would have thought.

BELLAMY: He took her to hospital.

I guess he thought he was doing the right thing.

-Yeah.

-Boss!

Potential I.D.

on the victim.

I've spoken to the head teacher at Barringford High School.

Oyster card is registered to Anna Fisher.

-She's 13 years old.

-STEELE: 13?

-Yeah.

-13 years old.

Sexually active.

Pregnant.

Out in the middle of the night in a park full of hookers and smackheads.

Okay.

-Anna's mother... -That's awful.

...Isla, died six months ago from heart disease.

Next of kin is stepfather, Shaun Jones.

Mr. Jones?

Shaun Jones?

-Okay.

-Anyone in?

Hang on a minute.

What's there?

WESTON: Is he there?

Mr. Jones!

-Shaun Jones?

-Tell him it's the police.

-I think we should tell him.

-It's the police.

Open up.

Is he stirring?

Anything?

Take the door, take the door.

Go on, Butch.

Mind your fingernails.

-How's he doing?

-WESTON: Mr. Jones.

Mr. Jones!

Shaun Jones.

Shaun Jones.

I'm Detective Sergeant Jack Weston.

-Breathing?

-Breathing, breathing.

Okay, recovery.

Turn him.

WESTON: Recovery, okay.

Mr. Jones!

-Shaun Jones.

-Don't touch anything.

Don't touch anything, all right?

Wait.

What's this bloody thing here?

Let's have a look.

-Jack.

Jesus.

-Emergency ambulance required.

BELLAMY: Jack, hold on.

I think this is the victim.

I think these are pictures of her.

Oh, Christ.

WESTON: Boss.

Orwell Ward.

Doctors say Shaun Jones is definitely a heroin user.

BELLAMY: Don't worry.

We'll arrest him when he's fit and well, but we can have an informal little chat with him, eh?

-Really?

I like it.

-BELLAMY: Come on.

Mr. Jones?

My name's Martha Bellamy.

I'm a Detective Inspector.

This is my colleague.

Mr. Jones?

Anna has received some nasty injuries.

We need you to sign a consent form so that we can do a full physical examination.

I will organize for you to see Anna.

Time is not on our side, so I just need you to sign that consent form.

-JONES: Okay.

-Good man.

-Okay.

Yeah, got it.

-I have to ask you to leave.

Okay, Mr. Jones.

I'll get that organized.

Thank you.

-Thank you.

-WESTON: Thank you.

BELLAMY: Okay, Jack, you get back to the station, and I'm gonna talk to Anna's consultant.

STEELE: This is where Anna was stabbed, and then the blood trail goes down this path and all the way 'round to the main road.

But it's completely the opposite direction from where she lives.

WESTON: Don't kids naturally, when looking for help, -go in the direction of home?

-STEELE: Yep.

WESTON: She's gone in completely the other direction.

Did she not trust her stepfather?

Yeah, interesting.

Well, you know what?

Maybe this will be useful.

Stepdaddy's phone given to me very willingly when I was chatting to the consultant.

I popped in, let's say.

WESTON: That's a trick play out of my book.

You looking for a promotion?

STEELE: The FME report on Anna doesn't make fun reading.

Um, she's got loads of little cuts on her inner thigh.

BELLAMY: Yeah, she may be self-harming, I suppose.

The consultant pediatrician also says that it looks like she's been repeatedly sexually assaulted.

-Oh!

-STEELE: There's extensive... external bruising and internal damage.

-BELLAMY: Oh, my God.

-WESTON: Was she gang-raped?

Hmm?

God.

Damaged lives, eh?

Poor girl.

The bruising, though, is visible.

So if she was gang-raped, then it wasn't last night.

The question is, though, when was it, and who did it?

-WESTON: Who did it?

-Uh-huh.

We've got her stepdad, Shaun Jones, with a laptop containing naked images of Anna Fisher.

Surely he's one of the rapists.

Come on, guys.

She's 13 years old, for God's sake.

-[ Telephone receiver clicks ] -Jack, that was the hospital.

Shaun Jones is fit for interview.

