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Finish up here as quick as you can. Drug overdose coming in.

What's wrong?

What's happening?

Okay, what have we got? Both of those. The kids signed up and they came home

from school.

Okay.

Can you hear me?

CPS, pre -check pulse, BP, and intubate.

Move it, I'm calling you.

Hi.

You okay?

I heard that woman died.

The overdose.

Sandra, come here. You've got one.

Well, how was the day?

Maybe you don't want to talk about it.

You're dead right, I don't.

Yeah?

Alright then, you can come round.

But it won't do any good, do you realise that?

What do you want?

Look, I'm busy. I don't have time to... Is that on?

What are you playing at?

I mean, I'm still struggling to get through last week's bump, and the top

keep firing more stuff into my tray. There's nobody out there who realise

choking on red tape.

Well, as my father used to say, rules are for the obedience of fools, and the

guidance of lies men.

Death occurred sometime yesterday evening, say, between half seven and

nine. She was stabbed once in the back with a blade of some kind, quite

one of those.

No sign of a struggle.

That's their attacker.

Suddenly grabbed the knife and then went for her as she was turning away. Who

found her?

A friend. She was a neighbour across the way.

Robbie, go on to Jackie.

Tell her I want her and Stuart over here pronto.

Morning, Sheila.

Don't usually think I'm in a good kind of case.

What, you mean another heroin overdose?

Yeah. Yeah, well, the thing is... Oh, excuse me.

Reid.

Yeah, hello, Robbie.

OK.

Yeah, we'll be there in ten minutes?

Yeah.

Sorry, Sheila, I have to rush.

Catch you later.

See you.

Who's that?

Danny Smith.

Local dealer.

Just lost another customer.

Don't suppose he's worried.

What? She must have been expecting company.

You don't get this stuff for £1 .99 on Asda.

What was the name of the pal that found it?

Karen Redpath.

I banged on the door but there was no answer.

So I looked through the kitchen window.

I could see her lying on the floor and I screamed and that's when the neighbour

came running out.

She seemed to be expecting a visitor last night.

Would you have any idea who?

No, I really couldn't say.

I've only worked with her for about six months since she got transferred to A

&E.

I think she liked to keep herself to herself.

Never really talked about anything much except work.

How about her family?

We'll need to let them know.

Her parents are both dead, she said.

Apart from her brother in Canada, she was on her own.

Do I detect signs of a hangover?

No.

More like a dose of the flu coming on.

How you doing, Jackie?

Hi, Alex.

So what have we got here?

Right, everybody up to speed.

Okay, Jackie, I want you and Stuart to concentrate on what this place has got

tell us.

Make sure your uniform sets the area for the murder weapon. Have a word with the

neighbour across the way so you can get to him. Plus, phone records, last known

movements, all that stuff.

So where are we off to?

On to the hospital.

I'll bet you it's a boyfriend, someone she pushed too far.

Save it for the bookies, Robbie.

This is not a game you bet on.

To be honest, I didn't like her that much at all. Does that make me a

What was the problem?

Oh, one night I broke a glass, cut my hand really badly, blood all over the

place. So I think, Randall's a nurse, she'll know what to do. Do you know what

she said when I went to her door?

She was busy, and besides, she got enough of that at her work.

So not the sympathetic type? No.

Wow.

Nearly 1 ,200 quid.

There was probably more before she bought those designer clothes.

How could a nurse make all that?

Some other job on the side?

Oh, come off it, sure.

If she found something that paid as well as that, why keep on her day job?

Anything else?

I checked the phone records. No sign of her mobile.

But she made a lot of calls to a local taxi service.

Better bring the boss up to speed.

How much money?

Get round to the taxi service.

Keep me posted.

Come on, Jean, she was upset.

What did you expect me to do, eh?

Tell her she was being a wimp?

Especially when she just said she'd rather stay here and keep herself busy.

Dr Gillespie, I'm DCI Buck, the inspector Roy.

We know you must be busy, but we do need to talk to you.

Yeah, I've been expecting you.

I'll leave you to it.

Mrs Gillespie?

Yes. I run the administration for this part of the hospital.

Really? That must get a bit tricky at times.

Opposite sides of the fence and all that.

Well, the secret is not to take work home with you.

Terrible news about Sandra.

Absolutely terrible.

Still hasn't sunk in yet.

I see Karen's been spreading the word.

Aye, she's a regular customer.

