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The walking chore.

I refuse to believe that someone paid that drip, Alan, to murder a woman and

nearly kill another because some idiot is pissed off about a missing car.

So they killed the wrong Sonia? The wrong woman.

We've, um, got the guy in custody.

Wow.

Allegiant. We still don't know what it's about, though. Alan indicated that you

organised money to cover a head on a woman.

I don't know anything about that. All our evidence points to an unknown Mr Big

Tight Piggot.

Because Sonia was not the target.

They got the wrong person, Mike. There was also a transfer of 50 grand around

the time of Sonia's murder.

So she paid for the car and the hit.

Molly.

Okay.

We are good to go.

On arriving, Detective O 'Rourke and I found this door ajar. Now, the locks are

intact, no sign of forced entry.

So there's a chance she knew the intruder, let them in herself.

Nice observation, Detective.

Now, this print has been removed from the wall, torn apart.

Come on in.

Now, if you have a look here, you'll notice that the... Oh, shit, shit.

shit.

One sec.

Hey, Hannah.

No, no, I can't right now.

I'm at a crime scene.

Yeah.

I've got to go.

Bye.

Sorry.

Don't ever apologise for having a life, mate.

Appears to have been a hurried search through the entire premises.

Come into the kitchen.

Can you ask the local police to let her sons know and keep the details out of

the media, Maya? Just a simple more -to -come statement?

Okay.

Okay?

Main struggle between the offender and the victim appears to have happened

She has a large gas in the side of her head, probably caused by that.

They've left her here while they turn the place over.

She crawls all the way to the bathroom.

She locks the door.

They smash the door in when they realise she's moved from the floor.

Pressure marks to the throat.

I mean, she was probably fairly incapacitated after the blow to the

still takes quite a deal of force to strangle someone to death.

And you have to watch them while you do it. Yeah.

I mean, there's no mistaking who they want to dead this time.

Hey, time to move her out, guys.

Oh, excuse me. Hey, Rose.

Yeah?

Camille had a red phone when we were here the other day. Have you guys

it anywhere?

Um, no.

No phones, no computers, no tech left on the property at all, actually.

Oh, Wilson's gone.

Yeah.

Anyway, is the pet cam still here?

Yeah.

This is the only tech left on the property. They've cleaned it right now.

this is linked back to Sonia being killed, then it fits with an overall

good planning when the pressure is on.

Yeah. But you don't hire a hitman to strangle someone.

This is personal.

She knew who was behind the murder of Sonia Matthews.

And now they've shut her up.

Camille was a professional money launderer on a large scale.

She ran crews in multiple gaming venues across the city. They show up each day

around midday and start their shift.

But she cycled through them, so it's rarely the exact same team on any shift.

Eventually, after a few hours, one of them inevitably wins the jackpot.

Camille takes the winning tab and cashes it in at the cashier.

What are the numbers?

On this occasion, they put about 55 grand through the machine, came away

47. Two or three days a week over a year, it's upwards of $5 million per

Multiply it by 10, that's up to $50 million a year.

And for a 15 % tax, walks away with freshly cleaned money.

I mean, this is sophisticated, organised crime.

Let's focus on where the dirty money is coming from, because there was no way

she was working alone.

Okay, give me the details.

Look, I know you had a soft spot for Camille, but I can't have you going off

half -cocked. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

I mean, how do you know she'd been killed?

Someone texted me.

Because, you know, you spoke to her in the first place. She gave you the guns.

Yeah, and I gave it straight to you. So I just don't understand why you didn't

tell her she was a money launderer. I mean, it's just huge. Keith, she's

50 grand through the pokies at a time.

Do you think she had any inkling you were a police officer?

Why don't you ask me that?

I'm risking my neck. Look at me.

I am looking at you.

You know, she had something on whoever did this. Some information to keep her

safe. I don't know, like... Potentially exposing an undercover cop.

How long have we been mates for, Holmes?

I don't kill women.

That's our measure of a good guy, huh?

Oh.

Oh, sorry.

Last time you were burping like that, you were preggers.