WESTON: Excellent.

Okay, can I arrest him now?

BELLAMY: Jack, Jack!

We don't have a lot of evidence on this guy, so go slowly, all right?

Okay.

-Mr. Jones.

-JONES: Yeah?

-Can I have a very quick word?

-What's it about?

Shaun Jones, I'm arresting you for possession of indecent images of a child.

It wasn't my laptop.

We found the laptop in your possession when we found you.

-Okay?

-It's Anna's laptop.

Anything you do say may be used in evidence.

Do you understand?

I need to stay with my daughter.

It is not in the interests of the child to make a fuss, -so come with me.

-It wasn't my laptop.

Don't make a fuss.

[ Door opens ] Hi, Shaun.

[ Door closes ] Any idea who might have stabbed your 13-year-old stepdaughter?

-JONES: No.

-No?

Tell me about last night.

Shaun?

Let's go.

We were at home.

We had an argument.

A row.

-What time?

-It was late.

-WESTON: How late?

-I don't know.

Don't make me keep asking questions, Shaun.

-How late?

-12:00, 12:30.

What was the row about?

Shaun?

[ Snaps fingers ] What was the row about?

The -- The pictures.

The pictures.

These pictures.

[ Breathes sharply ] Let's have a look at the pictures.

We found your client in possession of these images.

Have a good long look at them, Shaun.

Okay, you've seen them before.

-Enjoyed them before.

-[ Scoffs ] Hmm?

Look at them.

-I've seen them.

-Yeah?

Why were you looking at these photos yesterday?

We'd had an argument about them.

I wasn't looking at them.

-WESTON: Did you take them?

-No.

You sure?

JONES: Of course I'm sure I didn't take the pictures.

Who took them?

JONES: They're not my pictures!

Who took them?

-Their owners.

-Their owners.

Why did that happen?

She said she took them for her boyfriend.

WESTON: Who's her boyfriend?

Is that who she was gonna meet last night?

-I don't know.

-WESTON: You don't know.

Another "I don't know."

-Anna sexually active?

-No.

-You sure?

-Yes.

WESTON: We believe that she was sexually assaulted.

We believe that she was gang-raped.

Do you know anything about that?

JONES: No!

Why would I know anything about that?!

WESTON: You tell me.

Okay?

And while your solicitor is here, it's probably a good time to talk about your heroin problem.

JONES: I don't have a heroin problem.

Do you have a heroin problem?!

I don't.

WESTON: Are you forcing your 13-year-old stepdaughter into prostitution to fund your heroin problem?

No, I'm not forcing my daughter -- Your 13-year-old daughter is in hospital in a critical condition, stabbed last night, raped the night before.

Are you gonna try and help her?

What do you know?

STEELE: We've got two voicemails left by Shaun for Anna, both recorded last night between... 12:45 and 1:00.

So, this is the first one.

JONES: Anna, get home now!

We're not finished talking about this.

Don't think you can just walk away from me.

WESTON: That's an angry man.

STEELE: That's an angry man, and this is the second one.

JONES: Anna, sweetheart, please, please come back.

-WESTON: Jesus.

-We can talk, sort it out.

Okay, what has Shaun Jones done that he needs to feel so sorry about?

BELLAMY: That's what we need to find out.

STEELE: Now that we've got Anna's mobile number and we can access her records.

I've also got text messages from Anna's phone or sent to Anna's phone.

And the last one is a text from a girl called Carrie arranging to meet her in the park last night.

"Meet me in the park.

Usual place.

Carrie.

Kiss."

I tried calling that number, but nothing.

Just voicemail.

-Talk to the school.

-STEELE: Yep.

I want to know about all Anna's friends, especially if there's somebody called Carrie.

Focus on that.

Have you heard of a girl called Carrie?

-No.

-Anna mentioned a Carrie.

JONES: I said no.

Nothing?

Never -- She never brought someone home called Carrie?

Or said she was meeting someone called Carrie?

-Or maybe from school?

-Anna doesn't bring people home.

