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You're under suspension.
I was stitched up.

I would never tamper
with evidence.

The only station
in the whole of Australia

that will employ you.

There's one.

Oh!
Mac, before you go...

Glad to see it's not just me
she walks out on.

Walks out of rooms,
not weddings.

What, six years,
you still haven't figured it out?

You just left
without even giving me a thought.

I wanted more.

Mac.

Heya. Mwah!

Frankie.
You could have told me.

La Belle Dauphine.
This is Bianca.

I can squeeze you in
tomorrow morning.

See you in eight weeks.
Remember - emulsify.

You're gonna look awesome.
Tahnee's the best.

Donna, sweetheart.

Over here.

We're doing extensions today,
Dais.

Yeah. I just thought
I'd do something fun

for my anniversary.
So fun.

I can still surf with them in?

Yes.
Good morning, ladies.

Morning, darling. Hey.

Morning.

I basically want
to section it off, braid.

That's gonna look so beautiful.
Seriously.

As long as it still looks
like me, you know?

I don't want to look
like a different person.

You'll look like you, but...

Sorry.
You made me jump.

Well, I have got
another surprise for you.

Happy birthday!
Happy birthday, bestie!

We're taking you to lunch.

- We have booked a table at...
- ...the Hut!

I'm just going to finish
doing Daisy's hair.

Oh, thanks, girls.

OK, I need to make some calls.

OK.
OK, cool.

Get ready, Daisy.

First things first. Blow dry.

Oh, I forgot to say,
the booking's at 12,

so we're heading over
in about an hour or so.

Yeah. Almond oil.

And I would love to get that
by tomorrow morning.

Wow, they look beautiful.

What, not too much?
For an anniversary?

No way.

Yeah, it's nice, isn't it?

Alright. Thank you.

I will see you lot
in 15 minutes or so.

Yeah.
OK.

Bye.
Bye, darling.

Alright, Donna. Let's do it.

Alright.
Bianca!

Skye! Lunch.

Bianca. Lunch.

Mm-hm. Mm-hm.

Guess she's meeting us there.

Skye, we going?

Yeah, two seconds,
I'm nearly done.

Hey, look at this.

Ta-da!

What is that?
Is that, like, red velvet?

Yeah. Bianca's favourite,

ever since she saw it
in a magazine

when we were in Year 5.
OK.

We off?
Yeah.

Where's Bianca?

Um, she's gonna meet us there.

Oh, typical.
Alright, let's go, then.

Still no reply?

She probably just got caught up
on the phone.

- She won't be far off.
- Oh, no Bianca?

Did you want to order?

Know what?

I don't know why we bothered.
She was never going to show up.

Donna...

Sorry, Daisy.

It's fine.

Hey, your hair looks fab.

Oh, thank you.

She probably
just got caught up, you know?

You know how hard she works.

I know how hard
she says she works.

Bianca!

Bianca.

Bianca!

Bianca?

What?

Is she...?

Oh, my... Bianca?

Hello?

Glenn. Already here.

Hey, Col.

Mac.

What have we got?

Looks like strangulation.

Suffusion in the face

with some mottling
of the skin just here.

No livor mortis yet.
No rigor mortis.

The body's still
at a normal temperature,

suggesting that death occurred

some time
in the past couple of hours.

What was the ligature?

We don't have one.

Looks like there was
a bit of a struggle, though.

Which means
it probably wasn't quick.

How long?

Hard to say exactly,
but if she was struggling,

at least a minute or two.

Maybe.
I'll get that.

Robbery?

There's nothing here to take.

Salon went cashless...

..11 weeks ago.

Security cameras?

Unfortunately not.

It's a terrifying way to die.

Have you had a look round here?

Briefly.
But I didn't touch anything.

Massage room.

There's no smoke detector
in here.

So?

So.

Do you want me to refer them
for a safety breach?

Or shall we talk to the staff?

So I-I sort of organised this

kind of, like, surprise lunch
for Bianca

for her birthday.
Tahnee...

..Jones, senior stylist.

Yeah. Um, so I booked lunch
for 12,

and then when it came time to go,

Bianca got stuck on the phone.

So we... we left.

Um, did you lock the door?

No! No, 'cause Bianca was here.

And you left together?
Yeah, yeah.

So we were out here
and we were looking at the cake

that I got, which was red velvet,
and Skye was...

Skye Bailey.
Yeah, I'm her sister.

I'm Bianca's sister.

