♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ -I don't feel like someone involved, to be honest.

More a professional looking on, trying to piece things together.

I know I'm probably in shock, but that's how we cope, isn't it?

How we keep functioning.

And I need to talk while I still remember, so... ask away.

Apologies if I seem disconnected.

-I understand.

Thank you so much for coming in.

We would have come to you.

-No, it feels more appropriate in here.

-You're not staying at the house at the moment?

-No.

We've been offered a friend's place.

-Jane, we'd like you to look at some footage.

Is that alright?

-Sure.

-Gunman's car was abandoned five blocks away, where they swapped to another one, also stolen.

Second car was torched.

Found here.

-Sounds like a professional hit.

-That's what it's sounding like.

-We'd like you to identify some faces from the memorial service.

-Uh, Serena.

She's a student of mine.

-And the man beside her?

-Boyfriend, I think.

-A bikie?

-She's doing a PhD on outlaw gangs and got a little lost in the research.

I hardly think she's a suspect.

[ Keyboard clacks ] -Who's this woman there?

-No idea.

-She seems more upset than anyone.

-Well, maybe she's one of Ben's fans.

-She keeps looking at Zoe.

-Well, wasn't there a register?

Didn't everyone have to sign in?

-Yeah, that's the problem.

She's not on it.

♪♪ [ Suspenseful music plays ] ♪♪ [ Camera shutter clicking ] ♪♪ -Thanks.

We can take it from here.

-Commander Saracen insisted we accompany you.

[ Police radio chatter ] ♪♪ [ Camera shutter clicks ] [ Door opens ] -Just so you're aware, Zoe's protection officers will arrive in the morning.

Uh, I'd keep the lights down at night if I were you.

-Thanks for your help.

-We'll be outside the door tonight, okay?

[ Door closes ] -Whose place is this?

-Uh, the Fergusons'.

They're overseas, so we can have it as long as we like.

-Jesus, how'd they get this up here?

-You could use it to rehearse.

-No, it's fine.

We, uh -- We rehearse at uni.

-Your bedroom's upstairs.

-It's like a prison, with better views.

-It'll be good to feel safe, Zo.

-How long's this gonna go on for?

-I don't know.

Until they find him.

-Just feels like a nightmare.

I can't believe that it's real.

I feel like I've done something, like it's my fault.

-Please don't say that.

♪♪ -[ Sobs ] [ Voice breaking ] I didn't get to say goodbye to him.

♪♪ ♪♪ -♪ Sacrifice ♪ ♪ All that you are ♪ ♪ Even I've got you now ♪ ♪ Take me on ♪ ♪ And bleed my soul ♪ -Hey, Professor!

-It's alright, she's a student of mine.

-What did you tell the cops about my boyfriend?

-What?

Nothing.

Can you give us a minute, please?

-They wanted to know his movements.

And mine.

Are we suspects now?

-I didn't tell them anything.

-Do you think we're involved in what happened?

-Of course not.

-So why all the questions?

-They talk to everyone, Serena.

-You've never liked my subject, have you?

-I've worried that you've been getting too close.

-My personal life is none of your business.

-It's got nothing to do with your personal life.

I just think you need to defer and regroup.

-No, no.

I'm done.

I'm sorry about your loss.

I really am.

But I don't want to work with you anymore.

-Well, I don't give a... And I don't need your sympathy.

I need you to get your head out of your ass and stop blaming everyone else for your shortcomings.

You're a smart woman, Serena.

Start acting like one.

-♪ You've got to know ♪ -Hey.

I.D.

Thanks, mate.

-Okay, okay, I work here.

I'm a friend.

-Yeah, alright.

-[ Breathes deeply ] Jane.

-You might have told me you'd canceled my lecture.

-You shouldn't be here.

-I'm alright.

-You need to take some leave.

-Thanks for the offer, but I've got students.

-It's not an offer.

I know you're thinking if you don't keep going, you'll fall apart.

