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I had sex with someone. I just felt like I should be honest about it. Maybe that

could be you.

Doug's name's... What about him? Someone chucked him out of a helicopter.

I have to go to interview my father's killer.

Your good mate Doug is dead.

And do you know why he's dead?

Alan?

He's dead because someone is tying up loose ends.

Did your brother ever mention a man named Luke Staunton?

Another bloody conspiracy theory? A whole new obsession with your dad's

death too?

Maya, I'm concerned for you. Maybe you should ask Luke some of the questions

I've been asking you. Doug Snapes was a loose end. I have to make sense of this.

And my every instinct is telling me that you can help me.

Wow. Oh my goodness.

Harry. Honestly, it's been a wonderful evening and a lovely idea. Thank you so

much. Thank you.

For finding the time to share it with me.

Oh, come on now.

Well, it's true. You have been very busy these last weeks. She has community

responsibilities now. My council needs me. She's the new chair of the Arts

Festival Committee, Harry. She's in demand.

It's going to be huge.

Fireworks, lighting installations, concerts.

Yeah, and even more tourists.

Yes. Good time to be getting out of town, Luke reckons.

Oh. Surely you're not tired of that lovely apartment I found you already.

Oh, hardly.

No, I'm just trying to entice you away on a holiday.

In Europe.

Oh, sounds fun.

I have business in France and I thought you might be interested in floating

around in the Med for a bit.

Oh, um... Holy shit!

Holy hell!

E-hacker.

Hi.

More hot chocolate.

Come in, come in. Thank you.

I, uh, I hope I wasn't interrupting. No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Um, just boring old work stuff.

See?

I wasn't sure.

Oh.

You go, please.

I wasn't sure where you were at.

It's been a while.

Yeah, I kind of got a bit wounded.

To be honest, I'm not proud of it.

It's okay.

And I'm sorry for my absence.

I guess I wasn't really sure how to respond.

I think your absence kind of was the response, wasn't it? Yeah.

It's true.

So what changed your mind?

Some rigorous self-examination.

And missing my friend.

I missed you too.

Hot chocolate? Yeah, yes please.

Good run.

Great way to start the day.

Yeah.

Yoga's usually my thing.

Oh, yeah, but it's not exactly aerobic, though, is it?

It can be.

We'll make the run a regular thing, though.

Yeah, yeah, sure.

So, um, so where's Sam again?

He's fishing for a couple of days and then hunting for a couple of days.

And he'll probably arrive and want to party for a couple of days.

You know Sam.

I indulge him.

That's what we do, isn't it, Maya?

Indulge them.

Took your time?

Well, you didn't say first thing.

Do you want to take the lead on this one, Detective?

Well, I am homicide, so, yeah.

Jean-Pierre Lumiere.

He's French.

Really? Wow.

What else? He's a pyrotechnics maestro.

Was.

Displays in Paris, Berlin, Venice.

This was his first in Queenstown and his last.

His right-hand man, Jim Matheson, is a Kiwi. And then there's a couple from

Australia, Kylie and Robbie Shawick. Wasn't there something with Lumiere or

one of his crew recently, about a week ago? It was a uniform matter.

I'll check with Juana.

When does the explosives expert arrive?

Sergeant Gracewell. I spoke to Wellington. They reckon late morning.

They weren't too sure how they can help, though. They're usually dealing with

unexploded ordnance. They'll know more than we do.

Yeah. Sharon's trying to locate Fingers Hanley, too.

Fingers? Uh, a.k.a. Frank.

He's another pyrotechnician. He's had the contract for the New Year's

fireworks the last couple of years.

But not the arts festival.

I wonder why.

It's more techno, light shows too, not just fireworks.

Here, check out the promo.

Hello, Queenstown.

It's time for a fist of fire.

Jean-Pierre Lumière & Associates brings to you, from Europe and the world, the

best, the proudest, the extraordinary fireworks.

Along with lasers, interactive lighting, Lumière, son, c'est nous.

Oui. Come to you. Now you come to us.

Well, I can't see fingers matching that.

Whoa. What is the fingers about?

Well, he's a bit of a loose cannon and it's a pretty dangerous job, eh?

We should get Fingers' take on Lumiere getting the contract.

Still can't find him. He's not at the address we got from his rego. And hey,

you guys were right about the earlier incident.

