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So you witnessed the accident?

It, um, happened about a month ago.

I was driving to the airport

and I've been in Darwin
on business ever since.

I didn't know she was dead.

You failed to stop and help
and a person died.

How can you justify it?

Hey, I wasn't the one who hit her.
I was just driving past.

I had a plane to catch!
I mean, there were other witnesses.

Actually, nobody could tell the
investigators exactly what happened.

No-one saw the actual moment
of impact.

Except you.

Saw the follow-up story
in the paper too, did you?

"Grieving parents
bury only daughter."

Yeah, I saw the paper.

Look, I've only just got back.

So what did you see? What happened?

Just, um, the woman -

she stepped out onto the road,

stepped back when she saw
the car coming - the grey car.

She stepped back?

Yeah, she saw it coming, stepped
back, but it veered toward her.

And you're sure about that?

It ran her down. She went over
the bonnet, smashed onto the road.

It was deliberate.

Whoever was driving that car
intended on killing that woman.

First reported as a hit-run
four weeks ago.

Vague witness descriptions.
Nothing much to go on.

So what's changed
to bring it across our desk?

Well, we now have reason to believe
it wasn't an accidental hit-run.

The case was going nowhere
until that piece in the paper,

that plea for witnesses
from the grieving parents.

I saw that.
Tweak someone's conscience, did it?

A witness saw the article.

And where does our witness
suddenly spring from?

He'd been interstate. He got back,
saw the paper,contacted us.

And he says it was no accident.

He reckons
she was run down deliberately.

Probably had an attack
of the guilts.

Yeah, well, so he should.

Catching his flight meant more
to him than Yvette Simpson's death.

Does he seem believable?
Yes, ma'am.

His description of the car

matches other witness
descriptions from the day.

But he saw a bit more than that.

He believes it may have been
a male driver, possibly middle-aged.

He said the car swerved toward the
woman. Knocked her down on purpose.

Alright. Better get onto it, then.

Talk to the divisional detective
who ran the investigation.

It's already happening.
He's on his way in now.

So what's this about?

We're just following up
the Yvette Simpson hit-run, Joel.

Oh.

You're disappointed?

Yeah, well,
I get called into Homicide,

I figure someone's green-lit
my application,

and it turns out that you're just
reviewing one of my investigations.

Yeah, I'm a bit disappointed.

Well, I'm sorry to be putting a hole
in your career hopes there,

Detective Morrison,
but it does look like

there's an even bigger hole
in your case.

Big enough to get Homicide
involved?

It could be that Yvette Simpson
was run down deliberately.

Come on, I investigated
that whole thing thoroughly.

There was no indication to suggest

that it was anything more than
a straight out 'leaving the scene'.

We have new evidence
that suggests something different.

What new evidence?

We'll need copies of all your witness
statements and day book entries

to do our own examination.

You're not prepared to tell me
what this is about,

but you want me
to give over my case notes?

We're not asking you.
We're just letting you know.

As a courtesy.
Is that right?

Well, you can...take your courtesy,
and your courtesy cup of tea

and you can shove them.

I did a good job.

I interviewed everyone
Yvette Simpson worked with,

as well as every single witness
from the day.

Except the one that just turned up.

Sounds like you got lucky,
then, doesn't it?

What did you do about the car?

I focused on panel beaters,

right through from the big ones
to the backyard bandits.

Came up with zero hits.

And no driver came forward,
despite the public appeals I set up.

She was well liked, the victim?

Well enough. Divorced. Work-focused.

But you can suss that out when you
go through my notes,can't you?

Come on, Allie, you'd be the same.

Nobody likes being second-guessed.

And we did get lucky.

Not with her place of work,
we didn't.

We didn't ask for this investigation,
Senior Sergeant O'Connell.

Yvette's death has already been
investigated, perfectly competently,

by Major Collisions and
the assigned divisional detective.

And now you're telling me,
no, it's a murder investigation?

If you'll just indulge us
for a few minutes.

Two minutes.

Ask away.

Miss Simpson's job.

Secretary-cum-P A.
to me and several others.

We're pretty tight with staff here.

Making best use
of your financial contributions.

She get on well with everyone?
As far as I know.

No issues with anyone?

Not unless they had problems
with her filing.