-Wouldn't work for everyone.

-But I'm responsible for your welfare.

-Then don't take this away.

I appreciate your concern.

Unless I'm not doing my job... -Isn't denial the first stage of grief?

-Oh, Jesus.

When you're sitting next to your partner with his blood and brains all over your face, I think you skip denial and go straight to acceptance.

-If I was your patient and I gave you an answer like that, what would you do?

-I'd be concerned.

I'd be watchful, but most of all, I'd just listen.

-I'm sorry.

I've made my decision.

Go home.

Take some leave.

Then we can sit down and talk about the future.

♪♪ [ Indistinct conversations ] ♪♪ -Sir, I think I've got something on Inspector Azzopardi.

I've been going through his personal computer and come up with these.

Some fairly serious threats.

That's from a pro-gun group he was investigating.

Basically, it's a warning that if he tries to take away their guns, their guns might have something to say.

♪♪ [ Gunshots ] ♪♪ [ Gunshots ] ♪♪ -Sounds like they're home.

♪♪ [ Gunshots ] ♪♪ [ Gunshots ] ♪♪ [ Siren chirps ] ♪♪ [ Gunshots ] ♪♪ Here we go.

Good morning.

Anton Paul Bungert, yes?

-You're trespassing.

-No, we're not.

-What's all this about?

-Routine check on your arsenal.

-Gun collection.

-How many registered weapons?

-I don't know.

You tell me.

-39, according to the register.

-It's close enough.

42.

-When's enough enough?

-I'll let you know, mate.

-Alright.

Well, we're gonna take a little squiz at your workshop.

-Why?

-Oh, let's call it curiosity.

-Well, your warrant doesn't cover that.

-Yeah, yeah, it does.

Check those lockers for weapons.

Seize anything that's not on the register.

-So, what are you trying to do here?

This is a 3-D printer.

Add the right program, and you can turn this into anything you want.

-It's not illegal to own one.

-But manufacturing guns without a license is.

-You can't print a gun on that, mate.

-Why was this removed from the rifle?

-To clean it.

-Not to make copies?

-No, you'd need the right program to do that.

-But if you had one.

-Well, that'd be illegal.

-Reproduce one of these, the part with the serial number, and you buy all the other parts online -- stock, barrel, scope, grip, magazine.

-But I don't have the program.

Without that, I can't do anything.

-Well, let's see.

Seize his guns, seize all of this, bring him in.

-You probably need a lawyer.

-I know my rights.

-You've been making threats.

-To who?

-Inspector George Azzopardi, recently deceased.

-No, I haven't.

-Do you recognize these e-mails?

-Nope.

-Well, they've been linked to your computer.

-Well, that's either... or I've been hacked.

-By who -- the Russians or the Chinese?

You like the manufacture of guns.

-Yes, I do.

-Right, and you're not worried that they might fall into criminal hands?

-Well, that's a trade-off, isn't it?

It's part of the price of freedom.

-This is not about freedom.

This is not about politics.

This is about you impinging on the civil liberties of others.

-Oh, that's rich.

Hearing about civil liberties from a cop.

-I think you're in the wrong country.

-I suspect you're talking about the United States.

Yeah.

Who we follow in everything else.

-Yes.

-Yeah.

Well, we just need our Donald Trump.

I bet you thought that was impossible.

-Charge him.

-Anton Bungert, you're under arrest for using a carriage service to send threats and menaces and offenses under the Firearms Act.

-Take a seat, Zoe.

How are you doing?

-I'll let you know once the sedatives wear off.

-There's some people who attended the memorial service we're trying to identify.

Jane's been able to help us with most of them, but there's still one or two.

This woman in particular.

No one seems to know who she is.

-No.

-Okay.

She -- She seems pretty upset.

-Yeah, well, she wasn't the only one.

[ Sighs ] Sorry.

Do I have to watch this?

-No, we don't -- We don't have to do it now.

