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Dental records ID a Stuart Frost -

small-time drug dealer from Wangaratta.

Went missing about five years ago.

Luke disappeared the very next day.

What if it wasn't a deer hunter that Luke saw?

What if it was the murder of Stuart Frost?

Glenn Gilmour's as corrupt as they come.

Not only knew what his brother was up to,

but he took care of the competition one by one.

Sam and I aren't out of the woods yet.

And I'm not taking you and Kirra down with me.

When you've been around as long as we have,

you have a guard at every gate.

One misstep... you've fucked your career.

I think it's Emily Gilmour.

"Need to see you. I've got proof."

Tom and Sarah weren't the targets.

What if it was always Emily and Finn?

Right.

Go on. Read it.

Yes!

Hm.

You beauty. Yes!

Alright.

Huh.

"I'm coming up tomorrow, need to see you.

"I've got proof."

Finn reached out to Emily early December,

six weeks before the murders.

Something must have lit the fuse.

If Emily's the target, it blows a hole

in our Glenn Gilmour theory.

Unless the proof is Glenn's part in her old man's dodgy business.

Why would Glenn abduct her, torture her?

Yeah. He was genuinely gutted when she died.

Okay, so someone comes onto the houseboat to snatch her.

Suddenly, Tom's there with his .223,

being the protective father.

- Maybe a fight breaks out. - Gun goes off.

Sarah's hit.

Killer has to take out Tom.

Sarge.

I just spoke with Lynne McKenzie.

She's a bit sketchy on the dates,

but she reckons Finn was in hospital

around the time he sent that first Clinker message.

Hospital? Did she say why?

Well, she was interstate, only got back a few days later.

Finn just said he was crook.

Okay.

I'll give the hospital a call.

Toxic from what?

Uh-huh. Thanks, Mark. Appreciate it.

Finn was admitted overnight, December 3,

suffering nausea and stomach pains.

The blood work showed elevated lactate levels.

And Finn blamed food poisoning from the fish he'd caught.

We've been rechecking Emily's work emails

and Rez found something we skimmed over.

The water sample Emily sent to get tested

showed high levels of cyanide.

Did Emily say where the samples came from?

- She never replied. - Oh, damn.

Oh, well, Finn's not lying about the fish.

I think I've got a lead. Let's go.

- Is this the one? - Yep.

Can you show me exactly where you found it?

Um...

Somewhere...

...here.

I went there a couple of times with Sam.

Never caught any fish, though.

Lucky you didn't.

Taylor's Creek.

That's where Ben said Finn and Emily camped over New Year's.

Yeah, but it's bush for miles.

I mean, what's so toxic about that?

Meridian Ridge.

Let's have a chat to Mitch.

We use cyanide in heap leaching.

It's how you get the mineral from the rock.

Normal industry practice.

Our standards are airtight.

I take safety very seriously.

Run a system of constant internal checks.

Plus, the EPRA inspect us every three months.

So any blip and they'd shut us down faster than you can blink.

I can give you the number of the assessor at the EPRA

and he can run you through everything.

There's no waterways nearby. Right?

Those dead fish, they're miles away.

There's no way it's us.

Mind if Senior Constable Cross has a walk around?

Sure. Yeah.

Um... one of my boys will give you the royal tour.

Safety first.

Thanks for this. We'll be in touch.

Ben. How you goin'?

Good.

Just a quick one about Finn.

Couple of months back,

he got sick eating fish out of the lake.

Ring any bells?

Nah. First I'm hearing of it.

Ben, is there anything you want to tell me about workin' here?

Any red flags?

Nup.

Not that I've noticed.

I mean, Mitch is... He's a great boss.

Your dad's gone bush.

He's hurtin'.

You should talk to him.

Yeah.

He'll be up King Billy Creek.

There's not really that much service up there,

so even if I wanted to...

Which I don't.

Hey, Andie.

Will I have to testify against my dad in court?

It might come to that.

Thanks, Ben. Take it easy.

Nothing out of the ordinary...

...unless you count rats the size of terriers.

You saw what they wanted you to see.

Those reports? Too perfect.

Someone is getting paid off.

Fix your cap.

Sam?

Hey.

Jesus!

What's so urgent?

He's at the centre of it.

Luke Samson's death.

No! Come on. Hang on.

I snuck onto Glenn's houseboat.

- What? - Don't worry. He wasn't there.

But I wanted to see if there was something

that connected him to Stuart Frost.

Why Frost?

Because whoever killed Frost killed Luke.

- And did you find anything? - Yes.

Frost's initials.

In Glenn's address book. And his phone number.

That's it?

He was a snitch!

Same as Jax!

They probably had some sort of falling out.

Glenn takes him up to Timbertop, puts a bullet in his head.

- You're guessing, Sam. - Ah! Hang on, hang on.

I got Stuart Frost's brief from an old friend in Benalla.