BELLAMY: But what I'm gonna get you to do is, if you could just give me a list of any friends you can think of, pop them down on there.

That would be really helpful in this.

Sorry.

Just, you know, as many as you can think of, really.

That's it.

Just an Ella and an Alice.

Any surnames?

I don't know their surnames.

Surely you can tell me a little bit more about her social life, I suppose, is what I'm asking.

She doesn't have a social life.

Not since her mum, you know...

I'm sure you appreciate why we're doing what we're doing.

Not the way you're doing it, but... BELLAMY: What do you mean?

Your colleague.

The other guy.

He has other charms.

Let's put it that way.

-ATTORNEY: [ Chuckles ] -Right.

You're talking to me now.

It's okay.

-[ Door slams ] -I do not want to mop up your unprofessional shit, and I do not want to have to fucking apologize to somebody that we have arrested.

Thank you very much.

It is counterproductive, Jack.

You know that.

Stop playing fucking Clint Eastwood.

That's why you're on my team, because you know about this shit.

Go and read your fucking manual!

[ Door slams ] [ Knock on door ] Um, there is a contact on Anna's phone saved under "Max" which matches the phone number that we have for Max Lowell, our taxi driver.

Also, she's rung him four times in the last month.

So he does know her.

Well, I think, Charlie, you better go and pick up our helpful cabby.

-Happily, happily.

-Mm.

STEELE: Max, this morning, you told me that you didn't know Anna, you'd never seen her before, but your number is saved in her phone.

MAX: No, I did not know this girl.

I might have picked her up before.

I don't know.

Sometimes I give my number out to people who want to call direct.

-Are you Anna's boyfriend?

-No.

Are you sure?

Look, I get through a lot of faces in a day.

I can't remember them all.

Max, Anna has called you four times in the last month.

I just find a 13-year-old calling a 24-year-old four times in a month just a little bit strange.

I'm saving up to go traveling at the moment.

The days are a complete blur.

No, I'm not asking you, Max, whether you did or not.

I'm telling you that Anna called you four times in the last month.

1:45.

3:17.

Yeah, she might have, but I can't remember.

Do you believe him?

You would remember a regular fare.

Especially if, as a 24-year-old, you're giving your phone number to a 13-year-old girl who rings you up for taxis on her own.

[ Breathes deeply ] Yeah, I think I agree.

Okay, let's speak to the taxi company.

Let's find out about his work schedule.

See if he is working all these hours he claims to.

-[ Door opens ] -Yeah.

-Boss, am I interrupting?

-BELLAMY: No.

Good.

Come in.

I've tracked down Carrie.

Caroline Evans.

16 years old.

Charlie, follow that up, okay?

I want you to talk to her.

Bit of girl-on-girl chat.

See if you can get her to open up, yeah?

Great.

Thanks, Sarge.

Hello.

Uh, Carrie?

Caroline?

Which do you prefer?

-EVANS: Carrie.

-Carrie.

My name's Detective Constable Steele.

-Hiya.

-Thank you for coming in.

Um...

So, you're friends with a girl called Anna Fisher?

EVANS: Yeah.

So, we know that you agreed to meet Anna last night.

You texted to make arrangements.

-Will you talk me through that?

-Yeah.

Like, I was supposed to meet her at 12:30.

And I waited about 30 minutes, but she didn't show up, so I went home.

And that would be at 1:00.

STEELE: And what do you do in the park in the middle of the night?

We hang out.

We drink.

We laugh.

Chase around the boys and stuff like that.

-STEELE: Drink alcohol?

-Yeah.

And hang out?

I mean, what boys?

-Are they from your school?

-No, I don't know them.

They're just boys in the park.

Okay, does Anna have a boyfriend?

EVANS: I mean, like, whatever.

She'll get a bit drunk.

She'll go off with one of the boys in the bushes and stuff.

STEELE: Go off and do what in the bushes?

What do you think?

-Does Anna drink a lot?

-Yeah.

Does she ever drink so much she passes out?

EVANS: Well, no.

She knows how to handle her drink.

-STEELE: Do you hang out a lot?

-Yeah.

