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David Bradley was throwing a bit of cash around that night too.

Maybe they'd pay him to be a bit of a pest,

and then our hero comes along and saves the day.

So, the rapists are actually killing each other?

We're working very hard on finding and identifying the other two men.

I don't want to know who they are.

I do, I want to see their faces.

It's not about what you want.

Jade Dawson, forensic exam showed DNA and semen from three men,

and a high dose of GHB.

One thing I can't get out of my head is the smell.

Eucalyptus, but spicy, clove maybe.

Talia, can you get this to Jade Dawson via express courier?

Edie Kelly and Simon Prendergast

both had Daintree ulcers from mosquito bites,

and I'm wondering if the other perpetrators might have them too.

Tig, you know I can't disclose

information like that without a warrant.

Alright, I'll get a warrant.

Blake, I want you to start going through CCTV footage from last night.

We're looking for the same white van

that was spotted the evening Edie Kelly was assaulted.

What's this?

It looks like a bike rack.

Simon Prendergast's rape kit,

plus some souvenirs, all found in his gym locker.

Tig, Andy couldn't possibly be involved in something like this.

How would you know?

Just stop it!

Did it never bother you

that your child was having sex with a 32-year-old man?

(BIRDS TWITTER)

Can you tell me a little bit about your studio?

Is it still used for recording, or is it more of a sleep-out now?

Um, both.

Rent it out as a recording studio, but there's a bed in there as well.

There's a bed actually in the studio?

Yeah, it's behind a screen there.

Oh, right.

Was there anyone staying there on the night of the 11th?

(SCOFFS) When was that?

Oh, it was a couple of weeks ago.

No.

No. Okay.

And what about the recording studio?

Anyone been recording, or...?

No, no, no, there's nothing there for a couple of months.

Right.

You know, I heard the gig at the Royal

the other night was pretty huge.

Yeah, the locals are always a good crowd. Yeah.

Yeah, I mean, they love a homecoming. (LAUGHS)

Must get a lot of people coming up to you afterwards to have a chat.

Men, or women, or...?

Both. Both? Yep.

What do they... I mean, what do they want to talk about?

Blokes talk about gigs.

Yeah.

And what about the women?

Songs, selfies mostly, yeah.

Right.

Do they, uh... do they ever want a bit more?

No.

No, not really, no.

Wait a minute.

That must have happened back in the day, surely?

Maybe.

So, um, Andy, can you tell me where you were on the night of the 11th?

Ah, um, I was in Townsville.

I played a gig in Townsville.

Where exactly?

The Sandbar.

Great.

Just give me a minute, I'm going to go and verify that.

(BEEPING, DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

I need you to give us a sample

so we can eliminate your DNA from the scene.

(CLEARS THROAT)

Just give it a good rub around the inside of your mouth.

Yeah, up against the cheek.

Other one?

Uh-huh.

Is that enough?

Mm. Thank you.

(CLEARS THROAT) So, can I get my stuff now?

Sorry, uh, no.

We have to keep everything contained.

Right, but what am I meant to do?

Oh, Tig asked me to take you back home.

We'll bring your car and belongings to you when forensics are done,

if that's okay.

Um, yes, of course, thank you. Yeah.

His gig's Friday the 10th, not Saturday the 11th.

Well, go and tell him he's wrong and show him a picture.

Okay.

And ask him if he likes young women.

Okay.

(RECORDER BEEPS)

Andy, your gig was on Friday the 10th, not Saturday the 11th,

so do you want to tell me where you were?

Okay, then I was in Myrtle Bay on the 11th.

I stopped to visit a friend.

I stayed the night. Name?

(SCOFFS)

Dana Roebuck.

Dana Roebuck. Is that your partner?

Just a casual thing.

I'm going to need her details.

Look, can you just tell me what this is about?

Yeah.

This is a print of a Polaroid that was found in your studio.

I've never seen it before.

Do you recognise the carpet? It's also in your studio.

(SCOFFS)

Looks like a lot of carpets.

How old do you think she is?