Ten days ago, a mugging.

Two of Lumiere's pyrotechnics crew came in to report it.

Yeah, we took a statement from a Kylie Chirock. She and her husband Robbie

worked for the Maestro Jean-Pierre Lumiere. Okay, and with the accent,

Jared. You sound like the Count from Sesame Street.

One mugging, two muggings.

Ken and I, we had young kids once, you know? Right, so what did happen to

Kylie?

Yes, three of them.

And they just come out of nowhere.

And this was at what time?

Oh, just after 11 last night. We went out for a few drinks. I come out, go to

get the truck. And I was waiting in the lane around the corner, which was dumb,

I suppose, because it was dark there.

And they grabbed my bag, but I wasn't going to let that go. No way.

Pocket rocket, this one.

Hey, babe.

I don't back down, no.

So I had a bit of a go at them.

Look, I want these buggers caught.

Hey, Robbie made me come down here.

Well, of course I did. I mean, look at her.

No, it's good that you came in.

We'll need to take photos of your injuries.

Is that all right?

Yeah.

Are you all right?

Yeah.

Good, clear shots?

No, me hee, detective.

She gave great descriptions of her assailants, just kids, but we haven't

been able to find them so far.

Do the Shorrocks know about the explosion?

Yeah, and the other guy on the crew, Jim Matheson.

Do we know where he is?

Same place he was this morning, I imagine.

Food poisoning.

They decided to keep him in for a couple of days to rehydrate him.

He'll probably be allowed out after afternoon rounds.

They've been unbelievably unlucky, this pyro group.

Yeah, unbelievably.

Hey, so Shelby, how's it going with Jared?

You driving him nuts yet?

You know, in a nice way. He's sweet.

He's very sweet.

Anyway,

it's just in here to the right. Okay, great.

Hey, question.

Night shift, what time do you do OVS?

Depends on the patient.

I mean if they're not flagged red or orange, it's usually a 12-hour interval.

So around 7 or 8 p.m. and then again in the morning. Okay, great. Thanks,

Shelby. No worries.

For fuck's sake.

Mr. Matheson, I hope you're feeling better.

Detectives Delaney and Mallory, Queenstown Police.

We need to ask you a few questions.

Don't ask me any questions, mate. Ask him. He killed my mate and he tried to

kill me as well, all right? And now he's telling me not to talk?

Hey!

Sorry.

Hey, Mr Hanley!

Frank Hanley!

Stop!

He poisoned me.

I was in the pub, having a meal, and he came in and started asking me about my

job. And you know, you can't stop me talking about pyrotechnics.

But anyway, I went for a leak, I came back, and the same night, food

poisoning.

He's gone.

He's gone. He's gone.

Why would he want to poison you?

I found out he usually does the displays here, and we're talking big bucks,

alright?

Lose the competition.

And now my best friend is gone.

Why would Mr. Lumiere be out on that barge at night?

Who knows?

It'd be too dark to work.

We'd already set up and sealed two mortar racks and capes.

He wouldn't set up another one in the dark. JP wouldn't do that. No way.

JP.

Jean-Pierre.

Can I see him?

I don't think that's a good idea.

All pretty much gone, Chad.

Part of the right arm is missing just above the ulnar humeral joint.

What's on this elbow?

You know, there'll be a lot more he could tell us if he ended up in the

water. Right, so you think the explosion killed him? I mean, we've had it before.

One thing to conceal another, like Rafael da Costa gone over the cliff in

that car.

You remember all their names?

everyone so um definitely the explosion then yes yes uh concealment doesn't

apply this time given the range and extent of structural damage i'm sure

that he was standing facing the source of the explosion okay so it could still

be an accident but you know his colleagues did say he was a stickler for

safety yeah so you're treating it as suspicious yeah obviously

Well, um, we have interviews and an explosives expert arriving, so we better

get back. Great. Okay, we will have a full written report to you by, uh,

tomorrow morning, Anjali. Great.

Thanks. Maybe see you soon.

Yeah, yeah, great.

Detective.

You made up with her, then.

Sorry, what? What do you mean? Oh, come on, Doc. You've been miserable for weeks

and now suddenly here's Detective Mallory and... What's going on? That's

rubbish. You've been watching too many rom-coms. Let's just, um... Scalpel?

Thank you.