Do you ever go 'round her house?

Anything like that?

No.

Why would I want to go there?

Her dad's a smackhead.

She don't even like staying at home 'cause he's, like, always off his face and that, so...

Okay.

You don't seem very concerned.

Why would I be?

STEELE: Did you not hear about the girl that got stabbed -in the park last night?

-Yeah, but... -That was her.

-What?

WESTON: Boss.

Uniform have come through with their house-to-house inquiries.

A neighbor spotted Shaun Jones leaving the house at 12:30 a.m.

So we know that he left the house.

We know that he lied to us.

A few minutes before that -- 12:28 a.m. approximately -- Anna leaves the house.

A neighbor saw Anna leave the house, then saw Shaun leave a few minutes later and follow her.

Shaun returns then at 2:00 a.m.

So he was away from the house for 90 minutes.

So if we're gonna follow this specific line of investigation, we know this -- He had time to leave the house, follow Anna, stab her, and get back home.

-Mm.

-I've got a present for you.

Forensics have come back on the knife.

Got some blue woolen fibers, plus two sets of fingermarks -- one belonging to Anna and one belonging to Shaun.

Okay, Shaun, no more wasting my time, no more "I don't knows."

I want some answers.

[ Door closes ] Why did you stab Anna?

-I didn't stab Anna.

-WESTON: Sorry?

I didn't stab Anna.

That's funny, because we found a weapon... ...still in Anna's belly.

Okay, your fingerprints all over it.

And you left the house at 12:30 last night when you said you stayed at home.

I did...leave the house.

You did leave the house, but you didn't stab her?

[ Sighs ] I didn't stab her.

I left the house.

I went to the park.

BELLAMY: Do you always go to the park to score your drugs?

-Yes.

-WESTON: And you heard nothing?

-I heard nothing.

-You saw nothing?

JONES: [ Breathes deeply ] -Did you see anything?

-JONES: No.

So you heard nothing, you saw nothing, you know nothing.

Fantastic.

Okay, here we have where Anna Fisher was stabbed.

And here, 250 yards away, is where Shaun Jones said he scored and smoked his drugs.

250 yards.

"I heard nothing, I saw nothing, I know nothing."

Come on.

Yeah.

Charlie, chase up the CCTV, will you?

I want to know what he was wearing when he left the house.

There might be some evidence on his clothing.

I'm gonna get a search team down there.

-Okay?

-Okay.

When were these taken?

STEELE: Last night.

WESTON: It's a winter coat.

He wasn't wearing a winter coat when I took him in.

So chances are it's still back at his house.

-Let me call the search team.

-Just a second.

Um, this is the CCTV of Anna walking home after school.

There she is.

She's wearing trousers.

So, why was she out in the middle of the night wearing a school skirt?

BELLAMY: I think it's a costume, isn't it?

I mean, she's dressing up.

This.

This is a fantasy.

-Isn't it?

-Yeah.

BELLAMY: Not mine, but it's a fantasy.

But if she'd been gang-raped 24 hours before that, she's not gonna want to go and put on a uniform and dress up for her boyfriend.

No.

It's not for a boyfriend, I don't think.

Okay, what if she's been worked as a prostitute, and she's been forced to wear that?

[ Siren wails ] In the last 24 hours, Max Lowell has received an astonishing amount of phone calls.

I've been going through them for the last half an hour.

1:55 a.m. -- Max makes a phone call to his brother Jason.

STEELE: He didn't mention that earlier.

Six-minute phone call.

We know from hospital CCTV that he arrives at the hospital at 2:09 a.m.

So while he's been on the phone to Jason, he's had Anna in the back of his car, hurrying her to the hospital.

Why would he make that call?

It's also a long call.

-WESTON: Yeah.

-Why would he do that?

I don't know.

Are they sorting out alibis?

So, I want to concentrate on Jason and Max.

Okay?

Are they working as a team using Anna?

Or is one brother covering for the other, then?

I've put in a request for the CCTV from the streets around the block where Jason works, so that might hopefully be helpful, and Tech are still working on the GPS from Max's phone to see where he was when.