I don't know, 20?

Or younger?

How would I know?

She was at your gig the other night. Did you see her?

No.

She was in pretty bad shape.

A lot of people noticed her, you didn't notice her?

I'm performing, I'm not noticing people in the audience.

See, we believe that this photo was taken on the night

that this young lady was drugged,

raped by multiple men and then left in a cane field.

Do you want to tell me about that?

I've never seen her before.

So these were found in the possession of Simon Prendergast.

And then Simon Prendergast was found dead in his car

just around the corner from your gig, on the same night.

(SCOFFS) I didn't know him.

Never loaned him or rented the studio to him?

No.

How old's Dana?

What difference does it make?

What, is she younger?

(SIGHS) 30s?

30s? Like, early 30s, mid 30s, late 30s?

Mid.

Mid, so 20, 25 years younger than you.

It's quite a big age gap, isn't it?

You like a younger woman, don't you?

Who told you that?

It's just a question.

It's fucking bullshit, Tig.

Is it?

And for the record, I've never had sex with anyone who didn't want to,

of any age.

(DOOR CLOSES)

Ask her.

She'll tell you.

I need to see you in my office.

Yep.

Sit tight.

(DOOR CLOSES)

Any half-decent lawyer

will have that interview thrown out in a heartbeat.

I was just trying to rattle him.

I was just trying to unsettle him.

Have you been in a relationship with him?

Yes, a very, very long time ago.

I wasn't in the interview room.

I was...

I was just observing.

This is your warrant to access the pharmacy records.

Go there now.

See if there's anything on Andy De Silva.

Thank you.

We're going to need a lot more than this to hold him.

Penny Dallow, age 74,

prescribed rifampicin and clarithromycin

for Daintree ulcers on the 24th.

Marlow Stevens, age 9, on the 27th.

His sister, Jessica Stevens, age 12, two days later.

And Edie Kelly, age 18, on the 14th.

Anything for Andy De Silva?

Uh, nope. That's it.

Where's Simon Prendergast's prescription?

Yeah...

I knew this would bite me on the bum.

Look, the guy came in here on the weekend without a prescription,

so I supplied him with the antibiotics

on the proviso that he gave me a script the following week,

which obviously he didn't.

Oh.

Does he have any other prescriptions on his file?

I'll take a look.

Nothing current.

Okay.

You'll call me if somebody else comes in with a prescription, right?

Yes, of course.

Is that covered by the warrant?

Yeah.

Thank you.

(DOOR OPENS, CLOSES)

Any luck? No.

Did his alibi check out?

Yeah, it did.

Andy agreed to a DNA test, and Dana Roebuck

confirmed that he spent the night with her in Myrtle Bay.

There were text messages supporting that.

And there's nothing connecting him to any of the rapists, so...

It's getting late, but we can't hold him much longer.

You need to push him.

Find out why Edie's rapists were in his studio.

Okay.

(RECORDER BEEPS)

Andy, do you have any friends with a key to your studio?

No.

Any past renters, tradespeople?

You'd have to talk to Cat Greenslade about that.

She takes care of that stuff.

Who's that?

My property manager.

She works out of the motel.

You're going to accuse her of rape too, are you?

We will talk to her.

Is there anything else you can help us with, Andy?

Is there anyone else that has access?

No.

Okay.

The interview is ending at 5:49pm.

I'll organise a DNA sample, and then you're free to go.

Thanks.

(DOOR BEEPS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

You honestly think I was capable of that?

Yes.

I do.

(THUNDER CRASHES)

(BIRDSONG)

You're up early.

Yeah, I wanted to catch you before you left,

just to say goodbye and thank you and...

Are you leaving?

Yeah.

He dropped the defamation case.

Really?

Why?

Um...

I met with Noah.

I know you said I shouldn't, but he ended up driving down and...

I mean, I would have come with you if you'd told me.

No, I know.

It just had to be us.

You know, we're the only ones who know what really happened.

Yeah.

So he knows that it's sexual assault?