Hey, so, um, you and Ehaka, is that a... You guys just mates, or...? Hey, can you

give me a minute, Simon?

Maybe start a search on Lumiere's calls from last night?

Uh, the whole time he's been here, actually.

Yeah, yeah, sure. Sure thing. I'll... I'll sort it.

Ian.

How can I help you?

You can't.

I've got a message for you. My brother wants to talk to you.

About?

You said you'd known the number off by heart, what with all the calls you've

been making to him in prison.

Worst turn down all of my calls.

Yeah, he said. So what? He's changed his mind.

Find out.

It's the messenger.

Salta East Wing Extension.

Mallory?

Alan.

I've been worried about your welfare since all those care packages stopped

coming in. How's it going?

You know fucking well how it's been going.

You've got to stop calling me.

You asked me to call you, according to your brother.

I mean all the time. They log every call, so... So start talking to me then.

I'll talk to you, okay?

One on one.

But you've got to relocate me first.

I'm not sure I can do that, Ellen. I can maybe get you into isolation.

I want out of here right now.

Sort it out with my lawyer.

That's the deal.

No move, no talk.

Look, Ellen, if you are worried... Hello?

OK,

well, you're staying with us.

Well, your dad would be expecting you to stay with us, darling.

Boss. Um, all right. Well, you be sure to get in touch once you're settled.

Right, darling, I gotta go.

That was my niece visiting from Europe.

Yep. Alan Sauter is finally ready to talk, but he is demanding to be

relocated first.

Do you know how many hoops I have to jump through to swing a transfer an ass?

No, I don't, but listen, Sauter can tell me who ordered my dad's death.

Maybe my sister's, too.

You told me to stick at this, and I'm getting close, but he's scared.

We've got to move on this.

Okay.

I'll talk to Head of Corrections.

But, Inez, I can't promise you anything, okay?

Sorry, but I got the Shuriks teed up down at the festival site for a bit of a

cordial. And your explosive specialist is here.

Thank you.

You let me know, yeah?

Yeah.

Hoana, I need CCTV of Jim Matheson and Fingers at this pub two days ago.

Around lunchtime, I'll send you a drop-in. Sure.

Thanks. Chasing down Lumiere's phone calls.

Yep, great.

Bomb disposal's here. Can you take it? I need to go talk to the Sherricks.

Sure, yeah, no problem. Great.

Detective Mallory?

Delaney.

Mallory's my partner.

Detective partner.

This is Sergeant Gracewell.

Chipmunk.

Simon. Thanks for your help. No problem. Not sure how helpful I'll be able to be,

but we can try.

Yeah, well, let's get down to that barge and find out, shall we?

See ya.

Nice chatting.

Oh, Minnie.

Slow down, cowboy. You're supposed to be taken.

And we've got some footage to track down.

Come on.

Yep.

All right.

Mr. and Mrs. Shorrock, I'm Detective Mallory.

Sorry about what happened. You must be devastated.

If you mean why we're still here, business as usual when our boss is dead,

you can bugger off. Look, the fireworks might be stuff, but we're still going to

give this place the best light show ever.

G'day. Hey, I still have some questions I need to ask you. We've got no idea

what happened.

We were in bed at the hotel when she blew.

Biggest bang of his life.

JP's, that is.

We missed it.

And when was the last time you saw Lumiere?

Well, me?

Yesterday afternoon, on the barge.

Full cakes.

Magic! No, Jimmy's in the hospital, out of action, so Robbie stepped up.

And you?

Well, I was stuck here, working.

Didn't even speak to JP yesterday.

Right.

Do either of you know a Fingers Hanley?

He's a fellow pyro.

Pyro? He's a fucking menace. His health and safety is crap.

And what about Lumiere's health and safety?

Five star.

JP Lumiere is a bloody genius.

Yeah. Then how did it blow up?

Well, you're the cop.

That's your job.

Now, if it's okay with you, I've got a light show to put together.

I got it.

So, um, why don't you want your husband to know that you know fingers?

Never met the guy.

Look, JP told us to have nothing to do with him and he rocked up a couple of

times and Robbie told him to piss off.

What was it like working for Lumiere?

Jesus.

Can't believe he's dead, eh?

Like, he was just really careful, you know?

Kylie! Where's that bloody box?

Excuse me.

Sorry.

Don't have to yell. I'm right here.