Do you get on well with Jane?

-I'm sorry?

-Oh, well, you know what they say about stepmothers.

-I never thought of her as a stepmother.

She was -- She was more like a big sister.

-Did Jane ever talk to you about the letter?

-What?

-The retribution letter.

-I'm sorry.

I don't... -Uh, Jane received a letter while you and your dad were at the festival.

A kind of a warning.

-What -- What do -- Sorry.

I don't know what you mean.

What do you mean, "a warning"?

What -- What letter?

What, are you saying that someone knew this was going to happen?

[ Elevator bell dings ] ♪♪ -Thanks so much for coming in.

-What's happened?

-Zoe's refusing to leave until she sees the letter.

-[ Sighs ] She never knew about the letter.

-If I'd known, I wouldn't have said anything.

-No, it's not your fault.

Is that it?

-Yeah.

-[ Sighs ] [ Door opens ] I didn't want you to know.

-Why not?

-Because I didn't take it seriously.

I thought it was a crank.

-Did Dad know about the letter?

-Yes.

-And the police?

-That's why they were watching the house.

Until I insisted they leave.

-Is that it?

♪♪ [ Gasps ] How is this a letter from a crank?

-Because it's what I had to believe.

♪♪ -Zoe -- -Don't touch me.

♪♪ [ Helicopter blades whirring ] [ Halsey's "Castle" playing ] ♪♪ ♪♪ -♪ Sick of all these people talking ♪ ♪ Sick of all this noise ♪ ♪ Tired of all these cameras flashing ♪ ♪ Sick of being poised ♪ ♪ Now my neck is open wide ♪ ♪ Begging for a fist around it ♪ ♪ Already choking on my pride ♪ ♪ So there's no use crying about it ♪ [ Choir vocalizing ] ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪ I'm headed straight for the castle ♪ ♪ They wanna make me their queen ♪ -I'm joining the taskforce.

You don't have the luxury of turning me down.

Ben didn't have an enemy in the world.

He wasn't the one who was targeted.

You need me more than I need you, Tom.

-Why don't we just take it day by day and see how it goes?

-Tom, we think we found the sniper's nest, from the first shooting.

-Alright, Professor Halifax, you're on the team.

Let's go.

♪♪ ♪♪ [ Sighs ] What's wrong with the elevator?

-Apparently it hasn't worked for years.

-[ Sighs ] -You alright?

-Ah, it's just an old football injury.

-What, Aussie rules?

-Ah.

Rugby Union.

Most promising crop Queensland ever produced.

-He did a great job of keeping it clean.

[ Camera shutter clicks ] Think he used a plastic sheet.

No residue marks on the wall.

No casings.

Eh...

There's almost no traces at all, except for that.

-What is it?

-It's part of a bore snake, the kind you use to clean a rifle.

-So how did we find out it was here?

-Someone tipped off Crime Stoppers on a burner, so we couldn't trace the call.

♪♪ ♪♪ -What are you thinking?

-It feels like this was a trial run.

Or maybe he only planned the one shooting and got encouraged by the result.

He's meticulous.

Prides himself on his cleverness, and he likes what he's done to the city.

-He left that clue intentionally.

He's playing us.

-What happened to Ben doesn't fit with any of this.

-Ben didn't receive the threatening note.

Maybe this is all connected to you.

♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ -We have to keep our minds open to the idea the shooter could be someone from your past.

So we've been taking a look at some of your earlier cases.

There's quite a few nasties in there.

-Yeah, just a few.

-We focused on the more violent offenders, anyone with an ax to grind who's recently been released.

-Who's that?

-That's Harold David Ryan.

Former senior sergeant with Major Crimes.

Heavily involved with the criminal world.

Sentenced 20 years for murder, menacing witnesses, and taking bribes.

-I assessed him for the Police Integrity Unit.

He developed a bit of an obsession.

-Released a year ago.

He's living just out of town.

-Well, him, I wanna see.