And one of your drivers took her home from work last night?

Aye, Jim Campbell.

Where is he now?

He's having a job.

Can you call him in? Aye.

It's Beth, not to mention, with the police.

OK, I'll do my best to get it finished by the end of the day, but the odd bit

patient care might get in the road.

Oh, let's not start that again.

Look, we need to monitor levels of drug expenditure, and this is the best way to

do it.

Tom, the police need to look in Sandra's locker. Can you show them?

Ah, sure.

What was that you were talking to Mrs Gillespie about?

No record keeping that full.

I wouldn't mind so much, but it's less than a year since Adam Gillespie and I

set up the new pharmacy system.

And management wanted to change it back again. Seems like Jean's decided she

does. Boss, the letter inside.

So how'd you get on with Sandra and Mr Ballantyne?

OK.

I suppose.

Was there a problem?

I'm not saying she wasn't good at her job, but... You might as well hear it

She and I had a big fight a couple of weeks ago.

She put in a complaint to the management and, as you can see, I'm not exactly

popular with them anyway.

Now, what was the fight about?

A wee while ago, we had an outbreak of MRSA in here. The superbug?

You probably read about it. Some folk nearly died.

Anyway, there was an inquiry to find out where it came from and it turned out to

be the equipment hadn't been properly sterilised.

And Sandra was responsible?

Yeah. Yeah, I thought so.

I couldn't prove anything, so I kept quiet.

Then one day she argued with me about something.

And I got mad and shut my mouth off in front of half of the A &E staff.

Against the rules, big mistake.

So what happens to this complaint against you now?

It's dropped, I suppose.

Come in, John.

I need to talk to you straight away.

Mr. Campbell?

This is Detective Sergeant Wheat.

We think you may be able to help us with an investigation and we really would

like...

How long since we put out the circulation on that guy Campbell? Last

All right, we'll get back to him.

Any sign of the murder weapon?

No. All right, two things to bear in mind. One, there was a lot of cash found

the flat that needs to be explained.

How did you get it? Where did you get it from? Now, maybe that ties up with the

second thing, which is there seems to have been some kind of mystery man in

life. Robbie?

No, wasn't me, boss.

No, Sandra had made a booking for herself and someone else next weekend in

expensive resort up north.

She'd made it under a false name, care of her own address.

So I want house to house.

Show this photograph of Sandra to everybody in the street. Get as much as

can, particularly of anybody she was seen with.

All right, back to Mr Campbell.

Sir, I've got a lot more on him. Share it with us.

As you can see, Campbell's got four. Two prison sentences in the last three

years, both for harassing women and one with a nurse.

Two months ago. He was arrested for assaulting a prostitute.

Not charged.

She wouldn't cooperate.

Sounds promising, doesn't it?

But something else.

After his second sentence for stalking, he was referred to the Northside

General, the psychiatric outpatient department.

Uh -huh.

Where at that time, Sandra Mailer was working as a nurse.

Jackpot. What a result.

Stuart, my man. I'm sure we've got this wrapped up.

You're having one. On me.

I thought you never asked, sir. All right, all right, less of the comedy

routine. Robbie, see how fast you can get a search warrant for Campbell's

On my way, Chief.

Yeah, whatever.

Jackie, you're with me.

Where to exactly?

Back to the hospital.

I want to find out. Oh, Matthew, I was just on my way to see you.

Not much to help you on the Sandra Mailer case, I'm afraid.

Somebody used surgical swabs to wipe everything clean as a whistle.

Did they indeed?

Mm -hm.

Spent a couple of boxes in the flat.

Perk of the job, I suppose.

Now, of course, if you were to find a murder weapon... Oh, no, thanks, Sheila.

Leave it at my desk, will you? Oh, you don't?

Oh, yesterday.

Oh, right.

About what? Well, it wasn't just another heroin overdose.

Come on, Jackie, have it all day.

Chief Inspector, I hear you're asking for DNA samples.

Anyone who worked with Sandra, yes. Standard procedure these days.

When exactly did this young woman die?

We never released that kind of detail, Mrs Gillespie.

Well, if it was sometime the other night, I can save you the trouble in

case. He was at home all evening. With you?

With me.

Anyone else there?

One doesn't have to be, does there?

I think that's what they call a pre -emptive strike.

Yep, looking out for her own.

Yes, Robbie.

What, already?