And so I was in the washroom,
and then I came here.

And then the three of us,
we left.

We left at the same time.

So that must make you,
uh, Donna Smithwick,

the apprentice.

Um, can you talk us through
exactly what happened?

When did you come back?

It was about one.

So, um...
And that's when we...

That's when we found her.

My best friend since Year 2.

Really?
Yeah.

We both wore tiaras
on our first day at Aireys Inlet,

and we've been best friends
ever since.

Down in Victoria?

Yeah. Yeah, we moved up here,

um, when Bianca...
Skye and Bianca's mum

passed away,
and she set up the salon.

Where's the smoke detector?

Smo... What?
In the massage room.

There's no smoke detector.

Um, is that...?

Sorry? Are we in trouble?

We're investigating everything
at this stage.

So who first spotted Bianca?

So I've searched the perimeter
of the building.

We.

You were guarding the door
the whole time.

Go on.

OK, so no signs of disturbance.
Nothing that suggests a robbery.

Mm-hm.

OK, well,
you two canvass the neighbours,

see if anyone saw anything
between midday and one.

Consider them canvassed.

Door unlocked.

All the staff at lunch.

Anyone could have walked in
off the street.

Look at this.

Bianca had back-to-back appointments,
treatments, meetings with suppliers,

evening training
for new products.

She didn't do anything else.

So...?
So this place was her entire life.

It filled every minute of her day.

Did Donna go through here?

Yeah.

This is an active crime scene.
You can't just walk away.

I just needed a moment.

What were you inside for?

It's a prison tattoo, isn't it?

Armed robbery.

I did nine years.

It must have been hard to get a job.

Well, I... I came here
for a fresh start,

but people weren't exactly keen
to hire a crim, so...

..Bianca took a chance on me.

That was good of her.

Yeah, she was alright.

As long as you didn't
get in her way.

Did you get in her way?

If there's one thing
you learn inside,

it's how to keep your head down.

This is a murder investigation.

You're a witness, Donna.

So who did get in her way?

The landlord.

She hated him.

I saw them.

I thought she was going
to take his head off.

When was this?
Last week.

They were out in the garden

screaming at each other,
as usual.

About what?

I don't know.

He drops round all the time.

Hey, Mac.
That's all for now, Donna.

Just before you...

Anything?
Not yet.

I've sent the body for an autopsy.

It was something else, actually.

I wanted to see if you'd be keen
to look after Frankie this weekend.

Oh. Er...
You don't have to.

Mum said she would if she had to.

But you know how she feels
about dogs.

No, I'd love to.
Great.

I'm away for a couple of days
camping.

Yeah. Just going...
Daisy can talk to us.

Yeah, well, just, you know,
drop her over whenever.

They didn't leave.

None of them?

Well, maybe to use
the bathroom, but what's that,

like two minutes?

It's 10 minutes at least
to the salon.

Did anyone stop at their table?

Mm... just me.

But it was busy,
so I can't be 100% sure.

They must be devastated.

Poor Bianca.

I hope this doesn't put a damper
on your anniversary weekend.

Oh...

It's your anniversary?

Five years.

And you're going camping?

Glamping.

Yeah, it's fancy, hence the...

You're taking care of Frankie,
aren't you?

Yeah, yeah.

Thanks for your help.
OK.

What a dream, eh?

Couple of nights
in the national park.

Under the stars.

With the mosquitoes,
spiders, snakes...

..wombat.

It'll take a good chunk
out of your leg if you let it.

Mm. Not my idea of fun.

So it seems the salon girls
were all definitely at lunch.

Maybe it was someone off the street.

Yeah. Possible, sure,
but random murders,

they don't happen very often. No.

People are killed
by those closest to them.

You think the staff?

They're all alibied.

At lunch together, in full view.

So if the killer
was at that table...

..how did they do it?

Tahnee Jones, victim's best friend
since kindergarten.

Reminds me of my best friend.
Glenn?

My old best friend.

Known him since nursery.

We bonded over eating glue.

That explains a lot.

Skye, the sister.
Donna has a record.

Robbery, like she said.

Nine years, model prisoner, paroled.

First job was apprentice to Bianca.

It's very altruistic of her
to hire an ex-crim.

Mm.

Especially an up-market salon
with a very strong image.

Who inherits?

No will.

Parents dead,
so in theory, the sister. Skye.

And no witnesses saw
anyone coming or going?

Felix and Reggie
are door-knocking.

