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Chapter 1: What happened to Mo after the hit and run?
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Go around me. Moe, Moe. What the? He rammed me. What? He's trying to kill me. What? Kill you? Moe, what's going on? Moe. I knew it. Mo, I knew it, see?
And you weren't there when it happened. Unidentified black male, likely between the ages of... Tall pizzas.
I just want to know who punched you. I've been here ten years, don't remember you. His hand. Who are you? The plaster. Slow. Bro! What was that? You there? Yo, Allah, Mo! Come on, bro, say something. Mo! Mo! See, I told you it was one of them e-bikes. Just hurry up, man.
It's battered. Well, just leave it then, innit? Yo, these skid marks are mad. You mean tyre marks. What? Skid marks is what you still leave behind in your eye frowns. Shut up, man.
Hello! Bruv, what are you doing? You blind? There was obviously a crash in there. Someone could be out there. And? What were you supposed to do about it? Yo!
Is anyone out there?
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Chapter 2: How does Mo plan to communicate with Omar about the incident?
St. David's Hospital. How are you feeling now? You're out for a while. If you're feeling up to it, I'd like to ask you a few questions about what happened. Am I under arrest? No. Why would you think you're... I don't know. I'm sorry, I'm just a little bit... This won't take long. We believe you were involved in a hit-and-run incident. Now the good news is, you're alive.
And aside from some bruising and mild concussion, the doctor informed me that you're going to be fine. With a bit of rest. The bad news? The bad news is, down that stretch of the old Newport Road where the accident took place, there's no cameras. So anything you might recall, anything at all... I'm sorry, it's just all a blur right now. It's okay. Where were you going the night of the crash?
Ah, I was on... I was on my way home. To my family. I see. Well, it's unfortunate that that curry didn't make it to them. I've been through your records, Mohammed. I know your status. You know you're not supposed to be working. I wasn't. I told you I was going home.
Mm-hmm. So you didn't get a look at the car, the make, colour, licence plate?
It was silver, I think. But that's it. That's all I can remember. Can you think of any reason someone would have done this intentionally? No. All right. Well, if someone does come back to you, give me a call. Yeah. Thank you. Yo, yo, yo, yo, brother, what are you doing? What are you doing? You can't be playing a game of Operation on yourself, cuz. Them troops was doing stuff, you know?
I'm having an operation?
No, bro. Operation. It was a game. Forget it, Henry.
How did you know I was here?
Bro, how do you think you got here? You said you was heading up to St Melon's doing a delivery, innit? Brother, I never had to call police before ever in my life or it felt proper weird.
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Chapter 3: What challenges does Mo face while recovering in the hospital?
What? The license plate. You got a license plate? Have you? Some of it. Slow. Bro, I'm doing the limit. No, the license plate. It said slow or 5L0W. And what did the police say about that? I didn't tell him. What? Why not? Rosa Brennan, the woman from the news. I delivered to her house the day she was killed. What? I found her body. Wait, what? You found her body? Someone killed her, Omar.
She was on the floor, not hanging like they said on the news. But I panicked. Whoa, whoa, whoa, slow down, slow down. You're the one driving. No, just slow down with what you're telling me, bro. They'll know who was there from the app. No, no, no, no, no. I deleted the app from her phone. And then I ran. Ugh. I can't talk to the police. They will think I did it. You're the black man on the CCTV?
Yeah.
After the emergence of video footage showing an unidentified black male at the crime scene around the time of the death, as well as the dismissal of the pathologist which led to the reopening of the case, tensions have been growing in the Cardiff area and there have been calls from the public to exhume the body of Mrs Brennan. for a second autopsy to be performed.
The police have made a statement saying, exhuming a body is always the very last resort as this comes at great expense and is potentially very traumatic for the family of the deceased. As of now, we are working with the evidence we have and are continuing to conduct our investigation.
They can't dig her up. Surely not. Why can't they just let the poor woman rest in peace? I imagine them pulling her out of the ground, sliding her coffin into the back of a van, leaving the grave wide open, maybe for a different body. Open for me. The spot is busy again, but people are not hanging around much. They're just picking up orders and leaving.
62!
Omar, are you going to say anything?
63!
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Chapter 4: How does the police investigation affect Mo's situation?