We can't talk to Max until the solicitor arrives.

-Nope.

-Okay.

Well, in the meantime, keep digging on Jason.

WESTON: Yep.

I want Carrie's movements, all her whereabouts.

-Okay, Charlie?- -STEELE: Yeah.

Caroline Evans did not get home at 1:30 when she said she did.

This is her on her street at 5:00 a.m. this morning.

So she lied to us.

Why would she do that?

Um, I spoke to Anna's school friends.

They say that Carrie befriended Anna, seemingly quite deliberately, about six months ago.

They don't seem to like her very much -- Carrie, that is.

They say she's into drink and drugs.

She's got some dodgy older boyfriend.

And the two of them, Anna and Carrie, bunk off loads together and get picked up by some guy outside of school, who they just thought was Carrie's boyfriend.

They picked out that car -- make, model, color.

Same as Max's cab.

Is he pimping them out?

I'd like to go speak to Carrie again, if that's all right.

There's loads she wasn't telling me.

Max has been living with Jason since he come back from Thailand.

Jason is married, three kids.

Three girls, aged 9, 13, and 15.

Two of those girls go to the same school as Anna Fisher.

So a potential pedophile is living in a house with three young girls.

-Have we got Jason downstairs?

-WESTON: We do, yeah.

Yeah, I'm gonna go and talk to him.

-Okay.

-I, Carrie.

-BELLAMY: Thanks a lot, guys.

-I'll pop these on the board.

Are you aware that your brother is in custody concerning this case, this case of attempted murder?

No.

Um, no.

I thought that he was just helping you out.

BELLAMY: We are looking at the possibility of him being involved in prostituting young girls.

What?

Eh?

W-What do you mean?

I-I don't get it.

BELLAMY: Did Max call you last night?

Yeah.

Yeah.

He called me around about 2:00... ...telling me about that this sort of girl had approached him and that she was really hurt and she was in a bad way.

I mean, he was really panicked, and he took her to the hospital.

You didn't get the impression that he'd ever met the victim?

No.

Sorry.

What is going on here?

No.

I mean... BELLAMY: Let me repeat -- Your brother may be involved in prostituting young girls.

A young girl, a 13-year-old girl, has been hurt.

My brother loves his nieces, all right?

He's like a second dad.

I mean, this is...

This is ridiculous.

He wouldn't do anything like that.

Max's financial records through.

Jason lodged £2,000 into Max's bank account yesterday morning.

Why?

Okay, let's search the family house.

Charlie, will you speak to Jason's wife and kids, please?

Let's see if they can tell us a bit more than he bloody well did.

-Ma'am.

-[ Police radio chatter ] Laptop found in the bedroom.

Has the kitchen been searched?

OFFICER: The kitchen's clear and been searched, and now the family -- That's all the family in there now.

-STEELE: Hello.

-What's happening?

What are they doing?

They're all through the house.

I just need to ask you a few questions, if that's all right.

None of the kids knows anything about Carrie, but the eldest said that Uncle Max was asking about Anna a couple of days ago.

Also, Jason's wife knows about the money.

Apparently, Jason is paying for Max to resume his travels early.

Mrs. Lowell is not a fan of Uncle Max.

She said Jason's always bailing him out of trouble.

So, okay, Jason is trying to get his brother out of the country as quickly as possible 'cause maybe his little brother is up to no good.

STEELE: Yeah, maybe.

-2 grand is a lot of money.

-Hmm.

We know about a transfer of money from your account to your brother's account.

-Large sum of money -- £2,000.

-Mm-hmm.

Hell of a birthday present.

Wish I had a brother like you.

I understand that your wife said that this money was for traveling.

Yeah, well, you know what these youngsters are like.

They like traveling.

He's been to Thailand.

He's done a couple of cruises.

I mean, that's the life, eh?

It's just you seem very keen to give that sort of money to get him out of the country, perhaps.

And?

And are you worried about what he's doing here?

Listen, I don't understand.

I'm just trying to help me brother out, all right?

I mean, I can't understand what the problem is.