Look, are you suggesting
Yvette's death

had something to do with
her work around here?

That's what we're trying
to find out.

Then you're wasting your time.
Yvette was a secretary.

She wasn't a big mover and shaker
in the union.

She wasn't important enough for
anyone to have 'issues' with her.

So, what,
just go away and look elsewhere?

That'd be good.
We can't do that, sir.

Someone's come forward
with new evidence.

They've made a formal statement

saying Yvette Simpson's death
was a homicide.

So we've landed in your lap.

But you don't need to stick your
money in our G-string, do you?

I'm telling you,
Yvette had no enemies here,

no major dust-ups with anyone.

You have any other ideas?

Well, there was an ex-husband
in the mix, wasn't there?

- Maybe you should talk to him?
- We intend to.

After we've checked the scene
of the so-called accident.

Mattie, how did you go with details
on Yvette Simpson's ex?

Yeah? OK. See you in 20.

Detective Mapplethorpe -
Toby Homsey. This is his shop.

I rent it. It's my business, though.

Mr Homsey remembered Ms Simpson
from the photo.

Yeah, she came in all the time.
She always bought Kool Fruits.

You didn't see the accident, though?

No. I was serving another customer
at the time.

I didn't even know about it

until I heard the sirens
and noticed the crowd.

Are you sure it was her
that you served?

Yeah, she must've just came out
when she got hit.

Run across the road.

That's what he told the uniforms
at the time.

Tell her what you didn't tell them.
I didn't think it was important.

They'd already identified
her, from her handbag.

What?

Once when she was buying
the Kool Fruits,

she practically emptied out
her handbag all over the counter

Looking for the right change.

She had a key tag in there.
From the Sunset Motel.

Around the corner.

Thought she was a bit too classy
for that joint. It's a dive.

I know this motel.
Not more of your sordid past?

Back when I was in uniform
it was on my patch.

Oh, kept you busy?

Friday nights it was the source
of every second call-out.

Prostitute punch-ups,
drunk and disorderlies, you name it.

It's no Ritz.
Yeah, we checked it out.

The manager
didn't exactly take a shine to us.

Big hairy guy?
That is the one.

I know him. He's an arsehole.
He was useful, though.

After a bit of prodding, he was able
to identify Yvette Simpson for us.

She was there that day. She checked
out 1 0 minutes before the hit-run.

She was a regular.
At the Sunset Motel?

That's what he reckoned.
False name, though.

He had a whole bunch of entries
for an Yvette Smith.

Original.
Yeah.

And she didn't
go there alone either.

She met with a companion.
A male. Smart suit.

Moonlighting as an escort?

I doubt it. The impression was
that she wasn't the type.

To me it looks like
she had an affair on the go.

They never stayed overnight though.
Never had any bags or anything.

We're trying to organise a photofit
of her companion.

She was divorced. Maybe her ex
just couldn't let her go.

Impulse murder?
It's the right kind of motive.

Mm-hm.
Her ex's delivery schedule.

You can rehydrate while you chat.

Look, I told you everything I knew
last time I talked to you.

I thought this was
all over and done with.

Apparently not.
Detective Morrison.

Doing some follow-up?

Covering some ground.

Bruce McClintock, is it?
Detectives Mapplethorpe and Kingston.

We have some questions
about Yvette Simpson's death.

I don't have
any more answers for you.

It's all in the statement I gave
him, and it's all still the same -

I don't know anything
about the accident.

What about your wife
having an affair?

No. What?

Maybe you decided
to do something about it?

No. We were divorced,
like I told him.

Look, I had no reason
to harm Yvette.

I'd moved on. I'm in a new
relationship now. I'm happy.

Did you ever speak to your ex-wife?
We'd been married five years.

There's always loose ends to tie up.
So you were on good terms?

Pretty good.
And the last time you spoke to her?

She was good. Up-vibe.

Up-vibe?

Yeah, well, she said she'd finally
started a new relationship herself.

Met the love of her life, she said.

You were happy for her?
Yeah, I was.

Next thing I know, your mate's on
my doorstep telling me she's dead.

Which had nothing to do with you?
No! It was an accident, wasn't it?

Well, you can check it out.
It was me who paid for the funeral.

And the love of her life?
Was he there?