You think that don't have repercussions on the rest of us? Yeah, but... On me? I didn't do anything. Exactly, bro. You didn't do anything. You were just thinking about yourself.
Bro, it's not too late. Go and tell him the truth. They will lock me up. You don't know that. You want me to sit around and find out, huh? Now, are you going to help me find who tried to kill me or not?
I gave you my advice. Now I gotta go and feed my family, yeah? Maybe you should go and see yours.
Autoliitto auttaa. MƶkillƤ, tien pƤƤllƤ, lofoteilla. Autoliitto auttaa. JƤƤtƶlƶ sulaa. Nuolaisen ennen kuin tipahtaa. Jos mutki on matkassa, Autoliitto auttaa. MissƤ ja milloin vain. Liity plus jƤseneksi autoliitto.fi. The spot is about 20 minute walk from the flat.
Luckily. Cause my bike, it wasn't as lucky as me. Don't even know what to tell the guy I got it from. That bike you're renting me so I can work illegally? Yeah. I lost it while being chased by a murderer, then woke up and gave police an interview. Sorry, can I have another one, please? Every car that passes could be Willis. Or Henry. Without my bike, I'm a sleeping duck.
All I can do is scan every number plate that drives that little bit too close to me. J-U-5-1. No. D-1-3-M. No. I-8-8-4. No. After a while, I stop scanning. I go somewhere else and think, where is Rosa right now? Still in her coffin, eyes wide open. Or maybe she's that woman in the red coat who just crossed the road when she saw me.
Or that guy sat in the white van, choking on his bacon sandwich just because his mate just told a racist joke. Something about me crossing two seas to get here and all of that water still not being enough to wash me clean. Or maybe she's one of these school kids running straight at me. She's none of those people. She's still lying on the cold kitchen floor staring at me.
Just slow your breathing more. You're okay. You're home. See? There's the door. Just breathe. You're home. Okay? Okay? And then I see it. A big silver car parked right outside our flat. Black windows. You cannot see inside. And the license plate. Five, L, O, W. Slow. They're here.
Mohamed, oh my son, how did you get? I called the hospital but they said, it's fine, it's fine, you're home now. Mohammed, you look like you have seen a ghost. What's wrong, my son? I... Just... I... Come. Come, you have been through so much. I... There's someone inside who wants to see you.
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Chapter 5: What clues does Mo recall about the hit-and-run incident?
I miss you so much, brother. I miss you too. You OK? We came to see you, but you're sleeping and snoring, just like you do at home. And the other people were staring at you, but I said I'm used to it. He does that at home. Why do you have to embarrass me like that? What? Ellie? Hi. Welcome home. What are you doing here? Mohamed, is that any way to talk to a lady? That's OK.
I wouldn't go as far as calling me lady anyway. I'm so sorry. It seems my only son left his manor back in that hospital.
Is that... What? Is that your car outside? The big silver one? Yeah. Yeah, well, it's my dad's. Mine's in the garage. Oh, OK. Why are you wasting this girl's time asking her about cars? Is something wrong with your head? I mean, I do still have a concussion. Ah, so concussion make you rude. I'm sorry, I should have called first.
I did call when you were in the hospital and your mum told me what happened. My God. What? You said a bad word. Now you have to say a prayer and ask for forgiveness. Oh, I'm sorry, Amna. Come, Amna, stir the dakwah. Leave Mohammed with his friend.
Hey, by the way, I love your name, Amna. It means fire. It doesn't mean that. It means protect. Well, fire can protect if you're using it against life.
So how do you feel? I can't believe you're home already. It sounded scary. Who told you I was in hospital? Your mum. I called you a bunch of times because I felt bad about how we left it at school. And eventually your mum picked up. Told me what happened. Yeah. I felt bad also. You seemed very upset.
Yeah.
It's because I was. Was it okay driving your dad's car home? Quite a beast to drive, I can imagine. Oh, no, no. My Fiat went into the garage yesterday. So I've only had my dad's car since this morning. I stare at her, waiting for a twitch, a blink, anything to tell me she's lying.
But instead, she does one of those half-smiles, the one that makes her freckles move closer together and her eyes shine brighter. It's obvious. She doesn't know. Doesn't know it was her dad who tried to kill me. Mo, what's wrong? I've just been getting these headaches since I woke up. What did the police say? That it was a hit and run. Bastards. Who does something like that?