OK, I'll be with you in 15.

I'm going to set to go at Campbell, Jackie.

I want you to stay here, talk to the nurses, try and pick up the goth.

I want the name of the mystery man in Sandra's life and anything else you can

pick up. See you later.

What are you waiting for?

On you go.

Robbie, you stick with me.

She'll start up in there.

There's Carol Smiley when you need her.

Yeah, well.

Cozy enough for a couch potato, though.

The cheerleaders say they couldn't find Sandra's mobile.

Yeah, that's right.

Officer!

Back there for me.

Sir, Percy left.

No. Wait for the photographer.

I thought Alex would be covering the...

No, no, he's gone down with the flu.

Wait and see what Campbell's got on tape.

You

know

where that is?

Sandra Miller's clothes.

It was recorded at 8 .15 on the night she died.

Stuart, rewind it, will you?

I'm free -streaming the last bit.

Will you switch that thing off?

Now,

there's your man.

Classic Patton.

He's gone from harassing women to affilting them to killing one.

I think there's a good chance he'll be back at the hospital.

You and Stuart get over there.

What are you doing, eh?

That's going to be Lassie.

Don't mess about with that guy.

Here I missed all the excitement.

Did you get any further with the mystery man?

Yeah, but it turns out that Adam Gillespie's got a bit of a reputation.

He had an affair a year ago with a nurse.

It was later fired by Mrs Gillespie. Really?

Yep. And that was Sandra's mobile you found at Campbell's.

The last call she got was at 20 past six on the night she died.

She must have got it in the cab on the way home. Who from?

From the office at the A &E department.

But, you know, the odd thing is that the last call she made was to send flowers.

Now, by all accounts, Sandra wasn't exactly the sentimental type. It seems

out of character.

Aunt Lear?

Are we looking for Mrs Donaldson?

Is that your mummy?

No, I'm their grandmother. What is it?

Oh, I'm DS Reid. This is DCI Burke.

I hear about my daughter.

If you are, it's a bit late, isn't it?

Sorry, your daughter?

You go upstairs while I talk to the leading man for a wee while.

She was trying to get herself off them.

She really was.

I suppose... when things just get too

much for her.

The nurse who sent you the flowers, Sandra Mailer, did she know your

She must have.

I think they were at school together.

I can't really remember.

Maybe Sandra Mailer saw her at the hospital.

At the hospital?

Aye, the Northside General.

That's where they took my daughter when they found her.

That's where she died.

No, it still doesn't really make sense.

Why would Sandra send flowers when she didn't really know the victim?

You know, Sheila Cromby's got a special interest in this case too.

What do you mean?

Well, Stuart and I saw her when she came out the OD victim.

Well, well, look who's here.

Danny Smith?

I know.

What are you doing here?

Free country, Sergeant.

That's the buck.

Did you think you'd come and speak to Mrs. Donaldson? Sorry, who?

Maybe warn her not to mention your name to us.

Did she?

Actually, we've better things to talk about.

Which, in the case of scum like you, isn't difficult.

Thank you.

Okay, Mr. Ballantyne. If anyone matches description, give me a call, okay?

Now, listen to me.

Now, don't be frightened.

Where is he?

Did you talk to him?

No, they won't let us. Not yet, anyway.

Why the hell not?

They want to check him for concussion first. He's waiting on an X -ray.

I want a second opinion in that.

No.

Tom Bannatyne says we have to do test, and that's it, as far as I'm concerned.

Next question.

Were you having an affair with Sandra Mailer?

Who told you that?

Never mind.

Were you?

No, I was not.

Anybody that says anything to the contrary is lying through their teeth.

Well, somebody phoned Sandra Mailer from this office the night she died at 20

past six.

Who could that have been?

Could have been anybody.

This office was used by a lot of people.

All right.

Where were you that night between eight and nine?

Look, this man, Campbell, that you're so anxious to question, I thought he was

your prime suspect.

Please answer the question, Doctor. Where were you?

My wife's already told you that.

We were at home together all evening.

There's nothing else I can help you with.

I've got patients to see.

See you later.

I'll aid you to go and check on Campbell, sir.

Sorry,

didn't mean to interrupt you. Looking for a file, that's all.

Oh, that's all right, Mrs Gillespie.

I wanted to talk to you anyway.

Me? What about?

There was a mystery man in Sandra Mailer's life.

We think she was expecting a visit from him the night she died.