I wouldn't have a clue.
There were a lot of people there.

You know who he was?
No.

And whoever he was,
he didn't make himself known.

Guess it was the wrong
time and place.

What are you doing here?

I came to talk to her husband.
Why?

Because, if what you said

about this being
a deliberate hit and run is true,

then it sounds like
an impulsive act.

He has to be
at the front of the queue.

And why do you say that?
Because the spouses always are.

Look, I checked
her background thoroughly.

There's no problems at work,
no enemies.

It had to be in her personal life.
A bitter ex fits the picture.

Well, maybe you should've
spoken to him

more thoroughly in the first place.

I did. Same story as now.

So you knew
about this new man she had?

No. Look. My boss has been on my
back, asking me what's going on.

At least tell me what you got.

OK, Yvette Simpson was using a motel

just down the road
from where she was run down.

She was using it regularly.

We think she was
seeing someone there.

So her new man
may not've been legit?

Maybe not.

We have a witness

who says the car was deliberately
driven at the victim.

He's certain about what he saw.
He's dead certain.

Oh, we've been summoned.

We'll talk again.

Did you have to give him all that?

We're on the same side, Allie.

I'm not telling you to back off!

I'm telling you I got a call
from Paddy O'Connell

telling me to tell you to back off.

And that's different how?

There are too many inconsistencies
in the case, sir.

We have to follow them up.
You believe this ex husband of hers?

He seems like a straight shooter.
We haven't ruled him out though.

That's good, because if you have,

the only other area of focus
is the State Police Union,

and they're already
pretty stirred up.

What did you do?
We asked some questions, that's all.

We haven't asked enough. Not yet.

We now know
Yvette Simpson was seeing someone,

on a regular basis, in secret.

She might've
mentioned it to someone at work.

Or it might've been someone at work.
They have to ask about that.

But it couldn't be Paddy O'Connell.
I've known the bloke for years.

He's got the sex appeal
of a lump of coal.

We're not suggesting that it was
Senior Sergeant O'Connell, sir.

But we do need to find out
if anybody knew anything.

OK, OK. Tread lightly.

The union's in our corner.

You don't wanna go chewing off
your own right arm, do you?

No, sir.

No. Good. Get out.

Bernice,
the union's gonna kick up.

They're gonna scream 'witch-hunt'
to the press,

claim that Police Management
is harassing them.

I think you should handle this.

Those two are perfectly capable
of dealing with Paddy O'Connell.

You know as well as I do

the union's gonna use this
as a stick to belt Command.

Command is then gonna use
Mapplethorpe and Kingston

as a scapegoat to calm the waters.

No, Bernice. This one needs you.

If he doesn't trust us to handle it,
what're we doing here?

Settle down, Kingston. It is your
case, I'm just smoothing the way.

So swallow it, huh?

Give me five minutes,
then he's all yours.

It's ridiculous.

I know
what your detectives need.

And I know what the press
would like.

Well, the press will only get
something if you give it to them.

I can't see what your lot hope to
get out of asking us more questions.

Yvette was only in the job
1 8 months.

I was gonna let her go, anyway.
Let her go? Why?

Because she was unreliable.
In what way?

I think she might've had a bit of a
drinking problem, if you must know.

She probably walked out under
that car because she was pissed.

Well, our witness says otherwise.

And the autopsy results say
there was no alcohol in her blood.

So, unfortunately, there are
more questions, Senior Sergeant.

What's she doing in there?
Having brunch?

She'll come and get us in a minute.
Waverley isn't one for schmoozing.

Yeah, I get that.

Was she hard on you
when you started?

Hard but fair.
She's like that with everyone.

Really?

Why, have you had
a different experience?

Ooh.

Who are they? 'Men in Black'?

That's Michael Mellor,
from the Office of Police Standards.

He's the one that went after Waverley
for corruption.

Patrick O'Connell?

Patrick O'Connell?
Yes.

Michael Mellor.
Office of Police Standards.

Michael Mellor. Office
of Police Standards.

This is a warrant
to search these premises.

Take into evidence the items listed.

We're authorised to seize all files

relating to the State Police
Superannuation Fund

administered by this union,

along with all relevant
staff files and financial records.

Mum? Mum? Mum?