But the door, it was unlocked,

so it doesn't have to be
one of these three girls.

Mm. No.

Bianca was working 24/7
to keep that place going.

She had no social life, no hobbies.

The only people in her life -

those three employees.

None of them were
anywhere near the salon

at the time of the murder.

So what sort of employer was she?

Well, they were throwing her
a surprise party.

Hardly the kind of thing you do
if you don't like your boss.

Unless you're sucking up.

I mean, we have all fantasised
about killing our boss.

Hmm.
Oy!

No, we can't rule out
the people closest to Bianca.

They might hold the answer.

Well, if they don't,
it might be the guy she owes

60 grand to. Bianca's landlord.

According to these texts,
she was behind on her rent -

a long way behind.

Donna saw them arguing last week.
What's his name?

Troy Lexton.

Right. Find out where he is
and what he's doing.

Mackenzie, just before you go,
can we have a word?

Mm-hm.

OK, let's get this out of the way.

HR is sending a contract for you.

Why?

They're sick of paying
your casual rates.

They want to put you on permanent.

And no-one
in the entire police force

has ever stopped them
getting what they want.

But I'm only here temporarily.

Yeah, but what if you're not?

There's no guarantee
that you're going to be cleared.

I have to be.
I didn't do anything wrong.

And no-one who's innocent
has ever been found guilty before?

This is different.

We had him,
and the key evidence disappeared.

How?
Someone on the inside.

That's my theory.
Oh, really?

It's the only thing that makes sense.

Yeah.

Be that as it may,
you either work here or you don't.

HR, they want an answer
in the next couple of days.

You understand? Yeah?

Mackenzie?
I found Troy Lexton.

Yes, I said I'd fix
the ceiling fan.

Troy Lexton?
No, stop calling me,

or I'll have to put you out
on the street, OK?

Uh, yeah. Look, I was joking
about evicting her.

I wouldn't do that.

We want to talk to you about
the murder of Bianca Bailey.

What? When?

At her salon.
Around lunchtime today.

Gee, that's... That's awful.

She owed you money.

She was 60 grand behind on the rent.

No, she paid me.

When?

Well, not all of it.

She gave me 42K in cash
and said she'd get the rest soon.

Not gonna get it now, am I?

Where did she get the money?

No idea.

My old man always used to say,

"Whenever anyone
offers you money, you take it.

"No questions."

You don't think I had anything
to do with it... do you?

Where were you between noon
and 1pm today?

I was nowhere near the place.

I was inspecting a building
in the industrial park

on Southey Road.

Did, uh, did anyone see you?

No, but...

Hey, hang on a sec.

Ah!

Charging for parking
in a coastal town.

Profiteering at its worst.

Look, Bianca could be a pain,

but it's always sad
to lose a tenant.

It's sad when someone dies.

Right. Yeah.

Alright, mate?
Uh, not far away.

Why isn't there a smoke detector
in the massage room?

Well, there is.

Look, no idea how that happened.

I will get on to replacing that
as soon as I can.

In my properties,
safety comes first.

Mackenzie.

She was definitely strangled,
as we suspected.

I found symptomatic petechiae,

broken capillaries and oedema,
and a broken hyoid bone.

What was the ligature?
Good question.

It definitely wasn't
a hair dryer cord.

How do you know?
The ligature marks.

If it was a cord or rope,

they'd be darker, narrower,
more focused.

But these are fainter than usual
and a bit more spread out.

So what?

A belt, a scarf?

Maybe.

I'm not willing to rule
that out at this stage, or in.

I still need a bit more information
there.

Is that it?

For now, yep. I'll keep going.

When are you two heading off?

Oh, yeah. You and Daisy.

That's why I'm looking after Frankie,
isn't it? For your anniversary?

We chatted to her.
She's pumped for it.

She's got her hair done.
Mm.

Should be fun.
Camping, it's just... Oof!

It's the best.

I've actually got
quite a bit to do here.

I'll let you know
if I find anything else.

Cheers.

So Skye's background check
had her living in Aireys Inlet

until she left at 16 and moved
around all over the place,

which made me wonder
if something had happened,

which led me to the local
newspapers, which led me to...

Is that her?
Mm-hm.

Hi, Skye.
Hi.

Thanks for coming.
Yeah. I mean,

anything I can do to help.
First thing?

Tell us about
being a teenage arsonist.

How is... How is that relevant?

That was a long time ago.