♪♪ [ Siren wailing in distance ] ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ [ Car doors open and close ] ♪♪ -Ah.

Three cops to enforce the fishing regulations.

You do have a lot of time on your hands.

-Commander Saracen.

-Man, I don't need to know who you are.

-It's a nice place to retire.

-Got a boat, local pub, no intruders.

That's all a man needs.

-So you're keeping well?

-No, I've got cancer, if it's any business of yours, which it isn't.

Why don't you get to the point?

-We're investigating people with connections to Jane Halifax.

-There's a little firecracker for you.

[ Chuckles ] Back on the market, I hear.

And tell that one to stop sticking her nose in other people's business.

You got the paperwork for this or what?

-Do you think we need to?

-I got nothing to hide.

-Well, do you own a gun?

-Yeah.

-Hunting rifle, according to the register.

-Hasn't been fired for years.

-Kept in a secure place?

-Yep.

Under the bed in a gun locker with 10,000 Krugerrands and a bit of Halifax's hair.

-[ Sighs ] Okay, we'll start the paperwork.

-Look around, will you?

I don't want you coming back.

[ Seagulls crying ] -Grab a shot of his handwriting.

-So, where were you on the night of Ben Sailor's murder?

-D-Do you seriously think that I killed her old man?

[ Chuckling ] I mean, you think I'm the shooter?

Jesus Christ.

Scraping the bottom of the barrel, aren't you?

-Have a look at this.

[ Sighing ] Alright.

What do you use the drone for?

-Check the weather, looking for shoals of fish, peeping in the widow's bathroom window.

-So you won't mind if we check it out, then.

-Knock yourself out.

♪♪ ♪♪ Well, well.

-Hello, Harry.

-You're looking good.

Sorry to hear about your old man.

Must have been a bit of a shock.

-Well, maybe they were after me.

-I didn't do it, you know, if that's what you're asking.

I haven't given you a thought in 20 years.

-'Course, there was a time when I could hardly think about anything else, but... well, that was a waste of time.

-You seem to have worked things out.

-I'm scared of dying, Jane.

I've gotta find, uh, distractions.

-What do you mean, "distractions"?

-Ah, I just go fishing.

You ought to come and try it one day.

Well, I've got fish to clean, people to kill in Melbourne.

You might as well bugger off.

Don't forget to bring my drone back.

♪♪ ♪♪ -What have you got?

-Ben Sailor's phone.

His second phone.

His second phone.

-And?

♪♪ -I don't think he's the shooter, Tom.

He might have had some kind of fixation on me, but it's not gonna be served by killing people.

-I know.

He's just another jerk dead end.

-Listen, Tom, my protection's driving me crazy.

I've got a secure apartment.

You send someone to pick me up and drop me off.

Isn't that enough?

I just need some room to breathe.

-Okay.

I'll think about it.

-Thanks.

[Telephone ringing in background] [Police radio chatter] -Jane?

Hi.

Um... Do you... Do you know if Ben was seeing someone?

-What?

-Do you know if he was having an affair?

-[ Scoffs ] Why are you asking?

-It could be relevant.

Was he?

-Well, no, not that I'm aware of.

-Okay.

-How do you know?

-Um, we found an additional phone of his.

Uh, there's some messages on there from somebody named "M." Does that ring any bells?

-Well, no, but that could be anyone.

Doesn't mean he was having an affair.

-Some of the messages are sexually explicit.

♪♪ ♪♪ [ Door closes ] ♪♪ -You don't have to sit in the dark, Zoe.

♪♪ ♪♪ [ Sighs ] Did you know your father was having an affair?

-Jesus.

What sort of question's that?

-I'm not interested in making judgments.

Might be important, that's all.

I loved him, Zoe.

I still do.

-If you loved him, then why don't you cry?

I'm broken.

Just like you.

-Yes, I knew.

If you can call having an affair with my mother having an affair.

-Your mother?