Now, guess who ran the investigation

into his disappearance.

- Glenn Gilmour? - Yes!

And... he shut it down in two days.

"Lack of evidence."

Buried it, Andie. Why? Because he killed him.

Sam, I don't have time for this.

I'm chasing a live murder.

I know that Glenn killed Luke.

It's just a theory, all of it! There's nothing solid here!

- Here. - Oh...

You look wrecked.

Have you even slept?

Quit your worrying. I'm fine.

And like you told me...

...if you want to pin anything to Glenn Gilmour,

you're gonna need a smoking gun.

You're right.

I need to find something...

- Stella? - Hey, Sarge.

Just spoke to the vet.

Owen's horse wasn't baited. There was no food in its gut.

So the cyanide must have come from water it drank.

Right. Okay, thanks.

- Anything I can do? - No.

Got to find Owen.

- Gotta go. - Huh?

Look after yourself. I mean it.

Owen!

Owen!

Hey!

Andie!

Oh! I got ya, Andie.

- You alright? - Yeah.

Do you want to talk?

Not yet.

What brings you here?

Uh, business.

Um, Ben said you'd be here.

I used to bring him to this spot.

Teach him how the old people used to read the river.

This water...

...knows where you come from.

If you're willing to listen or willing to see,

it'll guide you where you're meant to go.

I was carrying too much anger.

Couldn't see past it.

Needed to wash it away.

Your horse wasn't baited.

Vet said she drank water tainted with cyanide.

Water?

I need you to show me where Wurra-Wurra drank.

Before she got sick, you said you took her out on a trail?

Yeah, went for a ride up here

just on the perimeter of Meridian Ridge.

Yeah, but there's no creeks or rivers there.

There'd been some rain. Water on the ground.

Maybe she drunk from it.

So the cyanide is in the runoff?

I knew it. I'm gonna kill Mitch.

I'll go to the mine now.

You've got to stay out of it.

What is all this?

What do you reckon?

This is about the stuff we've been cleaning up.

- The tailings dam. - Leave it, Ben.

Ben.

Listen to me.

Walk away while you still can.

How 'bout knocking?

You done?

- Ben? - The runoff.

It's contaminated, isn't it?

We've been through this, mate.

It's... barren solution.

Brown water runoff from the tailings. Totally harmless.

That's bullshit!

Well, you're a mechanic.

You're not a miner, so I don't expect you to understand.

That's Emily Gilmour.

Anyone near the perimeter gets snapped. So what?

Look, Ben.

We're doing what we can.

And we've had shit luck with all this rain.

But we... we just need to get into profit, mate,

and then we can start to invest in proper fixes,

right, like... like a new lining for the dam.

Okay? That's a promise.

Until then, we... we just have to make do.

And what does that mean?

It means I'm keeping this place alive, son!

Ben...

I'm taking this to the cops.

Ben! Ben, Ben, Ben...

Just walk. Okay?

Not a sound.

Hey, Sarge.

Stella, I'm Code 5 at the Meridian Ridge Mine.

I need immediate backup.

I have an armed suspect in sight.

Say it again, Sarge. You're breaking up...

Do you copy?

Stella!

Go ahead, VKC.

Andie?!

Any unit available to assist Brokenridge 250.

Andie!

On approach to the Meridian Ridge Mine.

Brokenridge 250 is on the scene.

VKC, what is the nature of the disturbance?

There's an armed suspect at the scene.

Repeat, an armed suspect...

Keep moving.

- Please, Mitch. - Come on!

- Where's my son? - He's workin'.

Try the fire pit.

Owen.

Get him outta here.

Yeah.

- Move to the edge. - No.

Move to the fuckin' edge!

Police! Put the weapon down!

Drop the gun, Mitch! I need you to let Ben go!

I'll shoot him!

- Andie! - It's alright, Ben.

- You're gonna be fine. - I'll do it!

Mitch, I can't put my gun down until you do.

Come on. You know it's over, mate.

He's just a kid.

Come on. Let Ben go and you and me can keep talking.

Put it down!

That's it. Put the gun down.

Owen, no!

Ugh!

Oh, no, Dad! Andie, help!

Dad!

Owen, you good?

The bullet went all the way through.

Keep the pressure on. Stay here, stay down!

- I'm so, so sorry, Dad. - It's alright, son. It's okay.

Told ya Mitch was a dickhead.

You're crazy.

What do you want, Mitch?!

I just want this to stop!

It got too big too quick.

Is that what Emily found out?

The leaks? The pollution?

Is that why the Gilmours were killed?

That was Jax, not me!

Hey...

...I get it.

You didn't want to hurt Emily.

You just wanted to find out what she knew.

I was gonna pay her and Finn off, I swear.

I just needed more time to fix that bloody dam.

But Jax was a loose cannon and he fucked it all up.

That's right!

Then he had to get rid of Finn and Emily to cover his tracks.