What's going on?
Who are these men?

Bernice Waverley,
I must now inform you

that you have been charged
with corruption

and the use of your position

as Superintendent
of Victoria State Police

for personal financial gain.

That's our warrant.
That's your copy.

You can't do this! The OPS has no
jurisdiction over the bloody union!

We have a legal opinion
that says otherwise.

Oh, well, you can stick your legal
opinion, you toe-cutting bastards!

Get away from those files!

Mr Mellor, you're interfering
with an investigation here.

I have an investigation
of my own to pursue.

All the files.
And the computers too.

Do we have a problem here, Bernice?
With what?

Michael Mellor being in the mix.
And why would that be a problem?

I don't wanna be
refereeing a grudge match here.

I can put another crew on the Yvette
Simpson thing if I have to.

No. You don't need to do that.

I do if you blame him
for what happened to your boy.

You need to maintain a clear
perspective on this, Bernice.

I do not blame him, or the OPS,
for what happened to Josh.

Well...

I do blame Mellor for dragging
my reputation through the mud,

and doing his best
to wreck my career.

But that is reasonable,
wouldn't you say?

Yeah.

Ma'am.

We followed up on the OPS's interest
in the union, Like you said.

We think we've got a line on it.

Good. I'll be right out.

Right, I spoke to a mate
in the media unit.

He reckons the union spin machine's
all over this already.

In damage control.
So what's the damage?

They reckon Paddy O'Connell's
done like a dog's dinner.

Skimming the State Police Super Fund

and siphoning money
into blind accounts offshore.

It looks like Mellor had a mole
in there, ma'am.

And there's a belief that the OPS has
insider information on the scam.

Are they allowed
to put informers in place?

No. It oversteps their brief. I've
studied their charter, at length.

It does make Yvette Simpson's death

very interesting, though,
in context.

Yeah. She was working
for Paddy O'Connell.

And puts her in an ideal spot
for gathering information.

And for being murdered,
if he found out.

Which makes chewing off our own
right arm pretty much a priority.

Go back to the Sunset Motel.

Take some photos of Michael Mellor
and his crew with you.

If Yvette was their mole,

that motel was a meeting place
for exchanging information.

Somebody
might have seen them there.

If we confirm she was spying for
the OPS, we may well have motive.

Yeah. Well?

Morning, ma'am.

The evening manager at the motel
couldn't help us last night,

but we just spoke with the day guy.

Only got one positive ID -
Michael Mellor.

He was her contact.

He was seen at the motel on more
than one occasion on his own.

He was the one
running Yvette Simpson.

Yes? What is it?

We need a word with your father.

It's Dad's day off. We're going out.

Well, that might have to wait.
Excuse me.

Dad!

What do you want?

What are you doing here?
Michael, what's going on?

Sorry to disturb you, Mrs Mellor.

You're not disturbing us,
you're invading our home.

Ian. That's enough.
We're going out. This is stupid.

Enough.
Mr Mellor, we need to speak.

We can either do it here or go to
the office and do it in private.

And, er, on the record.
You have a problem with that, sir?

You know that certain aspects of my
work need to remain confidential.

And you'll exercise your prerogative
in that regard, I'm sure.

Alright, then.

Michael?
It's OK.

Dad?
Jana, it's alright.

I'll see you back here later.
It'll be alright.

Where is he now?
Awaiting interview.

Look, Bernice,
I really need your assurance

that this is in no way personal.

Terry, we have had this conversation.
Now, I have an interview to watch.

To watch?

Well, you want arm's length,
don't you? Perspective.

Mapplethorpe and Freeman
are talking to the prick.

Was Yvette Simpson an OPS plant?

The use of undercover informants
exceeds our boundaries.

It's outside
of our mission statement.

Just answer the question, please.

She came to us. We didn't go to her.

She came to you with what?

Information that Paddy O'Connell
was rorting

the State Police Super fund.

How did she know about that?

She'd heard phone conversations.
Seen a black file, a book.

Transactions, supposedly.

And was her information reliable?

I believe so, yes.

What about
Yvette Simpson's drinking problem?

She didn't have a drinking problem.
Paddy O'Connell said she did.

Then Paddy O'Connell
is trying to discredit her.

So, in your opinion,
she was a reliable informant?