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Chapter 6: How does Mo connect his experience to Rosa's murder?
Well, thank God you're okay. Apart from the headaches. So, um... Mo, I've been thinking... Maybe we shouldn't go any further with what we were doing. What were we doing? Searching for Rosa's murderer. Oh, yes. Yes. Yes, of course. What did you think I meant? I don't know. Anyway, yeah, go on. As I was driving home after the memorial, I couldn't breathe. I could not breathe.
I guess I was having a panic attack. No, I know. I was. It wasn't my first. It wasn't even my 51st. My eyes filled up. I couldn't see the road. So I pulled into a KFC car park for, I don't know, like 20 minutes, just crying and screaming, feeling nothing but hate. Like if I had a gun, I would have turned around, gone straight back to that school and shot the Parnells on sight.
Henry, Ryan, that teacher, anyone. Anyone who came near me, looked at me or even smiled at me, I would have shot them, killed them easy. I hate them. I hated them. All of them. Everyone. Then I remembered something my first therapist told me. It was like one of the only things she said that made any sense to me. She said, depression is hate turned inwards. I'm depressed, Mo. I'm so depressed.
It comes from anger and sadness. And it came after my mum died. My real mum. When I was like 12. Cancer didn't care that I was 12, it just took her anyway. Left me and dad alone. Why does the universe keep taking my mum? She's rubbing her necklace between her fingers. Like a baby sucking on a dummy for comfort. Or strength. I'm sorry. I wanted to destroy the Parnells.
Not for justice, but for revenge. It was only going to destroy me I need to let the police do their jobs. And I need to get back on with my life. I mean, who the hell did I think I was, eh? I'm a bloody lifeguard at a council-run legislature. Who's going to clean all that 11-year-old urine out the pool if I'm running around like a vigilante?
I meant urine from an 11-year-old, not urine that's been there for 11 years. Yeah, I understood. Okay, okay, good. Also... What? I don't know, when they released that image on the news of that guy with the afro outside the house, I just thought, OK, sure, it could be a black guy who did it, yeah. One of the Pennells' little runners or whatever.
But now I'm out here hunting a random black guy, which feels a bit, you know... Like, that could easily have been someone just like you. A courier delivering to the wrong address, right? And now I'm hunting you. Mm-hmm. She grabs my hand. I don't know if it's to make me feel safe or make sure I can't run. Am I making any sense, like, at all? Yeah.
I was so scared when I heard what happened to you. And even though I think we should stop what we were doing, I don't want to stop what we were doing. She has my other hand. As soon as I look up, she's already leaning in, tilting her head as her eyelids slowly shut. Amna, why do you come in flying like a crazy person? Why are you cussing? What? No. Amna, Amna, keep your voice down. I mean it.
Can I show you something? What? My project. What project?
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Chapter 7: What internal struggles does Mo express during his recovery?
My art project for school. I told you about it. Oh, yeah, yes, of course. Yeah, I remember. Is it finished? Can I see it too? Okay, but you have to close your eyes, both of you. Okay, done. Ready and open.
Open.
Amla, this is incredible. Did you make it all on your own? Yes. Mama helped me a little. What's this supposed to be? It's our community. I won first prize for it. A new pencil case. You did? Yes. Amna, this is so good. You're really talented. Is that supposed to be me? No, that one's you, the small one.
Everyone in the community was asking after you, Mohammed. Praying for you, bringing us food.
Really?
So much food.
So much food. That's amazing. Sounds like you've got really amazing neighbours. Yep. Why don't you give us a tour? Oh yeah, please. Okay, I'll show you. But don't touch anything. It's fragile. Okay, so these are the speed bumps. The egg carton. Yep, and these are the street lights. I use tinfoil and battery candlelight. So good.
Here's the zebra crossing outside of school, but I call it the tiger crossing. You know, I think orange and white is so much better than black and white. I do too. And here is where Mohammed and his friends wait for deliveries. What's this bit? A receipt.
authentic that was still on one of the pizza boxes muhammad bang home hey that's my address ellie looks at me as if for the very first time are you okay dear i've got to go ellie wait it's not what you think ellie get away from me no oh no
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