Yeah, yeah.

See?

Much wiring.

Looks like spaghetti to me.

Yeah.

carbonara yeah so how does this all work uh the lift charge sends a shell into

the air a timed fuse sets off a burst charge that activates the pretty stuff

but the whole lot went off yeah a lift charge needs a hole to launch the

firework the smaller the hole the higher it goes but if that hole was blocked

boom yeah everything nearby probably goes up as well but what triggers the

explosion Electric matches spark the quick match.

Ah!

Leading into the lift charges of the shells.

They're electronically fired from a console, so it's pretty hard to do by

accident.

Could they have been remotely activated?

Potentially. Yeah, I was just about to ask that, actually.

And so potentially.

Cool. But there'd be physical evidence if that happened, though, right? Yeah, a

receiver of some sort.

But it's a shambles out there. We couldn't even find the console.

It'll take hours to go through it all, so I took some samples to test in the

meantime.

I'm a walk-in chemistry lab.

I'll analyse the residues, see if there's anything out of whack.

As soon as I'm done, I'll sift through the debris.

OK, well, you'll need to stay over.

Should I organise some accommodation, Nais?

OK. Oh, thank you, Sergeant... Oh, sorry.

Mallory?

What?

OK, I'll be right there.

Can you follow up on the call logs?

And I want to know as soon as we've got our hands on fingers.

Gotcha.

Let's find you a nice hotel.

Sounds good.

Hi.

Anais Mallory. Hi. Oh, not quite the welcome to Queenstown I was expecting. I

came out for a walk and... Sorry, do I know you?

Um, oh, I'm not sure. Did you say Mallory? Yeah, Anais Mallory.

Oh, God, I must be in shock.

Of course we know each other. A long way back, though, at school, here.

I'm Lena Chu.

Yes. Your boss is my aunt. I'm an old friend of Maya's.

Right. Yeah, I knew I recognised you.

Well, I'm sorry to reconnect like this.

Yeah, tell me about it. I thought I was going to be sick.

Why don't you take a seat and I'll go and take a look.

More than happy to.

Wow. It's definitely Lumiere's.

Remains of the elbow joint. It's the size, peppering from the blast, and

there's bits of metal embedded.

And what are the other masks?

The water was cold, so there's no maceration yet.

They're names.

Tattoos, quite a few of them.

Names? Yeah.

Would you like me to make a list?

Yeah, yeah, that's a great idea, Anjali. Thank you.

Sorry. Better take this. Okay.

All right.

So, this stuff will be fine.

Jared?

Have I got a personal ringtone?

Just call her ID.

Huh. Well, I'm just letting you know that we had a bump in the road with the

CCCV footage, but we're back on track.

Okay. Thanks. I'll be there after I've spoken to the Shorrocks again.

Oh, no, they're here.

They're having a beer.

Oh, okay. Well, thanks for telling me. I was going to go to the lake.

Oh, saved you the trip. Yeah.

Well, tell them to drink slow, eh?

Bye.

Wait, open the door! Wait!

No, I'm abducting you two!

There you are.

Shit.

Oh, my foot was stuck. How could you? Oh,

shit, here we go.

G'day.

Called the buggers, have you?

No, not yet, which is surprising given the excellent descriptions you gave us.

Oh. Thank you.

Yeah, no, they're very impressive, especially considering it was dark and

they came out of nowhere.

Well, I'm good with details.

Yeah, you've got to be in our game.

An ass.

Detective, something you want to see?

Sorry,

it keeps glitching, but if I can get it to... Here.

There it is.

The Matheson dude with Hanley Houdini.

Is there a point where Fingers is at the table alone?

Only after Matheson leaves, but I could have missed it. I mean, the recording is

rubbish. But there is one other thing.

There.

Kylie.

Robbie's really got the shits about you hauling me in here.

Too bad.

We've got Jim Matheson accusing Hanaleigh of poisoning him and then

threatening him so he'd keep his mouth shut. Yeah, and then we've got you at

the pub having a drink with Hanaleigh but deliberately withholding that

information.

So?

Yeah, I met him.

More than once, if you must bloody know. So what?

Fingers was just teaching me stuff, like JP.

Look, he's a nice guy. He's, you know, a bit grouchy. But, you know, he was

cluing me in on tons of stuff, right? Because I don't want to be doing, you

know, just lighting shows forever. I want to do pyros because pyros is the

biggest fucking buzz ever.