Yes.

And the motel,
that was a meeting point?

Yes. It was how we maintained
Yvette's cover. Not that it worked.

What do you mean?
I mean they must've got onto her.

I mean Yvette Simpson was murdered

before she could provide us
with enough hard evidence

about her suspicions.

Murdered. By whom?

By the person who had the most
to lose - Paddy O'Connell.

What proof do you have of that?
None, at the moment.

And what if we told you
that Paddy O'Connell had an alibi

for the time
that Yvette Simpson was killed?

I'd tell you
he commissioned the killing then.

There was a great deal
of money at stake.

How do you expect to prove that?
By doing my job.

Paddy O'Connell
didn't embezzle money alone.

I believe he colluded with
other members of the union.

I also think they'll sell each other
out if murder is in the mix.

I just need you to back off
and let me work on them.

Well, that's not
our call to make, Mr Mellor.

I know that. Which is why I want to
speak to Bernice Waverley.

Whatever the history between us,

I want you to understand -
I was only doing my job.

Just obeying orders?

No. I was the one
who gave the orders.

But I was operating within
prescribed guidelines.

Unlike this time.

I'm sorry.

About the loss of your son.

I'm not interested
in your apologies, Mellor.

The weight of evidence,
it came down on you.

It was a brilliant construct.

We thought you were corrupt. We were
wrong - very thoroughly misled.

Now, for what it's worth I'm sorry
for what happened to you.

We need to put it behind us now.

You need to let me nail this bastard.

'Bastard'?

He's corrupt.

If we have to work together to get to
the truth, then that's what we'll do.

Y es?

Well, I want someone for murder...

So, yes.
Alright. Good.

But I want you to understand
one thing.

I'll never forget
what you and your office did to me.

What you put me through.

And for what my son suffered...

..in the last days of his life,

I will never, ever, forgive you.

Mr Mellor's now ready to tell us
everything he knows.

So, Michael Mellor confirms that
Yvette Simpson was his informant.

Which means Paddy O'Connell

really is at the top
of our pile of suspects.

Well, our only suspect, really.
Have we checked his car?

Yeah, it's not a fit.
His alibi's solid.

So who was driving the car
that killed her?

Well, Mellor's got no ideas
on that score.

But he's adamant
that Paddy commissioned the hit.

The DPP needs evidence. It doesn't
matter how adamant Mellor is.

Wonder if Waverley managed
to squeeze any more out of him.

Waverley did.

He thinks there's a reason this case
went nowhere in the first place.

Detective Joel Morrison
has connections to Paddy O'Connell.

He does?
He does.

According to Mellor, Paddy was an
old squad mate of Morrison's uncle's.

Plus, he sat on the panel
that promoted Morrison to Cl.

So that could have helped Detective
Morrison get over the line.

In which case,
he owed Paddy - big-time.

Division said we'd find you here.
And here you are.

Working hard, Detective?
New face?

Taking it in turns, are you?

Detective Mapplethorpe's
talking to Paddy.

Your uncle's buddy.

He's a family friend. So what?

So, you owed the family friend and
let the Yvette Simpson case slide.

I didn't let it slide.

Bull. You were doing
Paddy O'Connell a favour.

I was doing the union a favour.
Our union.

At Paddy's request. Now he's being
investigated by the OPS.

And you guys are talking to them.
Yeah, I know.

I didn't let anything slide
in that investigation.

I just worked as fast as I could.
Why?

That's what the union wanted
before the media got a sniff of it.

There was nothing there.

It never occurred to you

to wonder why Paddy wanted it dealt
with so quickly?

Yvette Simpson was gonna drop him

and a bunch of other officials
in it - for corruption.

I don't believe you.
Ask the media unit.

They're sitting on the lid now
and it's about to blow off.

We have your official case notes.

Our colleagues want
your personal diary notes too.

Diary notes?

We need everything, including
what you had for lunch that day.

No. I'll go through the notes myself.

If I find anything, I'll pass it on.

It's a bit late
to save face now, Joel.

I'm not saving face.
I'm good at my job. I'll prove that.

Even if it's the last thing I do

before I get busted
back into uniform.

Detective Morrison was satisfied
the union was not involved.

He was happy to drop that arm
of the investigation.