I'm just trying to help out.

Look, you either nick me, or I need to go back to me family and me kids, all right?

Because I'm -- He's me brother.

Wouldn't you do the same for your brother or sister?

Let me tell you -- You are free to go, as you have been from the moment you came in here to talk to us.

However, if you provide me with a false alibi, I will nick you.

[ Door closes ] WESTON: Heard from the hospital.

The victim's awake.

I've got the results from Anna Fisher's physical examination.

Four different DNA samples found, three of which as yet unidentified.

The last one belongs to Nathan Cole, registered sex offender, living in Birmingham.

That's not consensual sex with some lad in the park.

WESTON: And he's got a string of convictions for child pornography -- making and distribution.

[ Monitor beeping ] Thing is, Anna, while you were unconscious, we had to do a full physical examination.

And we know that you were raped by four different men, Anna.

But listen to me.

I need to know who they were.

I don't know what you're talking about.

I haven't been raped.

BELLAMY: Anna, I want you to trust me because the reason I'm here is to help you.

I haven't been raped.

There is no men to find.

There's no men to find 'cause I haven't been raped.

BELLAMY: [ Breathes deeply ] Anna, who made you pregnant?

FISHER: I don't want to talk to you anymore until I've seen Shaun.

Can you leave?!

I don't want to talk to you anymore!

Leave me alone!

Go away!

I mean, we've got Nathan Cole's DNA.

Why wouldn't she give us the name of the other three guys?

She's 13 years old.

Fucking ridiculous.

Maybe Tech can help.

If those nude photos of Anna's were used for advertising, maybe they can trace who they were sent to.

Yeah.

It's looking more and more like an organized-crime group who are possibly trafficking and grooming girls.

Okay, listen.

I want a connection between Max, Shaun, and Nathan Cole.

Yep.

-What happens in Thailand, Max?

-No comment.

-Tell me about Thailand, Max.

-No comment.

No?

Tell me about the £2,000 put into your account by Jason.

MAX: No comment.

You a pedophile?

No comment.

WESTON: TIU have traced the GPS signal of the phone to a bin in the park.

There's Anna's phone.

BELLAMY: That's a rush job putting it in there.

WESTON: Along with a pair of bloodstained blue woolen gloves.

BELLAMY: Oh.

These are the photos taken from Anna's phone.

100 points for anyone who spots the blue woolen gloves worn by Carrie.

Forensics are matching the fibers from the gloves found in the bin to the fibers found on the weapon.

Also matching the blood on the gloves to Anna's blood.

So, do we now think that Carrie stabbed Anna?

And if we do, why has she done it?

Birmingham police have recovered a message on Nathan Cole's laptop that he tried to delete.

It had nude pictures of Anna and of Carrie.

There was also a message -- something about a meeting tonight, although there was no address.

That message was sent from Max Lowell's laptop.

Jesus!

There's a meeting tonight.

With Anna Fisher safe in a hospital bed, -who's Nathan Cole meeting?

-Carrie?

BELLAMY: Okay, I want to get hold of Carrie.

She's in danger, guys.

Carrie's phone is just going to voicemail.

We tried to run a cell site, but no joy.

She must have taken the battery out.

-BELLAMY: Damn.

-Yeah.

Boss, Carrie's foster parents haven't heard from her since 4:00 p.m.

I've put a request out to the council to get all the camera footage in the area.

-BELLAMY: Okay.

-Are you gonna go talk to Max?

BELLAMY: Let's put the screws on him.

Max... ...we know an e-mail was sent from your computer.

No comment.

To Nathan Cole.

Containing nude images of Carrie and Anna.

Arranging a meeting tonight.

Max, we know you're involved in a gang that grooms and rapes children.

Where's the meeting?

-No comment.

-Where's the meeting, Max?

Stop wasting my time, Max!

Where's the meeting?

And where is Carrie?

And what is going to happen tonight?

Do you know what?

I don't actually believe any of your story.

I don't believe that you were just pootling along in your cab, and, "Oh, no, here's a girl."

A stranger that you've never seen before.