-I mean, we all thought that she was dead, didn't we?

On the other side of the world, a massive breakdown, or however that story went.

-When did you find out?

-That charity thing.

I wasn't gonna go, but then I changed my mind.

-Finding your mother's a good thing.

-Not the way that it happened.

You okay?

-Yeah.

Uni's given me some leave, so... -What are you gonna do?

-[ Scoffs ] I'll help the police as much as I can.

[ Cellphone chimes ] -[ Exhales softly ] I'm wrecked.

[ Clears throat ] I need to go to sleep.

Night.

-Good night.

♪♪ [ Door closes ] ♪♪ ♪♪ -State premier has called an emergency sitting... -...possible mishandling of the police investigation... -...stepped down from her position as police minister.

-I just thought I should let you know in case it comes up.

-Thank you, Mila.

[ Telephone ringing ] ♪♪ ♪♪ -Commander, got a moment?

-Of course, Premier.

Come in.

♪♪ ♪♪ [ Indistinct talking ] ♪♪ Hey.

I need to get some lunch.

You want to come?

-Sure.

♪♪ -[ Sighs ] Here you go.

Mila filled me in about Ben.

I'm sorry.

-So how's your family?

You've got two boys, haven't you?

-14 and 11.

They're not here right now.

They're back in the States with their mom.

-Everything okay?

-Mm.

Family reunion.

-So, the premier's cranking up the pressure?

-I think she read something online about serial killers, and she made a point of telling me that we've probably already interviewed the guy and we just don't know it.

-Everyone's an expert.

-Yeah.

[ Sighs ] I backed off your protection.

-Backed off or cancelled?

-I don't want to add you to the body count, eh?

Look, you won't even see my guys.

But they'll be there.

[ Laughter in distance ] [ Siren wails in distance ] You have a good evening.

-Thanks, Tom.

-Be safe.

♪♪ ♪♪ Nothing illegal, I hope?

-Absolutely not.

-Then you won't mind if I take a look.

-I'm press.

Just doing my job.

-Me, too.

[ Drone whirring ] -How is this news?

Hmm?

-Oh, it's not.

It's not gonna be seen or published, so... -So what are you after?

-Something to sell to the rock magazines.

-Why were you spying on her house?

-I mean, I wouldn't call it spying.

-Well, the law does.

-Were you there before or after the, uh, partner was murdered?

-Look, I didn't get the money shot, if that's what you're asking.

I mean, that would have been a scoop.

-Weren't there?

-Oh, God, spare me the outrage.

It would have been better for you if I had.

-You know what would be better for me?

If you hadn't been wasting my time.

Charge her with stalking, intimidation, and conspiracy to commit and indictable offense.

-What?!

-Add blackmail, harassment, and hindering a police investigation.

You see, that's what makes me feel better.

♪♪ [ Door slams ] ♪♪ ♪♪ -I figure if I give you caffeine, you'll tell me everything.

-Thanks.

In many ways, we had separate lives.

He'd run his business, I'd go to uni.

Seemed to work most of the time.

-Except he had a secret life.

-Obviously.

It seems irrelevant now, but they never divorced.

According to Ben, he never knew where she was.

Just another bloody lie.

You know, you live with someone for 15 years, you'd like to think you know them.

Clearly, I didn't.

[ Cellphone rings ] -Bronski.

Okay, we're on our way.

That was Zoe's protection cops.

She's at your house, with someone.

♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ -You can't come in.

-This is my home, too, Zoe.

You here with your mother?

-She doesn't want to talk to you, Jane.

-Well, in that case, tell her she's gonna have to talk to me.

-I'm Jane.

-Amanda.

Or "Mandy."

Ah, there's no ashtray.

-Zoe, could you give us some privacy, please?

-Yeah, of course.

Um... -Thanks, babe.

[ Door closes ] Well, [chuckles] not the ideal way to meet.

-What are you doing in my house?

-Uh, we wanted to get some of Zoe's stuff.