But Jax didn't top himself. That was you.

I can't change what you've done, but I can help you.

You've got no idea the pressure I'm under!

One wrong word, one shitty fuckin' headline,

it's gone!

And that's on me!

Then let's make it stop, just you and me, right now.

Drop the gun.

- Mitch... - Lose the gun now.

I'm sorry, Andie.

I didn't want it to go like this.

I can help.

It's over.

- Mitch... - It's all fuckin' over.

- Mitch. - Shut up!

Just... just shut the fuck up!

Stop moving!

Stand still!

Oh!

You'll live.

Thanks, Stella.

You'll be right, Mitch. We got ya.

I got this.

Afternoon.

Already heard.

What a mess, eh? Bloody Mitch Hamilton.

Can I come aboard?

Well, it depends on whether you're here to apologise or not.

You know this lake's man-made, don't ya?

Mmm.

When they, uh, dammed it...

...they had to drown the whole thing.

Darlingford. Church. Pub. School. All of it.

When the water drops, it all gets exposed,

like ghosts poking up through the mud.

That's what the locals reckon.

I've never seen it. Could be bullshit.

Cheers.

I was wrong about you.

You didn't hire Jax Mason.

I'm sorry I said you did.

You think I'd kill my own family?

That's a low blow even from you.

I got a question on another matter.

Hm.

Stuart Frost.

The body they found up on Timbertop.

He was your informant.

Was that the question?

Five years ago, you killed him.

Shot him point-blank.

And Luke Samson, the kid who saw you do it,

you silenced him too.

Well, I'm still waiting for the question.

Did you kill Luke Samson, Glenn?

What do you think, Sergeant?

Evidence suggests you did.

Well, good luck proving that.

LEAP database.

August 28, 2021, 7:20pm.

You ran a search

on Craig Samson's car for his home address,

the same day you killed Frost.

Next day, Luke vanished.

That's no coincidence.

That's some tidy police work.

Except it wasn't you.

It was Sam Dyson, wasn't it?

Cunning old bastard.

Damien Starc's little "vision" gave me the perfect frame.

Moved Luke's body into the mine shaft,

had Sam chasing shadows for years.

Pure fucking delight.

I guess I just made a formal admission, didn't I?

If you were wearing a wire right now, I would be so fucked.

You gonna arrest me, Whitford?

No, but before you do, I just...

I know a few things too...

...like how Sam Dyson killed Novak and Grierson.

And you covered for him.

Good luck proving that.

When I, um...

...broke into your place, I found this.

Your birth mother Deb with a young Sam Dyson.

Took some of your hair.

And I managed to, uh, snaffle some of Sam's too

because you got your ex to switch out my other sample.

Got it tested.

You're Dyson's daughter.

Huh! I don't know what you're smiling at.

That gives me the final piece.

Motive.

We've got two options.

Do nothing, protect ourselves.

Arrest Glenn...

...expose everything.

Ah...

I'm prepared to do my time.

But...

...but you, I mean...

You've gotta do what's right for you.

For Helen. For Kirra.

Family or justice?

Mmm.

Justice for Luke's family.

A promise I once made.

Sam?

Mm.

I saw Deb...

...at King Billy Creek.

What? Deb?

Well, it was Deb's spirit.

She's been visiting me.

Trying to connect.

For a while now.

Until yesterday...

...I didn't understand why.

She wanted me to see something, a memory.

She was young, about 18.

Maybe she witnessed a murder.

A murder?

Oh, I mean...

I don't understand.

Yeah, I don't either.

Not yet anyway.

But Deb's spirit hasn't moved on

for a couple of reasons.

She wanted me to know that I'm a part of her.

That I'm not alone.

And that I'm loved.

Hmm.

And, uh, she had a message...

...for me to give to you.

She wants you to forgive yourself.

Dad...

...you didn't fail her.

My beautiful girl.

Whatever you decide...

...I'm with you.

Hello?

Hello?

Sergeant?

Nash.

I was clearing out Dad's shed last night.

I found a... old bank book that he kept from the '90s.

30 years of payments.

Cash...

...for being a police snitch.

All signed to Jax Mason by Glenn Gilmour.

That was why nothin' was done to protect us.

Nash...

...the system failed you.

Liam too.

I'm a part of that system.

And I am so sorry.

You sure about this, Sarge?

I am.

Evidence is solid.

Glenn Gilmour is responsible for Luke Samson's murder.

- You alright? - Yep.

He might resist, so be prepared.

But try not to shoot...

Call it in.

ANFO?

Same type Jax Mason lifted from the mine.

Guess we found the missing bag.

We searched the property.

The Mason house is empty.

Nash is gone.

You think Nash did this?

Sam.

You got your justice for Luke.

Sam?

Oh, Sam...

Thanks for finding me, ya old bastard.

Now you find Deb.

And you take her fishin', hey?

And you tell her I said hi.

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