A schoolgirl out at that time of night.

And you just were a Good Samaritan.

And this Good Samaritan didn't even call the police.

Let me tell you something.

Anna was eight weeks pregnant when she was stabbed.

She has suffered a miscarriage.

She is underage.

She was also gang-raped by four different men, one of which is a convicted pedophile.

And there are other girls that are out there right now -- tonight, Max, tonight -- that are about to go through this.

Now listen to me.

This is in your hands.

You have already fucked up!

I never took Jason to work.

He told me to go and pick Anna up... from the park and take her to A&E.

I had no idea what Jason was doing.

I just picked the girls up and dropped them off.

You had no idea what was happening?

I knew my brother was playing about with... [Sighs] You know -- having an affair.

But I didn't, you know... I-I managed to...

They were all...

I thought they were of age.

And then Anna...

I found out that she's in the same year as my niece.

Why didn't you tackle your brother then?

MAX: I tried to talk to him about it, but he wouldn't listen.

He never does.

He's never fucking listened to me.

Yeah, but with something as serious as that... these young girls... you didn't say to him at any point, "What are you doing?"

-I did!

I tried to do that!

-"This is wrong."

And is that when he tried to pay you off, get rid of you, give you 2 grand to just disappear?

That's what he wanted, yeah.

Where did you drop off the girls?

Where did you drop them?

Anna?

Carrie?

-Each time?

-Different places every time.

-Any one address?

-MAX: Look.

Look, Jase had some arrangement with the management company.

-I don't know.

-Who?

Who?

MAX: I don't know!

He's my big brother.

Team, we definitely know that we're dealing with a grooming gang.

They're meeting tonight.

I've got a list of possible venues that they'll be at, offices.

I don't know which one Jason is gonna be using.

That's what we need to locate.

I will find the nearest car to Jason's house to get them to go 'round and see if he's still there.

Okay, I'll phone the management company, pretend I'm looking for some office space, see if any empty offices are available.

Okay.

I'm gonna go to Anna and see if she knows where they're meeting.

Anna... we know everything about Jason now, okay?

It's all my fault.

BELLAMY: It's not your fault, but you can say it.

I'm so sorry.

You don't need to say sorry.

love.

It's not your fault.

It is.

It's my fault.

-It's not.

-It is.

JONES: It's not.

BELLAMY: This is the thing that I really need to know so that other people aren't gonna get hurt like you.

So...was it in a building?

Was it in the park?

You tell me.

It would be... in, like... empty offices.

BELLAMY: Same office?

Each time?

There was different ones.

Anna, think.

Was there anything about where they took you that you can help me?

No.

No, I don't think so.

I'm sorry.

I don't know.

I'm sorry.

Jason's management company only has one completely empty office block tonight.

-That's our venue.

-Okay, I'll get the woodies.

Let's jack up a raid.

[ Siren wailing ] [ Engine starts ] [ Whispering ] Watch it, love.

Okay.

Hold.

Right.

Very quiet.

They're just over here.

Okay.

Eyes on, eyes on.

Strike!

Strike!

Strike!

Police!

Come on!

Stand still!

[ Indistinct shouting ] [ Screaming ] OFFICER: On the ground!

Get on the ground!

Can we get the runner?

[ Shouting continues ] WESTON: Do you understand?

OFFICER: Calm down!

-WESTON: Is everybody okay?

-OFFICER #2: What?

BELLAMY: Is that everyone?

Charlie, head count!

STEELE: Stand up!

Two, three.

Um... Tell me about how you know Jason.

Jason is my boyfriend.

[ Sniffles ] He's been my boyfriend for four years, and he's been the best thing that ever happened to me.

So he's been your boyfriend -since you were about 12?

-Yeah.

That's about when you went into care, right?

Yeah.

STEELE: How did you meet him?

Um, when I was at the shopping center with some of my friends.

STEELE: Okay.

He just came up and spoke to you?

You went and spoke to him?

No, he came up to me.

Said I was the prettiest one out of all of them, so...

Okay.

Did you see each other often?