Oh, shit.

Yeah, don't... Keep it to yourself.

Look,

I think she's fallen out with a business partner because of the Sonia Matthews

murder.

Oh, then, well, look, I'll start seeing if I can find who Camille was drawing

her money for.

So the pet cam company was able to give me access to their account.

What is that?

That's the back of the TV.

Now, it sounds like she managed to switch it on once she locked herself in

bathroom. It's faint, though.

That's the bathroom door being smashed in.

And this is him leaving.

Black jeans,

gloved hand.

So what's he saying to her?

I've tried to clean it up, taken out some of the sounds of her resisting.

Spit it out?

You stupid bitch.

Spit it out and then tell me where it is.

Or he was being literal.

We recovered a DNA sample from under her right index finger, which...

Isn't surprising given it was a strangulation.

She likely scratched her attacker's face as he was squeezing the, you know, life

out of her.

Yeah, fought to her last breath. Oh, yeah.

But unfortunately, the DNA doesn't match anyone on our database.

Right side.

We did a full body scan after you rang in. Yeah, you were right. There was

something weird. Take a look at this.

This is her stomach content.

See this lump?

It looks like a rock.

Yeah, it's actually soap.

She swallowed the soap?

Technically, yes.

But hidden inside the soap was a little something else.

Ta -da.

Maybe he didn't go there to kill her.

Lost his crap when she put it in her mouth.

Still murder.

Yeah, but to go back to your earlier point, he's making a mistake, getting

of control.

Might be experiencing a psychotic break of some sort. No, no, no.

No, these are just the actions of some arrogant grub. It's a person who feels

entitled.

There's a number on the back.

This is a registered key.

Someone will have a record of it. Her sons might have some insight into who

was working for.

Hi, Michael.

Michael Burney.

Yes, sir.

I'm Detective O 'Rourke from Homicide. I'm sorry to intrude at such a difficult

time. Just hoping for a few minutes to talk about what happened to your mother,

Camille, last night.

Hey, careful. Hey, easy, man.

Kiss my ass, cockwombles.

Um, so you're the cockwomble, or am I?

Oh, really?

Great. Can you tell me what the key belongs to?

Okay.

Did she mention what she wanted it for?

Not fair enough.

Okay,

could you send me that receipt? Just text it to this number.

Thank you.

Okay. We'll go to Locksmith.

She bought a lockbox.

Looks like the weapon's safe in the back of our car.

Yeah, a gun would make an excellent insurance policy.

You're not coming in.

That's fine.

We just want to know if you can help us understand what might have happened to

your mum.

Give me a name and I'll give you an opinion on it. Okay, come on, Dion. You

don't need to stuff us around. We know what your mum was doing.

Mum kept us away from all that. So you never even heard her say a name. She

never shared any concerns about people she was working with. Maybe she fell out

with someone recently.

Look, she dropped by yesterday, wanted to talk, but I had a girl coming over

I just wanted to get rid of mum.

Did someone threaten her?

I don't know.

She did leave an envelope of cash on the table.

Said I should buy something for my kids.

Okay. Was she in touch with anyone else recently?

Didn't have a lot of mates.

But she did check in on her aunt, Geraldine. Lives out at Montalbert in an

-person home.

All right.

Did you ever feel with anything like this?

Hey, Maya, can you guys go out to Mont Albert with me?

Holly, can we chat about that intel you just had? Right now?

Now, if you don't mind, yeah.

Okay.

Okay, sorry.

We should combine teams to deal with this.

No, I have to remain focused or Camille... No, no, but hear me out.

We pool our resources.

Create a unit that you and I oversee together.

And we start with the workers at the bottom of the ladder, like her pokey

We've already spoken to them. They've got nothing to do with it.

Depends how you frame it. You give them the option to talk or face a conspiracy

to murder charge.

Dylan, I am not using a baby to break down a crime network.

My main focus is the victims, Sonia Matthews and now Camille.

What was so funny?

You said you're not using a baby to... No, I meant murder.

Yeah, I know.

Hey, listen, Luke called.