What I don't understand
is why your little accomplice

was convicted and you weren't.

Do we really have to do this now?

Your sister's dead, Skye.

Wow. Um, OK.

Look, my mum pulled some strings.

I don't know what else to say.

Well, that was lucky for you.

It wasn't lucky for me
because then she chucked me out.

At 16?
Yes.

Bianca and I were raised

in a very strict
religious household, and...

..I brought shame on the family,

so she made my charge disappear,

and in return, I had to go.

Did Bianca contact you at all?

No. Mum had a real hold over her.

What happened then?

I went off the rails, didn't I?

My own mother completely cut me off.

What changed?

Mum died.

And I know that sounds really bad,

but it freed me.

Like I just felt like
she couldn't judge me any more

and I reconnected with Bianca,
and just everything changed.

You know, she'd set up the salon.

She gave me a job.
It was just... It was a new start.

And now you inherit it all.

Excuse me?

Well, she doesn't have a will, Skye.
It's all yours.

I was at a lunch

and I came back

and my sister was dead
on the floor.

OK? So I could inherit
a hundred salons,

and it will never make up
for the fact

that I will never see her again.

Kicked out of home at 16.

She looks so fresh-faced
in that photo.

Hair looks a lot lighter.

So the salon was behind on rent,

yet Bianca finds 42 grand
to pay most of it off.

Where from?
I'm going to head back there,

get into the books,
see if I can find the answer.

Mm-hm.

Skye's got an unhappy history
with her sister, but looks like

they were repairing it.

Tahnee was supposedly
Bianca's best friend,

so there could be
something there.

She was at lunch anyway.

And, well, Troy Lexton,
he's a real piece of work,

but he was nowhere near the place.

Argh! What was going on
in that salon?

Hey. Tools down, folks.
We have cracked it.

Wade Thornburn
from Thornburn Quality Meats

from across the road
from the salon.

Mm. Now, he shut his shop
early yesterday

'cause the trevally were biting,
but we got him this morning.

Yeah. He said someone
walked in there around about...

12:55.
12:55.

Who?
He said he didn't know him,

but he said he was an Asian bloke

with polyester slacks
and brown shoes.

Troy Lexton.

Yeah, but he's alibied.
No, his car is alibied.

How long was he in there for?

Oh, Wade told us

he cubed a shoulder of lamb
for Mrs Merrit

and rang it up...
Wrapped it.

..wrapped it up,
and then Troy came out.

How long are we talking?

Two to three minutes.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Long enough.

Come on.

Hey. Can you get off the lawn?
I just mowed it.

What are you doing?

What side of the road
did you park on, Troy?

What?
At the industrial estate. Yesterday.

They mark the bay numbers
on the ticket,

but we won't test you on that.

So just tell us,
was it the east side of the road

or west?

Yeah, I'm not really good
with directions.

East is the beach.
West is the escarpment.

Uh... east.

Oh, Troy.

So close.

You weren't in the car, were you?

Troy.

Oh, Dad, just... Just go inside.

Go, go make lunch.
Bloody hell.

Look, you, er, you can't prove that.

We spoke to Kirsten.

Kirsten at your office,

Kirsten who borrowed the car
to do the inspection?

Yeah. Look, I, um...

I was...
Oh, and...

..a witness saw you going
into La Belle Dauphine at 12:55 pm.

What? That's crazy.
I was nowhere near the place.

"Asian bloke in polyester slacks."

They're wool.
Brown shoes.

Well, they're actually more caramel.
Sweating like you wouldn't believe.

OK, OK.

I-I did go to the salon.

Why?

The rent.

I wanted the rest of it.

I went there to talk to her about

figuring out
a fair payment plan.

But when I got there, I...

Bianca!

..found her dead.

I just bolted as quick as I could.

I didn't kill her.

I mean, why would I?

I'd never get my money.

Why didn't you tell us?

Well...

..I didn't want to make things
worse for myself. I just...

You know, I panicked.

Come on, let's go back
to the salon, turn it over,

knowing what we know.

Just get away from the door!

Dad... Go in.

Felix, can we keep an eye
on Troy Lexton?

Yeah, well, he might not have motive
to kill Bianca,

but he lied about
finding the body, so...

..something else is going on.

Yep.

Sick waves this morning.

Were they?

No better way to start the day.

Being in the water, sun shining.

The other morning,
I literally saw dolphins.

Oh, in Dolphin Cove?
Well, I never.