You're not suggesting that Adam is this mystery man?

Well, somebody called Sandra's mobile from this office that night while she

on her way home.

So you've been listening to hospital gossip?

Look, I'm not denying that Adam and I have had problems in the past.

And I'm not saying that he's always been faithful to me.

But that's all over now.

He wouldn't do anything to hurt me like that again. I know that.

Absolutely.

Now, if you'll let me just find this file, I'll get out your way.

Your husband seems to like a bet.

Yes, it's a weakness of his.

It's not a crime, though, is it?

Look, Inspector, even if Adam hadn't been with me that night, he couldn't

killed that girl. Why's that?

He's just not capable of it.

Stabbing someone like that.

You must believe me.

What was that all about?

She was afraid her husband killed Sandra.

She gave him an alibi.

Wouldn't be the first time a wife's lied to protect her man.

We can speak to Campbell in the morning.

The rules say we can question you by yourself at this stage.

What about?

I left her at the hospital.

What were you doing there?

I thought something was wrong with me. I wanted them to take a look at it.

Like what?

Sword ripped.

I thought it might be broken.

What, in a fight?

The other night, maybe?

No, I fell.

Anyway, they were busy at the hospital and it wasn't hurting that much, so I

decided just to leave it.

Do you feel he could get out through the pharmacy?

Why did you run?

Same reason why you wouldn't come and talk to us earlier.

What do you mean, same reason?

Because you killed Sandra Mailer. No.

I never touched her.

Then why did you run?

Look, I'm no stupid.

As soon as I found out she was dead, I knew you guys would be after me.

Me and my record, eh?

Well, can't blame her.

Assaulting a prostitute.

That was a misunderstanding.

Yours or hers?

Hers.

I was just trying to help her. She was just a young lad. She shouldn't have

doing that stuff.

And what about all the other women?

The ones you harassed, the ones you stalked? I told you, it was a

misunderstanding.

Anyway, I did my time.

So how did you find out Sandra went dead?

I went past her place that morning and saw you lot.

Did you do that often with her? Did you turn up like that on spec?

Well, there's no law against it, is there?

For God's sake, Robin.

When was the last time you saw Sandra?

When I dropped her off.

You sure about that?

Aye, I'm sure, OK.

Jim.

Jim, we know for a fact that you were at Sandra's flat later on, at 8 .15 to be

exact. Aye.

How do you make that out? Because we went round to your place yesterday and

found some very interesting things there.

Including Sandra's mobile.

Yeah, well, she left it in my cab.

That's why I was there that morning, to give it back to her.

No.

See, we think you took it back the night before, and that's when it all turned

nasty.

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

I'm talking about a tape that shows you and Sandra having a right rammy in her

flat.

Go right next door.

We can all take a look at it if you like.

I'll tell you what.

Sir, I need to take you right away.

Not now.

Sir, I can't wait.

DCI Buck leaves the room at 10 .50 hours.

Now, Jim, you just carry on with what you were about to say.

Alex Scobie is listed on this warrant as the photographer, right?

So Alex had time for a sex change, didn't he, Fiona White, before he

Campbell's flat, did he?

See how fast you can get a warrant, you said.

Look, by the time I found out Alex had gone home with the flu, I'd got the

warrant signed.

I mean, there wasn't time to do it all again for the sake of one name, and

was the only photographer I could get.

Oh, for God's sake, Robbie, do you never read any of this bumf that you go on

about? The rules say that anybody not named on a warrant has to be supervised

throughout the search. Did you do that because I didn't see you? And I know I

didn't. I know technically it's a problem.

Technicalities of what these rules are all about. You know about the High

Court's ruling.

Listen, boss, one more push and Campbell's... We did no forensic!

All we've got is what we found in Campbell's flat, and now that's probably

inadmissible in a court.

So even if he coughs his guts, there's no corroboration and he walks.

This is DCI, Buck. I want to speak to the fiscal, please.

Yes, it's urgent.

Wait a second.

Thanks, old Jackie.

Thanks a bunch.

No, don't blame me for this.

Oh, no, you never slip up, do you? No, we all make mistakes, but that's not the

issue here.

Let's have the benefit of your wisdom, then.

What is the issue here?

Not dealing with your mistake.

Trying to pretend it doesn't matter, that you can charm your way around it.