He was actually quite reasonable after he told me I'd desecrated the memory of

my dead wife.

Was he just venting or did he want something?

He asked me if I loved you.

Well, it's great that you two talk.

Is that a no then?

To us?

Combining our units.

Camille asked her aunt to look after it for a few days.

Okay, here goes.

It's a property title for a piece of land.

Wow. So this is what Camille had on him. Mr. Big's crop.

100.

By my calculations, we're looking at about 8 ,000 plants. Now, that's $10

million, maybe more.

So this is where the money's coming from?

Yeah. Hey, how'd you go chasing that company name on the title?

And this list of fake names.

Camille's done a very nice job of hiding any connection to a real living,

breathing person.

Well, we let this sit.

We continue trying to ID the killer, and then we come back to the crop as

supporting evidence.

I'll organise a surveillance crew to keep an eye on the farm. All right, and

you keep working on that name? She's got to have used it for something other

than just the farm. Night.

Hey, um... Yes? Holly, do you have a minute?

I'm sorry. I know that you're really busy and everyone always wants something

from you and you are balancing a lot right now. Okay, you just need to say

Maya. I can do more.

A lot more.

Okay.

You've made Gabe permanent.

Jared rides with you all the time, but I'm stuck here doing the ladies' work

while you guys run around doing the fun stuff and high -fiving each other.

I'm sorry. I'm not... Do not say sorry.

I mean, you could be running your own homicide team, Maya, and at the very

least, you should become a sergeant.

Get your papers organized, and I'll speak to Kirsten.

Great. Thank you. Okay.

Is that my makeup?

It's all right. I'm only using the good stuff. Nice.

Dad's here.

Bedroom.

Thai food for dinner?

Mm -hmm. You done? Need to do something with this hair.

Oh, come on.

I mean, you haven't worn those in years.

I'm glad you're here.

The Butterfield, Kate.

I'm going to need it back.

Sure, thanks.

And this is also for you.

It's a 50 -50 split.

You can stay here. I'll take the apartment.

We don't have to sign anything right now. It's just a starting off point.

So you're really going for good?

Yeah. And Alice?

I think we should talk to her, see what she's comfortable with.

Well, I have no issues with sharing custody. I mean, she needs both of us.

Good.

Finally, something we can both agree on.

Can you not wheel the suitcase out in front of her, please?

I'm going to take it to get some fish and chips.

Bear can put it in the car while we're gone.

What?

You're so pleased with yourself, aren't you?

Does this look like I'm disposing of a body?

Was that what I did?

Did I just kill my marriage?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Pretty much.

You're not the first person to get divorced, so it wouldn't be too hard on

yourself.

First time for me.

What's this?

Just me sticking my nose in where it doesn't belong.

You know that liquid eyeliner is waterproof?

Well, I wasn't planning on crying.

Were you?

It's impossible to get off.

This is interesting.

The name on the grow property title appears on an old building permit for an

aged care facility.

The one Camille's aunt was in.

Geraldine? Yeah.

Le Guin Holdings applied to demolish certain sections of the building in

This could be how they made the money legit.

Raised capital through the cannabis, swashed it through the pokies, bought an

old person's home.

She wouldn't have gotten away with using an alias for everything, though.

Are there any other names associated with the care facilities that we can

Banjo Patterson. That's fake.

Boris Yeltsin.

Fake as.

Hannah Curry.

Is he a singer?

Um, I'll be back in a sec.

Get some munchies.

Hey, Anna.

Hey, you made it.

Okay, you're going to love this.

All the cards look the same.

Come on.

It's a dream come true.

Hey, can I talk to you for a sec?

Yeah.

What's up?

I need to ask you something.

Just how serious.

Have you ever repeated anything?

Like what?

Like just some of the stuff about the case that I'm working on.

No.

I don't think so.

Okay, so you didn't tell anyone that we arrested the hitman?

Just your name is in one of our files.

What?

Gabe, I'm a student. Yeah, well, apparently you're also part owner of an

care facility.

It's my idiot uncle.

He makes me sign stuff.