I'm just saying.

When I was a kid,
if you'd have told me

one day I'd be surfing
with dolphins...

Don't you ever find it boring?

No way.

They jump out of the water!

I was talking
about the weather.

I miss the grey skies.

Rain. Bit of wind.

The kind of weather
that inspires great literature.

Mm.

Only because
there's nothing better to do.

Guarantee you,

if Charlotte Bronte owned
a surfboard,

Wuthering Heights
would never have happened.

That was Emily Bronte.

You're making my argument for me.

This is interesting.

Tahnee has a brochure
for a nursing home in Victoria.

Must be for a relative.

And an unpaid invoice from them...

..for 42 grand.

I appreciate you meeting me here,
Tahnee.

Of course.

Tell me about your grandma.

What?
She was meant to be moving

into Heritage House supported care,

but the deposit was never paid
and she lost her place.

$42,000.

What happened?
Well...

We decided that...

..this wasn't a right fit for her.

Or did you give the money
to Bianca for the rent?

I thought that I was buying
into the business.

Didn't you know
the financial state of the salon?

Bianca told me
the salon was thriving,

that we could run it together.

Best friends forever.

She said that I'd make enough money

to move my nan up here,

somewhere warmer.

So she lied to you?

She didn't mean it.

She thought that the salon
could get over this hump

and that everything would be OK.

And it would have been.

Yeah, Bianca could
make anything happen.

Her mum left her a bit of money,

and she built La Belle Dauphine

with her hard work
and determination.

I was...

..lucky to be her best friend.

How did you find out the truth?

I saw her give the money to Troy.

What did you do?

I confronted her about it.

She didn't deny it.

Bianca, $42,000!
Please, sweetheart...

You are blowing this
way out of proportion.

When was this?

Three days ago.

You must have felt very betrayed.

Honestly?

No.

I wish she'd told me about it,

but I knew
that we could get through it.

We always have.
I knew that we'd be OK.

That's all for now. Thanks.

I'll be in touch.

Colin, what have you got?

I'm at the salon.
You need to get down here.

My opinion...

Which I didn't ask for.

You'd think, with all
the properties he owns,

he could afford a better car.

I mean, have a look at the bomb.

Oh, that's nice.

Where'd you get that?

From the salon.

Did you nick it?

No, it was a free sample.

From a crime scene! That's wrong.

Oh, well, there's wrong

and then there's wrong,
isn't there?

And they're both wrong!

What's he up to?

Oh, don't tell me

he's going to use that
reject stuff for his rentals.

It's not illegal.

Yeah, well, it's still dodgy.

That's a hanging offence in my book.

Yeah? And how is
your moisturiser going there?

God, you still going on about that?

When you were our teacher in school,
you went on about honesty.

Yeah.

It wasn't, "There's wrong
and there's wrong."

You told us
to do the right thing

no matter what it cost you.

Yeah, well, I didn't have
to worry about it with you,

Mr Perfect Behaviour.

A little bit of rule-breaking
would have done you good.

I didn't always behave perfectly.
Oh, I think I'd remember.

You were a beautiful boy.

You always got my special pen.

The "top work" one
with the rainbow ink.

I haven't thought about that
in years.

Don't know where it got to.

Oh, what's he got now?

Oh, no, mate, don't do it.
Ooh.

I bet you a coffee he does.

Oh, seriously?

Ugh.
Yeah, you still defending him?

I'll build the gallows.

That's the way.

When I went through
Bianca's payroll records,

I found some discrepancies.

Why did Bianca stop paying you?

I don't know
what you're talking about.

Last weekly paycheque

was the 4th of September.

For the last 11 weeks...

..not a cracker.

I was an apprentice.

You don't get paid much.
It's about the experience.

Mm. So, 11 weeks ago,
the salon goes cashless.

A week later, your pay stops.
My guess?

She caught you with your hand
in the till.

It was once.

20 bucks for everyone's coffees,

which I had to get and pay for
out of my own pocket every day.

So what was the play?

You work for free and in return
she doesn't tell anybody?

Well, she knew that

if my parole officer
found out that...

Back inside?

But why didn't you just quit?

Are you serious?

I'm a woman in her 50s,
fresh out of prison.

I'm not what you call
an easy hire.

And she knew it.

Taking all the credit
for giving me a second chance.

Yeah.
You must have hated her for it.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah, I did.

But I didn't kill her.

OK,
so here's our state of play.