Yeah, he does now.

He said sorry.

Is that enough for you?

No.

He should have been found guilty, but...

...it's something.

It's on him now.

(DOOR OPENS, CLOSES)

My DNA test is clear.

So it's over then?

(ROMANTIC MUSIC PLAYS ON CAR RADIO)

(PHONE RINGS)

(SHUTS OFF RADIO)

Detective Sergeant Pollard.

It's Jade.

I got the muscle balm that you sent in the mail.

That's it.

That's the smell.

You sure?

A hundred percent.

Does this mean something?

Look, I'm not sure yet, Jade. Maybe.

I can't promise you anything, but I'm gonna call you back, okay?

(PHONE BEEPS)

Hey, what's up?

Hey, Mitch, did you know Simon Prendergast?

He's the dead guy, right?

Yeah.

He was a big cyclist.

I was just wondering if you ever rode with him.

No, never even heard of him until the other day.

He wasn't in your group?

No.

Did anyone else know him?

I don't know, Tig.

Look him up on Spinner.

What's that?

It's a cycling app.

If he's a serious rider, he'll be on that.

Are you on that?

No.

I find that whole thing embarrassing, you know?

I just go for a ride and don't tell everyone my heart rate.

Thanks.

It'll be good to see you when you don't need something.

(CAR DOOR OPENS)

(CAR DOOR CLOSES)

Hey, Talia, this is a cycling app called Spinner.

Can you see if Simon Prendergast is on it?

Yeah.

Finn Morrison's DNA is clear

and I did a familial search and dad's clear too.

Yeah, he's still a fuckwit.

Yeah, but we can't arrest him for that.

He's here.

3,498 followers.

Can you see if any of them are local?

Maybe.

Can you see his rides?

(STAMMERS)

Shit, this guy's a machine.

He's doing 300, 400 kays a week.

Is there anything for the 23rd of June last year?

Isn't that the night Jade Dawson was raped?

Yeah.

23rd of June, 117 kays out to Bindi.

Where is that?

It's just down the beach from South Shore.

Okay, so we know that he rode there,

but what does that tell us that we don't already have?

Did anyone else do the ride with him?

Yep.

Dean Ogilvy and Lachie Barrett.

Lachie Barrett?

According to this, that's who rode with him.

Do you know him?

Yeah, he's a local plumber.

I'd like to bring him in for questioning,

and let's go and talk to Andy's property manager.

Yep.

Thanks.

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

Cat Greenslade?

I'm Detective Sergeant Tig Pollard.

Detective Senior Constable Remi Jolicoeur.

We're from North Gap Police.

We want to ask you some questions.

We understand that you manage Andy D'Silva's studio.

Is this a tax thing?

Because that's Andy's responsibility.

No, it's got nothing to do with that.

We are looking to identify people who had access to his studio.

Like who?

Do you know a Lachie Barrett?

He's a plumber.

Not someone I use.

How about a Dean Ogilvy?

Dean?

You know him?

Should do.

Been married to him for 14 years.

And did he have access to the studio?

Helps me out cleaning it occasionally.

Where does he work?

North Gap High.

Is he a teacher?

Hardly.

Maintenance manager.

Is he there now?

Yeah.

I need to caution you not to contact him.

Not to tell him that we've spoken to you.

If you do, you could be charged with obstructing the course of justice.

Do you understand that?

Um, yes.

Right. Thanks.

Hey?

What's he done?

Dean?

There's some people here to talk to you.

Hi, Dean. I'm Detective Sergeant Tig Pollard.

Don't run! Stop... (GRUNTS)

Dean!

On the ground!

Get down!

Get down. Argh!

Get down!

Dean Ogilvy, I'm arresting you on suspicion of rape.

You are not obliged to say or do anything unless you wish to do so.

But whatever you say or do may be used in evidence.

Do you understand? Oh, fuck!

You filthy pig.

(GROANS)

Detective Constables, this is Dean Ogilvy.

Can you process him, please?

Yeah.

Where are we at with Lachie?

Interview room.

