Secret Smile Page #9

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She sounded really upset.

Leave it. It's difficult,

but I've moved on. So should you.

I feel like I'm standing on a riverbank,

watching someone drown.

I can't do it.

- Security

- I'm here to see Naomi Stone, Flat 23.

Right you are

Hello?

See you later.

Hello?

- Get out of there Miranda

- What?

Meet me at the end of the road

She's made our life a misery.

Well, we'll have a word with her, sir.

- What the hell's going on?

- Sorry. He made me call you.

Well, get in!

Look, you were right about him. Since the

day you came, he completely changed.

Last night,

he locked me in the bathroom all night,

just cos I talked to a mate on the phone.

He says if I ever leave,

he'll punish me the way he punished you.

Does he hit you?

Nothing that'll show.

He's careful.

I'm just so scared.

I don't know what I'm going to do.

Go to the police.

They didn't believe you.

They're not going to believe me.

Anyway, he'll come after me.

You know what he's like.

Well, you'll have to go back there tonight,

so he doesn't suspect anything -

until we figure out where you can go.

OK.

Ooh!

Where have you been?

Someone called in sick. I had to cover.

So, how did it go with Miranda?

When we got here, she was gone.

Maybe we should just leave it at that.

You've got the court order.

I doubt she'll come back again.

Ow!

Did you warn her?

Of course not.

Oh, could you get that, Kerry?

Hello?

Miranda?

No, it's Kerry her sister

Can I speak to Miranda? It's Naomi Stone.

- Er... yeah, it's just we're sort of...

- It's kind of urgent

Hold on.

Come on up.

She's in the lounge.

Are you all right?

I know you told me to stay put,

but he's got much worse.

He's going through my e-mails, texts,

everything.

Oh, my God.

Does he know you've gone?

No, but he will when he gets home.

- Can I stay here?

- Sure.

No. No, this is the first place he'll look.

Can't you stay with your parents or?

No, they moved to Australia, ages ago

- What about your place, Kerry?

- Er... yeah. Sure.

- Well, I don't want to impose.

- No. No, it's... fine.

Right. I'll get these.

- Are you not coming in?

- No. Mick's coming, to take my stuff to storage.

Come straight back.

- See you later.

- OK.

All right.

Kerry, it's me. Mick's been delayed,

so I'm going to stay here tonight.

Don't worry about me.

It'll be fine. Honestly.

Look I'll call you by nine o'clock

tomorrow morning. OK?

Look, thanks so much for this.

Bye-bye.

- Where's Naomi?

- How should I know?

She's not here.

Don't be stupid.

You've been in contact, haven't you?

Comparing notes.

Why would I do that?

She tried to set me up.

Here, have a drink.

You want to lighten up, Brendan.

You don't want to lose control.

Cheers.

So, where are you going to live?

Erm...

I'm going to stay with my mum and dad for a bit.

No house,

no job,

no boyfriend.

I'll survive.

You said that when you chucked me out.

Still here.

Just.

I was thinking on the way,

do I regret meeting you or not?

And do you?

No.

Although you have pushed me into

some stuff I wouldn't normally do.

Like what?

You know.

Do you remember that first night I came here?

Do you remember?

We couldn't get enough of each other.

I remember.

It was good, wasn't it?

What are you doing here? What do you want?

I came to say goodbye.

Get off me!

Oh, Mirrie...

you don't mean that.

Yes, I do.

No!

Get off!

No! No!

- Mirrie, sh!

- Argh!

No!

- Sh-sh-sh!

- Stop it!

No!

No!

Yes! That's it.

Sh! Sh!

Stop it.

Arrrgh!

Mirrie!

Go away! Go away!

Get off me!

Go away!

Argh!

I can't let you go, Miranda.

Argh! Get away! Get away!

Is there a lot there, Mick?

No. Just some small stuff today.

Taking it to her parents' place in Ealing.

- Didn't finish till nine last night.

- I had a late one, too.

Miranda?

She said she'd be here this morning.

Blimey. Must have been some party.

It's gone straight to voicemail.

I suppose we'd better make a start.

Just going for a quick piss.

Sh*t.

Oh, this is Naomi, a friend of Miranda's.

Erm... you haven't heard from Miranda?

She hasn't popped round?

- That'll be her now.

- Probably.

She just said she'd call

and she's not answering her phone.

Mr Cotton. DC Rob Pryor.

Do you remember me?

We had a call from a Mr Mick Mason

this morning.

He had an arrangement to meet your daughter

at her flat and she didn't turn up.

Well, where is she? I mean, she was supposed

to have moved her stuff out of the flat today.

- She can't just have disappeared.

- I'm sure there's no need to worry.

- People go missing...

- No, it's Brendan.

Brendan?

He told me last week that if I left him...

...he'd come after me.

He'd know where I'd gone

and he'd find us and kill us both.

Morning, Rob.

- Mr Brendan Block?

- Yeah?

I'm Detective Inspector Jean Holmes.

May we come in?

Brendan Block, I'm arresting you on

suspicion of the murder of Miranda Cotton.

- Miranda?

- You don't have to say anything,

- but it may harm your defence...

- What's happened?

- That should do it. Can you do the bags?

- Yeah, one by one.

- Cuff him.

- I need to speak to my lawyer.

Hold your hands up, sir, please.

Rob, what the f*** is going on here?

Rob, will you sort out the interview room?

Tell me when it's ready.

I'll get the paperwork.

Right. Let's get started, shall we?

This interview is being taped at Brentford

Police Station. The time is 17:10.

Now, Mr Block, can you tell me

what happened last night?

- I went to her flat.

- How did you get in?

She let me in. She was moving out.

I thought it would be friendly to say goodbye.

We drank wine.

Things progressed from there.

What exactly do you mean by that?

We had sex, which she instigated.

Where?

In her living room. I crashed out

afterwards, I woke up, she was gone.

Gone?

She wasn't in the flat.

Didn't you find that a bit strange?

She's an unpredictable person.

I got up and left.

We found blood...

on the carpet in the bathroom.

A lot of it.

Can you account for that?

No.

- Are you sure the sex was consensual?

- Absolutely.

Last night Miranda Cotton

a 30-year-old architect

- disappeared from her flat in Acton

- I'll get it.

- Police found blood stains

and are currently questioning a man

who visited her there last night

Anyone who saw Miranda last night

or who saw anything suspicious

please ring this number

Your call will be treated...

This is Detective Inspector Jean Holmes.

We have arrested Mr Brendan Block,

but he is denying everything,

saying he went round to see her,

she let him in, they had sex, he left.

Miranda would never have

let him into her flat.

She knew he was dangerous.

- There's no sign of forced entry.

- Well...

He used to have a set of keys.

Maybe he never gave them back.

You lied. You've got keys to Miranda's flat.

- No, I haven't. She let me in.

- You let yourself in and raped her.

No.

You must feel awful. You meant to

have sex with her, not kill her.

We had consensual sex,

which she instigated.

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