He said it to my face.

He would, wouldn't he.
Given what you could do to him.

I don't think I'm hearing you right,
Senior Constable.

Oh, yes you are.
You're his uncle's buddy.

You gave him a leg-up in the past.
So now you called in another favour.

What the hell are you suggesting?
He might've felt that he owed you.

Even if nothing was said.

Joel was a solid detective.

He didn't need any help from me
to get where he is.

He was just showing some loyalty.

Or else what? What was the threat?

A demotion?

Or just a sideways shift
to a dead-end desk job.

Running the union, you meet a lot
of influential contacts.

Alright.

Maybe I pressured young Joel
into keeping the union out of it.

- What's the big deal?
- Why would you do that?

Because the union had nothing to do
with Yvette's death. Neither did l!

Anyway, subverting an investigation
is the least of your worries now.

Right?

I don't like you.

Tell the truth,
Senior Sergeant O'Connell.

You were worried
your scam would be exposed.

I've already told the OPS,
there is no scam. It's a mistake.

A mistake that Yvette Simpson
brought to their attention.

And you found out she was ratting.
So you had her killed!

That's not true! You don't have
a shred of evidence to support it.

You've checked my alibi, you've
checked my car, what's your problem?

The problem is,
whichever way you look at it,

you had a damn good motive.

You want motive?
I told you, talk to the husband.

We did that. He claims
that there was no issues.

The marriage was over and done with.

Oh, yeah? Well, I'll tell you
something you don't know, Love.

Yvette Simpson was pregnant
when she was killed.

How do you know that?
Girls around the office gossiping.

And I know morning sickness
when I see it.

I've got three daughters,
two grandkids.

I'm telling you -
Yvette was in the family way.

What?

An exhumation order.

You want an exhumation order
for Yvette Simpson?

The Coroner should grant it.

When she was autopsied
it was pretty open and shut

as regards cause of death.

You can read the report if you like.

And you think her pregnancy
could be motive for her death?

Her husband. This new mystery lover
she had. Either/or.

Exhumation order.

Why?

We have reason to believe that Yvette
Simpson was pregnant when she died.

We plan to exhume the body
and verify that.

It may prove to be the motive.

And once we exhume her

we'll have a means
of identifying the father, won't we?

Her lover.

Whose identity
I believe I already know.

I just have to prove it.

This is an authorisation for us
to obtain a DNA sample from you.

I'd appreciate it if you'd sign it.

You have no grounds
to request my DNA.

Y es, I do. You met with Miss Simpson
many times at that motel.

You showed uncharacteristic emotion

in the pursuit of the man who's
suspected of organising her murder.

And we have anecdotal evidence
that she was pregnant.

I seem to recall you berating me
about my lack of compassion.

This is not tit for tat, Mr Mellor.
This is a legitimate line of enquiry.

Which just happens to serve
your private agenda.

I can get a warrant
for that DNA sample,

or you can just tell the truth.

Alright.

We were intimate.

And if she was pregnant,
then the child would be mine.

That's a bit of a problem, isn't it,
given your marital status?

Not the kind of problem
you're thinking of.

If I'd known about the child,
I would've been pleased.

I didn't kill her. And I can prove it.

Ma'am. This is Shane Bodie.

He's the witness that started
this whole investigation off.

Ah, Mr Bodie.
Um, why have I been brought back in?

We have questions
about your evidence.

I don't understand.

Shane. It's my problem, not yours.

Tell them the truth.

Tell them everything.

You lied to us.

I said what I was told to say.

Who by?
By Mr Mellor.

Michael Mellor.
Yes.

So what exactly did you see,
Mr Bodie?

Nothing. I wasn't there.

So you were told to say

that the car swerved deliberately
to hit Ms Simpson?

Yeah. Mr Mellor gave me
all the details.

The time, what she was wearing,
the car, all that stuff.

I wasn't even there.

Why did Mr Mellor ask you to lie
about being there?

He said it was a matter of justice.
That an injustice had been done.

So how long have you and Mr Mellor
been friends?

We're not friends.
Colleagues?

No.
So you must be family.

Brother-in-law? Cousin? Nephew?

No! I... I barely know the guy.

So you lied to the police
for a man you barely know?