Okay, okay.

Who's your uncle?

Libby T. Commodore.

I've done what I can with this one.

No? Yeah.

I want to replace it, though.

Oh, yeah?

You got your eye on anything here?

A couple of nice ones, but I'm looking for something specific.

Have you heard of a Walkinshaw Commodore Group A Sky Blue?

Yeah, I have, actually.

Do you know where I might find one?

Oh.

That's right.

You're on the news.

You're sitting behind the wheel like a dead set legend.

You're a smarter, aren't you?

You're up to your neck in it.

So is your girlfriend.

She's your niece.

Only by marriage.

Oh, it was an absolute joy to see you again, Tony.

Hey, listen.

Your cop buddy's ever come near me and I'll make it clear you've been running

your mouth off.

I haven't done anything wrong, mate.

You've been feeding me information via your girl.

Letting me get ahead of the game. Maybe I even paid you.

Hey.

Hey.

You're not the only cop I've got on the payroll.

Okay. Nice try, mate.

Gabe. Hey, can you meet me at HQ, like right now?

What?

I know who did it. Where are you?

Call the park, but listen.

It's the art guy, Tony Wheeler.

What? What are you talking about?

Gabe?

Gabe?

Gabe?

Gabe's apartment has been cleared. We've spoken to his family. They've heard

nothing. The tracker's on Gabe's phone and Wheeler's, but we're not getting a

signal from either.

Crews are searching the area around the cannabis farm. Colder, Tony, Wheeler's

home and office. No sign of Gabe or Wheeler. Have we got eyes on all the

airports? Yeah, but is Wheeler likely to try that now that he knows we're on to

him?

Um,

okay, you've got to make it quick.

Something's come up about the guy that killed Butterfield.

No, Keith, I've got a guy flying solo and he's gone missing.

Yeah, look, Dylan McKenzie knew him. His name was on the original charge sheet.

What are you trying to say?

Holds. There's a rumour that Dylan tipped off Butterfield. It's a killer.

Dylan was trying to protect you from Butterfield.

Let's not do this on the phone. I'll meet you later on.

No.

Um, Maya, let's wind this back. You said that Gabe made a leap from something

that you were looking at. Yeah, a list of names. Banjo Patterson, Boris

Hannah Curry.

Hannah.

Did he?

Upload the footage from the crime scene. Yeah.

Go to where I point out the print on the ground.

Yeah, yeah, there.

Now, if you have a look here, you'll notice that the... Oh, shit, shit.

Sorry, shit.

Hey,

Hannah.

No, no, I can't. Okay.

You two work out who this Hannah person is, and I'm going to get Alan in here

right now.

Um, how's it going?

Put the guy in custody.

Wow. Major.

Yeah, we said, I know what it's about, and the real target has done a runner on

us, so I might be here for a while.

You recorded a police officer multiple times discussing classified information.

No, it wasn't like that. And your uncle paid you?

He covers my rent sometimes. That doesn't mean that he pays me. You tried

infiltrate a murder investigation, Hannah. No, I didn't. That's not what

happened. Where are they?

I don't know. We need to know where your uncle might go.

Honestly, I thought Gabe went home because he was mad at me.

Please.

Please.

Callum.

Sonia Matthews.

The woman you executed for a $50 ,000 fee. And that's the gunshot wound to her

head. You held the gun so close that it singed her hair.

All of that happened in front of her eight -year -old stepson, Connor.

He even looked both ways before he crossed the road to go get help for her.

Eight years old. He did the right thing.

And then we thought for a minute, you must have felt some sort of shame or

guilt. for killing the wrong woman.

But then there's her, the real target, who Tony Wheeler wanted dead because

lost the container with his car inside.

And she's only alive through sheer luck and stupidity.

And that is the woman who organised the 50 grand for the hit, Camille, who

laundered Tony's drug money for him, paid his bills.

Now, we know you didn't kill her because you were in police custody, but we are

pretty sure that... Tony Wheeler, who asked you to do this in the first place,

did that to her because she knew all his secrets and he had to shut her up.