Beds arson, huh?

We, uh, checked your record over in Oz.

Yeah?

Juvie.

I was a kid.

Fuck, one little fucking fire.

Did Jean-Pierre Lumiere ever spend one-on-one time with you two?

Teaching you?

Yes.

He was a good teacher.

So, his fingers.

Tell me about fingers.

People say he's a bit of a cowboy.

Oh, he's just, he's easygoing.

Like, he makes out like he's this wild man, but hey, he's only lost two

fingers, right? So, can't be that careless, can he?

Do you know where he lives?

No.

And how did he feel about Lumiere?

I don't know. A bit pissed off, I guess.

I don't reckon he did anything to him.

No, no, no, no. He just... Oh, fuck. He just asked me to point Jim out to him so

he could talk to him. That's all.

Did you see him put anything in Jim's food? No.

Did he mention anything about the contract for the arts festival? A couple

of things.

About it not being fair. But that's just because he's right into it, you know?

Like you and your husband?

Yes.

Look, we all bloody love pyros.

It is a fucking vacation.

Pretty sure she meant vocation.

They're just as passionate as each other.

And they all have the skills to eliminate the top dog and climb up the

ladder. Yep.

Motives for murder in every direction and opportunities.

Even Matheson could have snuck out of his hospital bed.

And there's always the possibility of radio detonation.

So too many possibilities.

Yep.

So, um, whilst any movement on... No, Anais, not yet.

I've put in a request for one-on-one with Head of Corrections.

I can't exactly offer them full disclosure on the reason for Sada's

move, can I? Well, maybe just tell them that someone is going to kill him if

they don't pull finger.

Thank you.

Hey. Knew you'd still be here.

Sorry, I'm not done with the report just yet. Oh, no, no, no. That's all right.

I've got some photos.

I wondered if you'd take a look. An assault case.

Just doesn't feel right.

Yeah. Yeah, of course.

Thank you.

Not now. I can pick them up tomorrow.

OK.

No worries.

Thank you.

See you tomorrow.

All right.

Hey, Nance.

Um... Earlier today, I think Anjali, she was kind of... I think she might have

picked up on a... a vibe or something after last night.

Vibe?

I hope I'm not imagining it. There is a vibe. There's a... There's a vibe.

Yes.

I remember you saying, um...

a few weeks ago that you would be, that you couldn't do emotional strings,

right?

Yeah.

I think I need emotional strings or it's just a bit

pointless.

Okay. Sorry, I'm just being honest.

No, no, no.

Thank you for being honest.

Okay.

Yeah. So, um... What do we do about the vibe?

I don't know. There's not much we can do, right?

Yeah.

I'll get those photos. You do? Yeah, yeah, great.

Hi, Anjali.

Hi, Elias. Don't work too late. Okay, no, I won't. Great.

You okay?

Yeah, yeah, good.

I just mean, this is too cute. Look at this jawline from here to here.

I... What?

Why don't you want to talk about it?

Talk about what? I mean, it's fine. You look great. Look at this.

You're just trying to distract me. From what? The view?

God,

you are such a pretty boy.

It's not the first time I've been told that.

I'm just interested. I would have thought you'd want me to be interested

in your business. That's all.

I do.

But, like, interesting and fun stuff.

The menus, the stuff, the kitchen dramas.

Business is just business. It's boring.

Here, have some more champagne.

Cheers.

See?

Boring work.

Pretty boy speaking.

Explain to me again what happened.

Lynn, we've been over this.

How did it happen?

Really?

I want to hear you say it.

There was a meth lab in one of the rental properties.

Dad found out about it.

He went over to confront them.

He's here.

What the hell is this place? I thought we were meeting at the house.

I need to have a little chat.

I don't want a chat.

I want a reasonable response to my request.

It was a fight.

Yeah, all right. I'm not cutting that. Please don't.

He fell.

And where the fuck were you?

Oh, Lynn.

What? Hey, come on, Lynn. She was with me. It's not her fault.

It's your fucking cop mates.

They're meant to keep us safe, yeah? They're meant to protect us.

They caught him, Lynn. They caught... I don't care.

Our dad is dead.

Lynn. Make it better.

The neighbors, make it better.

Sweetheart, please.

I'm not...