We've got Tahnee,
we've got Skye, we've got Donna.

And they've all got motives?
Mm-hm.

Bianca took the 42 grand
that Tahnee had earmarked

to put her grandma
in a nursing home

and spent it on back rent.

I'd be fuming.

Yeah, well, she says she's not angry,
but come on.

Alright, so we've got Skye.
She inherits.

But, er, salon wasn't worth
anything.

She had no way of knowing that.

For all she knew,
it was a goldmine.

And Donna was being blackmailed
into working for free.

Mm. Criminal background.
Desperate situation.

OK, so you've got motive,
motive, motive,

but no opportunity.

Then we've got sweaty Troy Lexton

with an opportunity,
but no motive.

Argh! Doesn't make sense.
Let's not forget

the missing smoke detector.
Yeah!

What's that?
Well...

..a woman dedicated to
every single aspect of her salon

doesn't have...

Wait.

Are you making fun of me?

A little bit. Yeah.

Troy Lexton's a dirtbag.

What's he up to now?

Oh, where do you start?

I mean, he threw his chip packet
out the car window

and was leering at a couple of girls
crossing the road.

Yeah, and he illegally dumped
bags of domestic rubbish

into a skip and pinched
some old reject building supplies,

which he then used to replace
a tenant's windowsill.

Checks out.

I'm all for upcycling.

Like, we are a disposable culture -

you break something,
toss it out, move on.

But this man was picking
through hard waste

like he was in a lolly shop.
Reggie.

Mm.

What sort of rubbish?

Oh, it was disgusting.

He grabbed a toilet seat
and he also grabbed this...

No, no, no, no, no.

What was Troy throwing away?

Oh... I don't know.

Didn't you look?
In the skip?

Yeah.
No.

Wh...

First thing tomorrow morning.

Is this where you pictured
your day going?

Bagged evidence in worse places.

What are we looking for?
Exactly my question.

As Detective Senior Constable
Cartwright

has helpfully reminded us,

there was a smoke detector
in the washroom,

but not in the massage room.

Oh, this smoke detector.

It had to go somewhere.

Maybe it was never there
in the first place.

Humour me.

Oh, I'm just a volunteer.

You wanted more work to do.

There's a whole acai bowl in here.

Who would throw that out?
It's like $18.

Oh, no. Maggots. Maggots!

Hey, I don't think it's that bad.
It just reminds me

of playground duty
picking up rubbish.

We'd get the naughty kids
to do...

Happy anniversary, by the way.

Tomorrow, isn't it?

Yeah.

Five years.

Yep.

You walked out on me, Mac.

Remember?

What did you want me to do?

Go live in a cave?
Join the priesthood?

You never called me.

Of course
I was going to move on.

And, yes, I waited a year,

and it was a pretty average year
as well, if I'm honest.

And then things happened with Daisy,
and I'm glad they did.

I know you are.
She is amazing.

She is the best thing
that ever happened to me.

I know she is.
So I didn't tell you that

I was going away the exact
minute I saw you. So what?

Mackenzie!
I don't have

to tell you everything.
I know.

I don't need you to get
stuck into me for it.

I'm not getting stuck in.
Yes, you are.

You can at least admit that.

Excuse me!

I don't believe it.

Why would a landlord
as tight as Troy Lexton

rip out a smoke detector
and throw it away?

Because of this.

Is that a...?

A camera.

Oh, the dirty perv.

Nope, that's not mine.

We saw you throw it in the skip.

No, that...
That was a different one.

You know what?

This... This is harassment.

I'm actually the victim here.

Sorry, what?

OK, so what if the salon closes?

Nobody's going to want
to rent a place

where someone's been murdered.

And that's an income stream
just vanished.

So we're working on
retrieving that footage.

Before we watch it,
anything you'd like to tell us?

No.
OK. You lied about

being in the salon.

You found her body,
but you didn't tell us.

Bianca!
So fine. Yeah. You're a liar.

But you didn't have a motive
to kill her.

Exactly.
And then we find out

you're illegally filming women
in the massage room.

Did Bianca find out?

No.

She had no idea.

Look, I went there to talk
to her about the rent.

Then after I found Bianca,

I panicked and took
the smoke detector out.

And threw it in the skip.
Yes.

I mean, she...

She was murdered.

I don't want anyone thinking
I'm dodgy.

So we're looking at any movement
at the time of death.

Anything that can help us
figure out what happened.

The time window's
between 12 and one.