And we both know that he is coming for you.

Might be some people who see it from your point of view that this was just a

mistake.

But whatever this is, Alan, this vow of silence, it is pointless.

Because I am charging you with Sonia Matthews' murder and the attempt on

Tiffany. So this is a one -time offer that my boss says that I should make

because you might actually be able to help her.

Now, Tony Wheeler appears to have abducted a police officer.

If you have any information...

and where we might locate him, I suggest you start speaking.

You tell us everything you know, and I'll place you in protective custody.

Do you need me to start counting back from ten while you decide to do the

fucking thing for once in your life?

Ten, nine, eight.

Seven. Show me the deal.

In writing.

Information first, deal later.

Start talking.

When did you meet him?

Where did you do the deal with Tony for the hit?

You're around the back, Maya, with me.

Matt, come to the Western Pier.

Fuck you, man. Put the gun down!

The bag!

Go! Fuck!

stupid tony stay there what is it have you got a plan or is this we're just

winging it now that's your plan

shut up i got the distinct impression that camille is the brains behind this

operation right

I don't reckon you've got much of a plan either.

Maybe not, but I've got an idea about your future.

Here we go. You sound like her.

The skin from that scratch under your eye, we have that in our forensics lab,

thanks to Camille.

And all it takes is one test to put you at the scene of the crime.

And I'm pretty sure that I can draw a line between you and Sonia Matthews.

That was not my fuck -up. Yeah, it was, because you're cheap, Tony.

You blew all your money on some old car and runners, and then you skimped on a

hitman who's already talking to us.

In breaking news, two men have been charged with the murder of Greensboro

stepmother Sonia Matthews. We cross live to police headquarters for an update.

Further to earlier reports, my homicide team have made a major breakthrough

overnight in the murder of Sonia Matthews.

After a lengthy investigation... Okay, so you can take these safely for the

chest pain, but if you experience any abdominal bleeding or...

Anything out of the ordinary, come straight back in.

Okay, thank you. Can we go now?

Yes, you're good to go.

Don't ever do that again.

What do you think about being an older sister?

What do you mean?

I don't know, if we had a little baby.

Like a brother or a sister for me?

Maybe.

I can make that work.

Really? It would have to do as I say, because I'm first. Oh, 100%. You are my

number one.

Does this mean Dad's coming home?

Hey, Alice.

Maybe give Mum a break from the questions, just for now.

Dylan.

Oh.

Hey.

There.

Great, Dylan.

Come on, let's go.

Sorry, I know this is awkward, but I had to come.

You okay?

I'm a bit rough.

Well, you look a bit rough.

Yeah,

like, I've done three different scans. I've had bruises the size of a dinner

plate on my chest.

Nothing is broken, fortunately.

Oh, it's just... The baby's okay.

Okay.

Okay, good, great.

That's great.

Hey,

um... Are you hungry?

You want to... Just, um...

Can we do it next week, though? Because I just don't think Alice can handle any

more surprises, eh?

Oh, yeah, good, of course. It's fine. You just tell me whenever you're ready.

Come on, Mum!

Let's go.

OK. I might even change my shirt for you.

Oh, that'd be nice. Don't get into too much trouble.

So they'll both go to prison?

Yes.

They've both been charged with Sonia's murder and some other offences.

Do they know that... I mean, do they...

Do they realize that they didn't just take Sonia away from us?

My little boy has to live with what he saw that day.

Forever. I don't know, Mike.

But when they're sentenced, we can present your side of things to the

The judge will listen and take it into account.

How is Connor?

Okay, I guess.

You know, we work in our custody and...

And Bianca's coming around.

Yeah.

Hey, hon.

Hey.

Wow. Um, Dallas, you're looking healthy.

You too, detective.

Oh, I... Yeah, I thought you might want this back.

You know, I hope I never see you again, Detective O 'Rourke.

Well, if you don't go slashing anyone else's tires, Mike, we should be fine.

Jared?

Call came in from a local unit.

Reports of gunshots.

No ideas yet.

It's not good, Holly.