Mum. Hi, darling.

Can we talk?

Yeah, yeah.

Sweetheart, I need to apologise for shouting you out the last few weeks.

I didn't want to.

It's just... No, no, let me finish.

These questions you've been asking me...

I need you to know something.

Your father wasn't always the man that you think he was.

Darling, there's a reason I don't come here.

He used this place.

He stayed here with us.

No, neither did I.

In the beginning.

And I didn't want to tell you because... Is... Is that what the payments were?

What payments?

Here, access to bank records.

There was money going out. $7,000 a month.

But there was even more money coming in. Well, of course, darling. We had a

business to run. No, no, no. There's nothing to do with the business. Look,

$10,000 a month, every month, on these dates. Do you know who PB is?

No, darling, I have no idea. Please.

Nothing good will come from this.

You can't make it better, all right?

I'm sorry.

Darling, everything I've ever done was only to protect you.

Morning, Alan. Fuck!

What did?

Nah, nah.

That's my brother.

Fucking hell.

Lynn Snapes.

Almost shat myself, man. What are you doing here?

Did any of the cargo operation get busted?

Nah.

But they're gonna have to do without the country's second best cook now.

Doug was the best, eh?

Then me.

What are you in for?

Murder.

Yeah, I killed that Russian prick.

Chucked Doug out of the helicopter.

It's his setup, eh?

No.

Oh, by the way, I've got something for you.

Didn't think you'd like it.

I need to talk to your boss.

This police visit from Queenstown CI Delaney and Mallory.

What the hell's all that about?

Simon.

You on your way in?

Yeah, I'm leaving now.

Great. Meet you at the city council, though. We've got a situation.

Okay. I told you to sit down. And I told you that you either let me go or you

arrest me if you want to take me in. No one wants to arrest you. You're only

required for an interview.

Well, he does. No, I tried to talk to you. But if you keep this up, we will

arrest you. So sit down.

You best do what he says, Mr Hanley.

Oh, here we go.

Bloody suits now.

Who called this in? I did.

Oh, hello, Mum.

Hi, darling.

I'm chair of the festival committee.

This gentleman came in here yelling about contracts and he threatened my

team members. And I told him we didn't assign the contract.

It was a council decision. Yeah, it was a bloody shonky one. I should have had

first option. It is bullshit. You know it. Sit down!

Mr. Hanley, we need to question you with regard to the death of Jean-Pierre

Lumiere. What?

What? The bugger's dead?

Yeah, two nights ago. You could hardly miss it. Well, you could if you're a

little bit pissed.

Going to sleep?

Oh, dear, eh?

Well, you'll be needing to find a replacement then soon, won't you, eh?

Oh, unbelievable.

We'll let him have a bit more of his tea.

Get more out of him this way.

You'll be needing a replacement, sir.

What is he on?

I don't know.

Hey, how's Sergeant Grace? How's it going?

Uh, yeah, it's taking her a little longer than she thought, so I guess I'll

have to continue to liaise with her.

Yeah, I bet you will.

You start.

So, um, how's your other thing shaping up?

Good.

Well, I'm here.

So it's fungus.

Didn't do a runner.

How many times I had nothing to do with that bloody explosion.

Why do you keep running away then? Well, I didn't know you were a cop.

You knew Jared was.

Oh, yeah.

Well, I've got some speeding fines, okay? I'll take care of it. But I didn't

bloody kill anybody.

If I did, it would probably be someone from the council, that's who.

Not your rival.

Colleague. I was a fraternity, mate. Okay, so if your issue's with the

council, why did you poison Jim Matheson?

I didn't poison Jim.

You know, the schnitzel at that pub, that should be your prime suspect there,

mate.

Anais. My office.

Can you get Mr Hanley's details, please, Simon? You ought to make yourself

available to us. If we need to talk further and I can't locate you, I will

hunt you down myself.

Are we clear?

Crystal.

Thank you.

Little firecracker, that one, isn't he? Gosh.

What's up?

We didn't get the clearance in time, Inez.

Santa's dead.

Fuck!

We tried to get him protection.

You needed to keep the pressure on. You did what you had to do.

Oh, I feel sick.

Now, I need you to focus on your job here.

All right?

Yep.

Nice. Ah, yes, guys, the, um, Shurik assault.

We checked the street cam for her attackers, but we also checked a couple

blocks around the pub as well.