Robbie, you can't do your job if you think the rules apply to everyone except

you. Save the speeches for the promotion board, will you? Tell Mr Campbell he's

free to go.

The fiscal said he might get away with it, but he's not going to take the risk

of another public bollocking from the bench.

And that's a direct quote, by the way.

I'll tell you something about rules, Jackie.

Some people think they're for the guidance of wise men and the obedience

fools. That's another direct quote, by the way.

No way, I'm busy.

Too busy for me?

You're not the only cop around here with a murder case, you know.

Well, the thing is, I really need to know what that perfume is that you're

wearing. And while we're on the subject, why were you so interested in that O

.D. case?

Okay. Have you ever heard of a synthetic form of morphine sulfate called

diacodone? Uh, no.

No. Well, it's a prescription drug, right? And if you know what you're doing

with it, it's a lot stronger and cheaper.

than street heroin.

Now, this latest case is the third overdose from it in the last three

I found part of the packet the drug comes in at the victim's house, and

part of a batch number on it.

Now, when I get time, I'm going to trace it to source.

Do it now, will you?

Oh, sure. I'll just drop all my other stuff. If it wasn't important, I

ask.

It's NY White, and it costs a boom.

Nice.

What have you got in Gillespie?

Oh, it's not just the occasional flutter. Whether his wife knows or not,

got a serious gambling habit.

But Campbell's the one who killed Sandra?

No.

No, it's more complicated than that.

Yes, Sheila?

You wanted to know where that batch of diacodone came from?

Northside General.

Sandra Miller's bathroom cabinet.

What?

There was two packets of the bloody stuff in there.

Get your coat. We're going back to the hospital.

Sir, I just got a call. A bloodstained kitchen knife's turned up.

They're bringing it in now.

Where was it found? The back of the hospital.

The porters noticed it on the way to the incinerator.

Sheila, give it the works as soon as it arrives.

Matthew, I have to spend the entire day... N .Y. White was not...

You better give me what I want or you're finished.

I've got all the evidence the police need to put you away.

You made the right decision.

Okay.

I'll tell you what you do.

Yes, I set up the system, but Tom Ballantyne is responsible for running

Look, what is this about?

Shouldn't you be trying to find out who killed Sandra?

That's exactly what we're doing.

What do you mean?

Well, her death could be connected with the theft of drugs from this department.

That's impossible.

What makes it impossible?

The system.

It's designed to prevent any abuse.

That's right.

Okay, maybe occasionally somebody could nick the odd packet of this or that when

we're really up to our armpits.

But nobody can steal large amounts from here on a regular basis.

It's all got to be authorised in advance and signed for afterwards.

You said nobody could do it. You mean no one person?

Yeah, right.

What about two people in collusion?

No. No, that wouldn't work either.

Well, not unless... Unless what?

I think... I'm getting into deep water here.

I'd really prefer... This is a murder inquiry.

I don't care how uncomfortable it gets for you.

Something I noticed when the system was set up.

I made a joke to Adam about it at the time.

Adam Gillespie? Yeah.

Because if he and, say, one of the nurses worked together, that would make

possible. But it would have to be Adam Gillespie. Oh, yeah.

He's the only one that could authorise false entries.

Right, I want you to do something for me.

I told you, I don't know anything.

We don't believe you can.

You were the neediest thing to a friend Sandra had in here.

She must have told you something.

Maybe, but I'm not going to lose my job over it.

What's your job got to do with it?

You talking about the nurse that had the affair with Adam Gillespie?

And then she got sacked?

Karen, I promise you, this will stay strictly between us, but it's absolutely

crucial.

Or Gillespie and Sandra having an affair.

How do you know?

Because I walked in on them once in here.

Look, you promise it'll stay strictly between us?

I promise you, Dean Gillespie won't know.

There's no Dean I'm worried about.

It's Adam.

He called me in this morning and said that if I told anyone anything about him

and Sandra, I'd be out of here and I'd never work anywhere again.

Find out if Gillespie really is.

I haven't done a proper check yet, but it seems you're right.

You wouldn't notice the pattern unless you knew what you were looking for.

And these changes that Jean Gillespie wanted, would they have prevented this

happening again?

Yeah. Yeah, they would.

Keep working on it.

He's gone, sir. Reception said he left 20 minutes ago.

Shit!

So do you think Sandra and Gillespie were in this together?

Means she recognised the overdose victim and wanted out?

Yeah. That'll be why she's taking the flowers.