Okay, great.

Thank you.

(RECORDER BEEPS)

Lachie.

Apparently you're a bit of an ace when it comes to cycling.

I hold my own.

Well, that's what we want to talk to you about.

Cycling?

Yeah, we're investigating the death of Simon Prendergast.

Apparently he's a mate of yours and he's a bit of a pro too.

Bit of a prick, more like.

Why do you say that?

I got this thanks to him.

Oh, shit.

How did that happen?

Uh, my cycling mate Dean knew him from the gym.

And he's always going on about what a machine the guy is,

and I'm always up for a challenge,

so they invited me onto this two-day ride up to Bindi and back.

Oh, that's a long way.

Yeah, reasonable. Do you ride?

Oh, yeah, yeah, with the kids, around the park.

Yeah.

Well, when you ride as a group, it's all about sharing the load,

taking turns up front,

so you get the benefit of each other's slipstream.

Not this prick.

He's, uh, setting a punishing pace, trying to prove how shit-hot he is.

70 kays in, starts needling me to take the lead,

only he's not letting up on the pace,

so I have to really crank it to get up there.

Thing is, I'm so focused on that,

I don't notice I'm coming into a tight corner way too fast,

and I try to correct, but, yeah,

bike slides out from under me and I go down.

Jesus.

Yeah, yeah, get this.

Prick doesn't even stop.

Just sails past, more interested in nailing his PB.

Did you give Prendergast a serve when you caught up with him?

No, I spent the night in the South Shore Hospital

with a concussion and half the skin off my arm gone.

They pulled some skin from my arse to fix it.

Try riding with that.

Well, what about your mate? Did he help you?

Dean? Yeah.

Yeah, he, um... he called the support van.

You rode with a support van?

Yeah, it's a two-day ride.

You need someone to carry your gear.

Who was driving the support van that day?

Um, the pharmacist dude.

What's his name? Um...

Greg Filmore?

Yeah.

He has the shop in town.

Yeah, decent guy.

I don't know what he got out of it. He's not even a cyclist.

What colour is his van?

White.

Interview is ending at 2:38pm.

(RECORDER BEEPS)

(SIREN WAILS)

Crystal, I want you to very calmly walk out the front door, please.

GREG: And make sure you finish... (CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY)

And if your symptoms haven't improved,

then go back and see a doctor.

OK, got it.

See you. Bye.

Greg Filmore?

I'm Detective Sergeant Tig Pollard

and I'm placing you under arrest

for your alleged involvement in the sexual assault of Edie Kelly

on the 11th of October.

You do not have to say or do anything,

but anything you say or do may be used as evidence.

Do you understand?

Let's go.

(SNAKE HISSES)

(SCREAMS) Oh, my God!

Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

(WHIMPERS)

What's going on?

There was a little bit of trouble at the pharmacy.

With Crystal? No, no, no.

No.

You okay?

Yeah?

I mean, she can tell you about it,

but I'd really prefer that you didn't mention it to anybody else.

Yeah, sure.

Rich, I want to apologise for this morning.

I've...

I've been really fucked up about this case, actually,

and you didn't deserve that.

You're a really...

You're a really good guy.

I actually am.

Yeah, I know.

(WHIMPERING, PANTING)

(CONTINUES WHIMPERING, PANTING)

(GROANING IN DISTRESS)

(PANTING)

(LINE RINGING)

(GASPING)

Edie?

I know it's late.

No, no, it's OK.

I said day or night.

(STRUGGLES TO SPEAK)

I can't do it.

Oh, that's OK.

Can you just take a moment to breathe, love?

Yeah, you've got to breathe.

Just slow breath in, hold and breathe out.

Can you do that?

Slow breath in, hold and then out.

Just try and breathe.

Just get that breath out, that slow breath out.

Oh, good girl, Edie.

(BREATH SETTLES)

Oh, love, look, I don't have kids, but if I had a daughter,

there's something that I would be telling her now.

This is your life, hun.

You are the only one who gets to decide what happens next.