I mean every day?

Every week?

-Every other day, mostly.

-Okay.

What kind of stuff did you get up to?

He took me out to eat.

Went to the cinema.

-Okay.

-Took me shopping.

Stuff like that, like.

Buy you a lot of nice stuff?

[ Sniffles ] Dresses and shoes and stuff, iPod.

Did you... stab Anna to protect Jason?

Anna was an accident.

We was messing around, and...

Protect Jason?

What are you talking about?

STEELE: Well, you must have known that Anna couldn't keep her pregnancy a secret for very long.

And when it did come out, then Jason would be exposed as the father.

Jason is not the father!

He's my boyfriend.

He loves me.

He can't be the father of her baby.

He is.

How do you know that?

We've had some DNA tests carried out, and he definitely is.

Like, definitely?

STEELE: Yeah.

I'm really sorry, Carrie.

Um... [ Crying ] STEELE: So, tell me about what happened.

She only did it 'cause she was scared of Jason -- of what he might say when he found out I was pregnant.

'Cause we both knew he was gonna be really angry about it.

And she was telling me I had to get rid of it.

But I didn't know what to do because part of me didn't want to, but I knew I had to, and I felt like I was under so much pressure.

And then, I tried to get her to back off, and I pulled out a knife, and...

It was just... We had a fight, and... -[ Breathes sharply ] -It's all right.

FISHER: The knife ended up in me.

And she called Jason for help.

-It's okay.

-STEELE: Okay.

JASON: I told you -- they didn't tell me.

They didn't tell me how old they were.

They swore to me that they were 18.

WESTON: 18?

Do they look 18?

-Well, I [Sighs] -WESTON: Hmm?

I thought that they were 18.

That's what they said.

If a couple of girls come up to you, and they said they were 18, and you fancied a bit, what...

I'd probably see the Peppa Pig rucksack and say, "Do you know what?

No, not tonight."

Okay, Jason, this is what you're guilty of.

You're guilty of grooming children, okay?

Girls, as young as 13.

You're guilty of raping children.

Vaginal, anal, oral, sexually penetrative acts.

I've got to tell you, I didn't know how old they were.

Internal bleeding, they're suffering.

External tears.

Have you anything to say?

I mean, you haven't even said sorry.

How many times have I got to repeat to you that... Jason, imagine they were your daughters.

You've got three beautiful girls, haven't you?

Don't fucking start.

Don't you start about my girls.

Do your girls go to those bars, as well?

No, my girls are good girls.

They're not like this fucking street trash.

They got no parents.

The parents don't love them.

The government don't -- You don't fucking love them!

You brought someone else's girls into it, though, didn't you?

Someone else's daughters.

Didn't mind doing that.

They were good girls, too.

WESTON: They in the same school as your daughters?

Same school.

School run -- Did you see them?

Hopscotch?

Hmm?

Skipping?

Hmm?

No comment.

Hey, Boss.

-Hey.

-You okay?

-Yeah, I'm good.

You?

-Yeah.

Listen, I'm really sorry about what happened earlier on with Shaun.

I just -- He just gave me nothing.

I thought it was a way of breaking him.

I know now it was wrong and you were right, and I'm just sorry I put you in that position.

BELLAMY: I just think our cells are packed full of people who haven't had a second chance, that's all.

Sometimes people deserve another look.

Do you know what I'm saying?

WESTON: Yep.

I do now.

I just... BELLAMY: You're a bloody good detective, Jack.

-You know it.

-[ Chuckles ] BELLAMY: And one day, you'll be doing my job.

It's just... your emotions get in the way sometimes, that's all.

I got to shout at someone.

I don't know.

Stop being so premenstrual or something, whatever it is.

Do you know what I mean?

Is it a full moon?

-I don't know what it is.

-You're the second person that's described me like that today.

You coming down?

Be down in a minute.

WESTON: You sure?

Kettle on?

See you later.

Thought you were coming for a hug.

WESTON: What?

I thought you were coming for a hug.

WESTON: I want to keep you wanting more.

BELLAMY: [ Chuckles ]