Her conscience will get the better of her.

We got Sandra's mobile number there.

And then Gillespie killed her because he knew she was going to blow the whistle

on him.

Campbell used the phone to call here 40 minutes ago.

Must have been fixing up a meet with Gillespie. What are you talking about?

What's going on?

You got the money?

You got the tape?

I don't know. You haven't copied it.

You're just gonna have to trust me on that one, Doc.

Well, I can see why you would want to shell out for that.

Doctor consorts with well -known drug dealer.

Not a crime?

Come off it, will you?

We can prove the diacode on Smith was selling in the street came from

General's A &E department.

And if you think a jury will accept that as coincidence, you're in for a big

disappointment.

And you also owe a lot of money to the bookies, don't you?

I want to speak to a lawyer.

We haven't charged you yet.

Oh, come on, let's not play games here. For God's sake, man!

You're supposed to save lives, not destroy them.

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

Three ODs that we know about and at least two motherless children.

How the hell can you even think of justifying that?

People choose to take drugs. Fact of life.

No one forces them into it.

So... So you admit that you and Sandra

systematically stole diacodone from the pharmacy.

We have the paperwork to show how you did it.

Until I speak to a lawyer, I have no comment.

Well, maybe you'd like to comment on this.

Forensics have proved that this is the knife that killed Sandra Mailer.

It was found in a waste disposal bin at the hospital, and your prints are on it.

Do you realise how conclusive that would be as evidence... Oh, right.

I admit, I did try to get rid of it, but only because it had been put in my desk

to make it look as though I were the killer.

Oh, I see.

And who planted it?

For God's sake, man, it's obvious it was Campbell.

That's why he came to the hospital that afternoon, to set me up. And when that

didn't work, he tried to extort money from me.

He's the man you want. I'm telling you.

He had some sort of fixation on her.

She probably got him involved with passing on those drugs. And then when

fell out, he killed her. That's how he got the knife.

And apart from anything else, I've got an alibi.

Remember?

Go get Jean.

She'll tell you.

I was at home all night.

I didn't kill her, and that's the God's honest truth.

All right, I put my hand up to all the other things, like making deliveries to

that guy, Danny Smith, but that's all.

How did you get involved?

Sandra asked me.

She said to keep it between us. She didn't want Gillespie to know.

But I followed him one night when he was meeting Smith, and I had the camera.

And I thought, well, if ever he tried to dump it all on Sandra, this will make

sure he doesn't get away with it.

I swear I didn't kill her.

OK, she got mad at me. That night I went round, she practically threw me out,

but it wasn't me that killed her.

And?

Well, I hate to say this, but I kind of believe him.

What about Gillespie?

Well, we still have to break his alibi.

So, how's Mrs Gillespie here?

Great.

When can I speak to him?

How long have you known about his affair with Sandra?

Quite some time.

And the drugs?

You started tightening up the pharmacy system.

Sheer coincidence?

This is about his alibi, isn't it?

You're convinced he killed her, so the alibi I gave him must be a lie.

Is it?

You think this is just misplaced loyalty?

The pathetic wife who can't stand the truth about her cheating husband.

Chief Inspector, he couldn't have killed her.

I know my husband.

He's basically a weak man.

He doesn't have the nerve for going up behind someone like that and stabbing

in the back. He's just not capable of it.

Why won't you believe me?

Because if somebody's under enough pressure... You do know the position I'm

don't you?

Just tell me what time your husband went out that night.

Shortly before eight.

And what time did he get back?

I don't know.

Late. I was asleep.

And when did he ask you for the alibi?

After we'd heard the news.

He swore to me he hadn't done it, but he was sure you'd be after him.

He didn't confess it, then?

So how did you know Sandra was stabbed from behind?

Someone must have mentioned it.

No.

No, that kind of detail we keep strictly to ourselves.

Only Sandra's murderer could have known that.

So you killed Sandra and then decided to make your husband pay.

And the more you protested his innocence, the guiltier it made him

No, that's not true.

I was home all night.

Adam will back me up on that.

Really? Are you convinced he'll lie for you when he finds out you planted the

murder weapon in his desk?

Best thing you can do now is make a full statement.

You got no homes to go to?

I was just wondering what we'll have on our plate for tomorrow.

There's something else my old man used to say.

Sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof.

Good night.

Sir, remember that drink you promised me?

In a bar that's still open.

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