Oh, gee, he must've had you
by the balls on something.

Why did you do
what he asked you to do?

Look, I was caught up
in another thing,

passing on some stolen goods
for a couple of uniforms.

Minor stuff.

And?

Mr Mellor said he'd keep me
out of it if I helped him.

So he'd make a charge of possessing
stolen goods go away

if you lied to police
about the death of a woman

and risk a much more serious charge?

That is not a great deal, Mr Bodie.

That's what I said too.
He said he'd make it worth my while.

How much?

5,000.

And this proves you didn't kill her?

You don't think so?
How?

Because I wanted her death
investigated!

Because I knew it was no accident
and I wanted it investigated.

Without your name coming into it.
Y es.

She was dead, I have a family
and, yes, I wanted it all discreet.

What had started
as a professional matter

had developed into something
very...important,

for both of us.

Very real.

I was going to leave,
to be with Yvette,

as soon as the investigation
was over.

So why would I kill her?
I didn't kill her.

But you did suborn
a false witness statement.

I had to do something.
I saw what happened.

I'd just got to my car,
further down the street.

I saw her being run down.
You saw the driver?

I knew it had to be
Paddy O'Connell.

He was the one with the most
to gain from her being dead.

Your office abandoned her,
though, didn't it?

Her death was a complication -

the use of a mole
wasn't in your charter,

so the OPS just decided
to let her death go,

even though they knew
it was no accident.

Y es.

Y es.

Your office can be pretty
heartless, I suppose.

You'll make yourself available
for further questioning, Mr Mellor.

My team will let you know
when they're done at your home.

We're speaking with your wife there
at the moment.

Where's my husband?
He's being questioned.

What for? He's not done anything.

How has your husband been,
Mrs Mellor? Over the last few months?

What do you mean?
His moods. How's he been?

You mean has he been troubled?
Upset?

Anything out of the norm.
Just say what you're getting at.

What do you think we're getting at?

His moods worsened
after Yvette Simpson was killed.

I found the order of service
from the funeral.

It all made sense after that.

Was he in love with her?
Or was it just sex?

That's not for us to speculate,
Mrs Mellor.

No. No, that's for me and Michael
to sort out, isn't it?

All unspoken.

We understand this is hard for you,

but we'd like you to make
a formal statement.

Darlings.

What's happening? Mum?

What've you been saying?
What are you doing here?

We can't discuss that with you.

I suggest you leave us
to finish speaking with your mum.

And I suggest you leave, right now!

If you wanna question my mother,
arrest her.

But arrest me first
because I won't let that happen.

No, Mum. Ian's right.
You've been through enough.

Get out of here! Please.

Are you sure there isn't
anything else you wanna tell us?

She knew her hubby was having
an affair with Yvette.

Question is, did she decide
to do something about it?

What sort of car does she drive?

A little hatchback. Doesn't fit.

Still, a woman scorned.
She could have hired someone.

I've been looking for you.

Oh, well done. You've found me.

I've been going over things
with a different agenda.

What, you've been searching
for the truth this time?

I think I've found something
that might be useful to you.

I went back
over the list of my panel beaters

and I found one car
that'd been recently repaired.

Fits the description?

The damage was right
for the nature of the impact.

But?

The owner of the car was alibied
for the time of the hit-run.

He was interstate, the car supposedly
was hit while it was parked.

And this is suddenly
interesting again why?

Because when I took into account
the union and the OPS's interest,

I realised something.

Check out the listed address
of where the damaged car was parked.

We can't do this here.
This requires a formal interview.

I will not have my family
dragged through all this.

You dragged us into this when you
started seeing that woman, Michael.

I'll call our lawyer.
He can sort this out.

No. I'll come with you.

What we need is a marriage
counsellor, not a lawyer.

I'll get my jacket.

Mum? What's happening?

We'll need
your attendance, too, Ian.

Mine?
This is not necessary!

We're acting on evidence, sir!
What evidence?

Step aside, please, Mr Mellor.

Detective Kingston
will take you to the car.

I haven't done anything.

He hasn't done anything.
You heard him. Mum!

Just do as they ask, Ian.

This is nuts.
What are you people doing?

Dad, make them go away.
Stand up to them.

Dad!

Stand up to them!

This is you getting
your pound of flesh, isn't it?