No-one can take that from you, Edie.

(GASPS)

Jesus Christ!

I'm sorry.

What are you doing here?

Saving me, darling.

I'm sorry.

There was a very large python on the bed in the spare room.

It's OK.

Sorry.

No, it's OK.

(EXHALES HEAVILY) It's OK.

Was it Andy?

No.

He had an alibi for that night.

I've been thinking such a lot today about what you said the other night.

It did bother me, your relationship with him when you were so young.

I just...

I just didn't know what to say or do to try and stop it.

You seemed so besotted with him.

You should have tried.

Mm-hm.

I guess our relationship was so shaky at that time, and...

...I felt that if I, you know, stepped in and intervened,

I'd lose you for good.

But then I lost you anyway.

And I never knew why.

I'm just so sorry, Tig.

I'm so sorry.

(RUSTLING)

Hey. Hey.

You've been here all night?

Yeah.

Yep. Check this out.

Greg Filmore's van.

074 B19.

Hm.

And this is the van

that was near the gym the night Prendergast was killed.

Same van, just with the number plates obscured?

No, it doesn't match.

See, the only thing we can see is the letter F on the end,

not a 9.

Also, when I went back through the footage of people coming and going

from that night,

looking for Dean Ogilvy, Greg Filmore, here's Dean.

And Greg.

Neither of them left the bar until after 11pm when the gig finished,

way after Simon left the gym.

So, this means they can't have had anything to do

with Simon Prendergast's murder.

We have two men in custody

that we strongly believe are responsible

for the assault on you, Edie.

We're holding them until we get their DNA results, and if they're

positive, then they'll be charged and they'll be remanded in custody.

And when will they go to trial?

Hopefully soon. Okay.

How soon?

Realistically, 18 months to two years.

Two years?

I wish I could say it would be sooner, but that's not...

No. It's okay.

Shayna said I don't have to go through with it.

And I've decided I'm not going to.

Edie, I understand how hard it is for you,

but if we don't have victims that are prepared to go to court and we...

I could go through the whole thing and they'd still get off.

You have a very strong case.

It happens all the time.

Um...

If you have their DNA,

you can still get a conviction without Edie going to court?

It's considerably harder.

But for you, Edie,

you'll know that you've stopped these men

from doing it to somebody else.

Ah, that's your job, not hers.

You don't have to make a decision today.

We can talk about it...

I already have.

I'm not going to do it.

I think she's made her decision.

And we fully support that.

Thanks.

DNA's positive on Filmore and Ogilvy.

We got them.

Edie Kelly's refusing to testify.

She's pulling out.

But we've got their DNA. We'd win.

It's not about us, Tales.

It's her choice.

(LINE RINGS)

You've reached Shayna Griffin.

I can't take your call right now, but please leave your number...

Shayna?

Shayna?

Shayna?

Shayna?

Tig.

Edie Kelly's withdrawing, and I reckon you know why.

Yeah.

Tig, all I did was make sure she knew what her options were.

Yeah, but that's not your job.

No, actually, it is my job, Tig.

You know what it does to women,

being questioned over and over, retraumatised...

Shayna, I have two men in custody that I want to see convicted.

Oh, good for you, mate.

But I am fucking exhausted.

I can't just stand by watching women be destroyed.

I think you really need to take a break, Shayna.

Okay. I think you need a break.

Yes, that's what I'm doing.

I'm going to take Alex's ashes down the coast to our special spot.

Alright.

I think I just need some time to think about what to do next.

I really hope this doesn't affect our friendship.

No, it would take more than that.

I better get going.

Do you want me to come with you?

No, no, no.

Just me and Alex.

I'm okay. Yeah.

(BOAT MOTOR STARTS)

Shayna!

Shayna.

Well, I got two of them and you got two.

Seems a fair score, doesn't it?

(MOTOR REVS)

(INAUDIBLE)

In your own time.

(CROWD WHISTLING AND CHEERING)

My name is Antigone Pollard.

And I'm here to report an historical sexual assault.

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