OK. So nothing happened
in this room

between 11:59 and when Troy
rips the smoke detector out

at 12:56. Let's go back.

Sorry, it's a bit glitchy.

Troy must have damaged
something when he threw it out.

Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop!
Stop it, stop it!

There's the wireless speaker.

Well, this was before the girls
left for lunch.

OK, go forward again.

Move. Felix, move.

There was a speaker on the shelf,

and then there wasn't.
What happened?

Well, that part of the footage
is wrecked. I can't get to it.

So someone moved the speaker.

Who and why?

Oh!

Oh, my...

How did I miss it?

Speaker...

..tunic...

..killer and the victim.

What about them?

Oh, my God.

We thought Troy was the only one
who had opportunity.

Right.
Because the girls were at lunch.

Right.

And Bianca was still alive
when they went for lunch.

Exactly.

I'm sorry. I'm a...

I'm a bit lost.

Get everyone to the salon.

Including Daisy.

Reggie, come with me.

Daisy?

I dunno.

Why are we here?

We're just waiting for DI Clarke.

Sorry - Detective Sergeant Clarke.

Do you know where...?

Um, Detective Sergeant Clarke?

Donna, can you
join me in the washroom?

Oh, do you mind?

Hello.

Where were you? You were...

Weren't you just in there?
Was I?

Take a seat.

Was I in the washroom,
or wasn't I in the washroom?

That is what this whole case
hinged on.

Three of Bianca's employees,
all with motives.

Tahnee,
she did you out of 42 grand.

Skye, you thought
you'd inherit everything.

Well, not much.

And Donna,

well, she blackmailed you
into forced labour.

But how could
any of you have done it?

You were all at lunch together
when Bianca was being murdered.

Leaving Troy Lexton
as the only person

with the opportunity
to kill her. But we thought,

"Hmm, no motive."

Apart from being a perv.

Well, yeah.

Until we learned he'd hidden
a camera in the massage room.

Told you.
But it wasn't Troy.

Well, how do you know

that he didn't kill Bianca to
just cover the whole thing up?

Well, because of your perfume.

What?

When you left for lunch at 12,

Bianca was alive.

When you came back at one,
she was dead.

Yes.

Or that's what you wanted us
to think, didn't you?

I'm sorry,
I'm not really sure what...

You killed her.

While Donna was watching Tahnee
preparing Daisy's hair,

you were strangling Bianca
in the office.

We saw her alive when we...
When we left.

After that, we saw her.

Yes.
Oh, did you?

She was on the phone.

Bianca. Lunch.

And that was the intention.

But it was you on the phone, Skye,

with your hair out.

Hair that isn't naturally brown.

But with a little bit
of colour in it,

wearing Bianca's spare yellow tunic,

the family resemblance
was enough to convince,

just for a moment,
that you were Bianca.

Because at that moment,
Bianca was already dead.

But by establishing her as alive,

you created a false window
for her murder.

Why would I kill my own sister?

Ah! Well, look around you.

This isn't worth anything.
No, no, no, no, no.

It's what it represents.

Bianca, the golden child
who inherited enough money

from your mum to open a salon
while you...

You got nothing.

You were kicked out of home at 16.
Disgraced.

A whole life was taken from you.

But she was in the washroom.

I heard her.
Did you?

Or did you hear her voice?

Skye, we going?

Yeah, two seconds.
I'm nearly done.

That is why the speaker moved
from the massage room,

where it lives,
to the washroom, Skye.

But Tahnee saw her in there.

Yeah.

Tahnee.

Oh, Tahnee.

Tahnee, whose best friend
took 42 grand,

money meant to make her
a partner in the salon,

and spent it on what?
Rent for a failing business.

Skye alone,
she couldn't pull it off.

I mean,
she could do the killing.

She could impersonate Bianca.

But she needed you, Tahnee,
to sell it.

Skye, we going?

To make sure Donna
saw Bianca alive...

Yeah, two seconds,
I'm nearly done.

And then to distract Donna...

Ta-da!

..while Skye quickly took off
the yellow tunic,

leaving her perfume on it.

Quickly ducked out of the office

into the washroom,

and then emerged as if she had
been in there all along...

Oh, hey.

..while Donna and Tahnee
were admiring the cake.

Red velvet.

OK. Are we off?

Wait, where's Bianca?

Then you both went off to lunch
with Donna,

leaving Bianca "alive",

hoping we'd assume
it was just a random attack.