You said you wanted Yvette Simpson's
death resolved.

That's what we're doing.

We've located the car
that witnesses described

on the day
of Miss Simpson's death.

Y es. And?

The vehicle belongs
to a Bradley Hicks.

Are you familiar with that name?

He's a mate of mine.

A good mate. Lends you his car.

He asked me to look after it
for him while he was away.

It was parked outside your house.

On the street. Y es.

With one of those,
er,car cover things over it.

Not in the driveway?

It looks nice, but it drips oil.

I told Ian not to put it
in the drive.

Where were the keys?
I don't know.

My son had them
in his room, I suppose.

You suppose? Or you knew?

I suppose.

Did you take that car and use it

to kill your husband's lover,
Mrs Mellor?

For God's sake, no!

I never drove it.

Yeah, I drove it.
That's what it was there for.

And you took it
to the panel beater's to be repaired.

I had to. I went to take it out
and someone had run into it.

And you thought it was up to you
to get it fixed?

Brad loves that car, it's his life.

I said I'd keep it safe
on the driveway for him,

but Mum wouldn't let me.

Who paid to have it fixed?
I did.

Why?
Because it wasn't Ian's fault.

He was going to football training

and there it was
with a smashed light.

He never wanted to put it
in the street in the first place.

Did your son know about the affair

between Miss Simpson
and your husband?

No.

And if you're suggesting
that he used that car to kill her,

that's...it's just absurd.

Did anyone else know?
No.

No, I haven't talked
to anyone about it.

Brings us back to you.
Well, it wasn't me!

It wasn't me.
If it wasn't you, who was it?

I don't know. The car was parked
where I left it when I got home.

The keys were still in the drawer.
And who knew where they were?

My sister knew, I guess.
But she can't even drive.

She's only just
learning how to use gears.

But Bradley Hicks's car
is an automatic, isn't it?

Is it?

What happened, Jana?
What did you find out?

Nothing.

Not at first.

I just heard
Mum and Dad arguing a lot.

She thought he was having an affair.

Dad said he wasn't seeing anyone.

And you didn't believe his denials?

What do you think?
Yes, I believed him. He's my dad.

You talked to him about it?

I was going to.

So I jumped in a taxi
and I followed him from his office.

He went to some sleazy motel.

Did you see them together?

Mum was right.
He was with that woman.

He led her out of the hotel room
and she turned back and kissed him.

Why didn't you talk to me?

I couldn't. I couldn't.

I stressed for a week.

And then Ian had
Brad's car there

and I was just thinking about it,
about where Dad was,

so I took the keys
and I drove around there

and I was gonna, I don't know,

I was gonna, Like,
you know,confront them about it.

But you didn't do that.

I was too late.

I saw her coming out of a shop,

just looking so...happy.

I was angry. I lost it.

I ran her down.

I took the car back, and I parked it.

I didn't tell Ian.

I was the one that hit her.

I killed her.

Oh, my baby.

Poor kid, she thought she was
protecting her family.

Oh, Detective Morrison.
What does he want?

Oh, I told him I'd keep him updated.

Don't even go there.

I was a bit of a bitch to him and he
came through for us in the end.

It's the least I can do.

Detective Kingston. Got a result?

Come on. I'll fill you in
over a coffee.

Sure.

Kingston.
Ma'am.

You ready for me, Ma'am?

Oh, just give me a minute
and then come in.

They've finished
processing your daughter now.

You can spend a few minutes
with Jana if you want.

I think we can expedite
a bail hearing. I've put in a call.

I suppose you'll be opposing bail?

No. We won't.

Fine.

If there's anything else I can do.
You can spare me your compassion.

Detective Senior Constable Buchanan
will take you to your daughter now.

Well, well. Is this the sound
of the chickens coming home to roost?

No, allow me.

Oh, it's going to be
quite a day in court, hmm?

What've we got?

Cause a false report to police?

Bribery? Attempt to pervert
the course of justice?

Jeez - hard to know where to start.

Yeah, you'll lose your job,
your family,

and you'll probably get about
three years in a four-by-four cell.

Just you and a sexually-starved
knuckle-dragger.

And after what you did
to Bernice Waverley

I'm gonna enjoy every
minute of your misery.