-The guitars don't belong to Zoe.

Have you been here before?

-No, no, no, of course not.

You're prettier than your photos.

-Sorry?

-Oh, at least in the ones, um, that Ben sent me.

Zoe was the focus, but you were kind of background interest.

[ Chuckles ] -How long was Ben sending you photos?

-Oh, I don't know.

Um, seven years?

-Really?

-[ Laughing ] What?

You don't believe me?

-So, at last, Zoe can meet her mother.

-Yeah, it hasn't been easy, [chuckles] with all this mess on top of everything.

-Mess?

-Well, Ben dying the way he did.

Do you have idea who did that?

-No.

Do you?

-[ Scoffs ] -How long were you seeing Ben?

-Oh, we used to hook up whenever he was overseas.

I lived in Greece and Spain, California.

Just the usual...up existence of someone who can't settle.

-And when did you meet Zoe?

-Here, in Melbourne.

Yeah, at a charity thing.

-Right.

Did you intend to meet her?

-No!

No, no, no.

I didn't mean to meet her that way.

Like everything in my life, it wasn't planned.

-Well, it must have been difficult when Zoe was born, not being able to bond.

-I took a lot of comfort from you and Ben being together.

You gave her a semblance of normality that I could never give her.

Never.

-Right.

You know, it didn't have to be like this, Mandy.

-Well, don't blame me.

I didn't plan on meeting her like this.

-Oh, it was Ben's idea?

-He had a habit of getting his way.

-Could you not smoke in my house, please?

-Mm-hmm.

Why do the police want to see me?

-It's what they do.

They talk to everyone.

Why, is it a problem?

-Well, I just wouldn't mind some space.

To mourn, I mean.

I'm still in...denial.

The sooner they find out who did this, it'll be better for both of us.

I don't know how you are dealing with this.

It's horrific for me, but, phoof...

But here's the thing.

Um, I'm broke.

I don't suppose you could help me out?

[ Emma Louise's "When It Comes to You" playing ] -♪ I'm afraid ♪ ♪ I will lose ♪ ♪ I am pitiful ♪ ♪ I am lost ♪ -Not your usual watering hole.

-I don't have a usual watering hole.

This one's for desperados and the unemployed.

What are you drinking?

-One of those'd be fine.

-Excuse me.

Can I get two more, please?

-Glad you phoned me.

-I need to unload, and you're trained to listen, so... -I won't ask how you're doing.

-Ben was having an affair.

-How do you know?

-Well, cops, you see -- they find out everything.

-Who was it with?

-Well, that's the big surprise.

None other than his one true love -- his first wife, Zoe's mother.

-I thought she disappeared.

-So did I.

So did everyone.

It's magic.

-Oh, Jane.

I'm...

I'm sorry.

-Oh, don't be.

-How many of these have you had?

-Ahh, I cannot lie.

I have no idea.

-Let me take you home.

-Nick, you're a married man.

So's he, over there.

You see the ring?

♪♪ Why are men so predictable?

-I don't know about the affair, but I do know that Ben really loved you.

-Ugh, please.

-You only had to be with him to see that.

-[ Sighs ] -Whatever he had with his first wife wasn't that.

-I asked you here as a friend.

Don't make me regret it.

♪♪ I'm barely hanging on.

-I know.

-[ Sighs ] ♪♪ Shall we go?

-Yep.

-♪ Oh, oh ♪ ♪ I'm just a woman in a body made of flames ♪ -If I stumble, it's these bloody boots, alright?

♪♪ [ Dramatic music playing ] ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ -"Hi, Jane.

I think it's great you have somewhere to live.

but I'm not ready to do that yet.

I'll stay with Turd and use my police goons for transport.

We've worked out a way to coexist.

And I need to spend more time with my mother, which is a really weird word to write.

It's what I thought I had with you, though I only ever called you Jane.

Lose a dad, gain a mum.

Love and kisses, Zo."

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