Whoa, er... Should I?

Should I be here or...?
Yeah, no, it's fine.

Please sit down, Daisy.

Colin called me.
Mm-hm.

The one thing
we couldn't figure out.

The ligature.

It was something strong, obviously.

But the marks on Bianca's neck,

they didn't look like anything
caused by a rope or a cord.

The ligature,

it somehow spread out the force
across Bianca's neck.

It was nothing
we'd ever seen before.

But definitely something
you'd find in a salon.

Oh...

Excuse me.

And what better weapon than one
that just walks out the door?

Your hair looks fab.
Oh, thank you.

Oh!

Skye Bailey...
Tahnee Jones...

You're both under arrest
for the murder of Bianca Bailey.

I must inform you that you do
not have to say or do anything,

but anything you say or do
will be used in evidence.

Do you understand?

Hair extensions
as a murder weapon?

It's making me glad
I get Madge to do my hair.

Poor old Daisy, though.
Yes, yes.

She did seem a bit shaken up.

Well, good work, everyone.

My "top work" pen!

You?

Me.
Why?

Aaron dared me
to nick it off your desk

when you weren't looking.

Oh, God. He was a nasty
piece of work, that kid.

I'm sorry.

And you kept it
for all these years?

Since Year 7.

I planned to give it back,
I promise.

But I just never got the chance.

I finished high school, and...

Now we're here, you know?

Doing the right thing, eventually.

It still counts.

Thanks, Miss Rocca.

Hey, Felix.
Yeah?

Might make a decent copper
out of you yet.

I already am a decent copper.

Oh, yeah.

Hey, Madge.
Yeah, it's getting pretty scruffy.

Yeah. Can I book myself in
for a trim? Yeah?

Can you just give us, uh...
Just a minute.

About the contract.

Ah.

All sorted.

What?

Well, I explained
the situation to HR,

and I bought you some more time.

I... I thought you said
they were inflexible.

Yes.

Yes, it was a fairly
enraging conversation,

but we got there in the end.

Oh.

So you don't want me here
permanently?

Can I call you back? OK.

Mackenzie...

It doesn't matter what I want.

The only thing that matters
is what you want.

We've all seen what happens
when you get

pushed into a decision
you don't like.

Dogs get abandoned.

My precious son
gets left at the altar.

Yep. OK.
You made your point.

Yeah, but look...

Whatever happens
with this inquiry in London,

I do want you to know that...

..that, um...

..I can use you here
at Dolphin Cove,

but only if you want to stay.

Well...

..good.

Thanks.

Sorry. I got held up.

Oh, it's fine. We're early.

Hi, Daisy. Sorry about the...

The murder weapon on my head?

Yeah, it was a bit
of a mood-killer.

I... I maybe should have
warned you in advance.

You think?

Look, I know you see murder
every day,

but it freaks normal people out.

Understood.

OK. Good.

Well, you guys sort Frankie out.
I'll wait in the car.

If you don't want to come
over Sunday night, it's fine.

She can stay.

She doesn't need all that stuff.
She was fine last time.

I've brought it now.

Have a good weekend.

Cheers.

See you, Frankie.

I'm sorry.

Oh, don't stress.
Daisy will be OK.

About you.

I am sorry for what I did to you.

Mac...

No.

Please let me talk.

Um...

It was awful and cruel.

And it wasn't fair on you.

Yeah. It, um...

It wasn't ideal.

I put you through
a horrible time,

and it wasn't right.

And I never said I'm sorry.

So I am saying it now

so we can draw a line
underneath it,

and then I can go home
with, uh, a clear conscience.

The inquiry will clear me, and...

That'll be it.

Yeah, well,

whenever that happens...

..you're in the clear with me.

Oh!

Get on it, Glennie!

Off you go, then.

Watch out for wombats.

You know, it's actually very unusual
for them to attack.

Mm, I've heard it.
I've still got the scar.

See ya.

Be good, Frankie.

Yeah.

You're the only one
I'd stay here for, Frankie.

Oh, it's beautiful, isn't it?

To live another day,
we must defend and disobey!

Victim found
while staging a protest.

Everyone secure?
Secure.

How do you murder someone

when you're chained up
and you can't move?

Police, stay back.

I was hoping you could get
my engagement ring back.

Oh.

Do you really think
that one of us would do that?

We're a family!
Stop!

She's on the run.

Yeah, well, running away from
something doesn't mean it's over.

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