Did you want the file to look at again?

Uh, the, the, that is at Doc Cooper's. Right, okay, we can boogie on over

there. Or just drive.

Uh, thank you.

Great, I'll just get another list.

Hey.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

Look, I heard about Salta.

I reckon take that.

If you ever need a talk, any time, whenever.

Hey, how's it going?

Good.

She's got some pretty interesting results.

Residue. The lift charge was a standard black powder mix, but it was made up of

much finer grains than usual. Which means a faster, more volatile explosion.

You know, one that never even left the mortar. So it was like, because there

was no hole to let the energy in.

Well done.

Right, but this doesn't confirm it was deliberate, does it?

No, it could have been a failure in the mixture or the casing itself.

Yeah, so...

I guess we prove it was deliberate by answering two questions.

What sent Lumiere out there at night and what was the method of ignition?

Yes, exactly.

Your search of the debris might turn up something Sokos just wouldn't recognise.

Which is why I'm heading back out there, Detective.

Perfect. You go with her, Simon. And I think we keep pushing Lumiere's call

logs. Might show up the why he was there.

Yeah. Can you hassle...

Here's the French service provider.

Who you be?

Detective.

You have a visitor.

Detective Mallory.

Vernon Kincaid.

Impeccable homicide.

I'd like a word.

You visited Alan Sauter in jail some time ago. Why?

I believed he might have further information about my father's death.

He was serving time for your father's death. That was thoroughly canvassed in

the trial.

I think there's more to it.

Is that why you've been calling him twice a week for the last month?

To get him to tell me what he knows, yes.

Assistant.

Him or me.

I am.

Yes.

Do you know who killed Sauter?

The information he was withholding about your father's death, what was it?

I can't tell you that.

I'm investigating a homicide.

And it's not yet appropriate for me to share any suspicions I might have.

Well, some of us are more inclined to be sharing and caring.

It's a photocopy, but if it helps you make sense of your suspicions, then

maybe you'd be disposed to sharing them with us.

for inquiring.

Have a good day.

Doctor, visitor.

Morena, Doctor.

Hey, Morena.

Detective Mallory's a bit busy, so she sent me to follow up on the Sharrock

file. Right, right, right. Um, yeah, I've been taking a look at it.

Well, they said she was assaulted around 11.30 at night, but Anais thinks that's

a bit dodgy. You know, why wait till 7 the next night to report it?

Yeah, which is when these photos were taken, right? Exactly.

So if you have any ideas.

Yeah. Yep, I think Anais is right. It is fishy. You see there?

The bruising, it hasn't properly diffused. So I would say that she was

struck just a couple of hours before these photos were taken.

Not 20. And you see this here?

It's probably a ring.

Left-handed single blow. That helps, Sergeant.

I'm sure it will.

Was Lumiere wearing a ring on his left hand?

No sign of one, no. All right, Doc. Thanks very much. Yeah, no worries. Hey,

um... Lumiere's autopsy report.

Nice. Anything interesting?

Yeah. As expected, the arm is very interesting.

You see here, the name's tattooed, both men's and women's, and this one here is

recently scabbed.

Billy.

Look, look, look, I... Look, this is an urgent police matter. I need that phone

call history.

Yeah, well, I'm sorry I don't speak French.

What?

No, we didn't get a French option at school. We got Māori. Yeah.

Oh, look, I've got to go, but I'll get back to you.

See you.

I mean, ciao.

Detective. Hey, Jared, I just heard from Juana. I need you to put together a list

of tattoo parlours in the area, please.

Tattoo parlours.

Right. OK, on it. Cheers. No, no, no, no. Hold up, Speedy.

I need you to visit them.

And see if Lumiere or anyone else from the pyro crew got a tattoo done

recently. Okay. Yep. Sweet.

Specifically one that says Billy.

Billy. Tattoo Palace.

Gotcha.

We should have uniforms down this.

Down and dirty.

That's how we find what we're looking for.

More spaghetti.

Speaking of which, you know, the boss told me to look after you while you're

here. So I was thinking maybe I'd organize a dinner for us tonight.

Maybe, you know, there's some really great Italian places around here. Get

some real pasta, maybe.

That's really thoughtful of you.

Thanks. But I'm actually meeting a friend.

Oh, cool. Cool. That's cool. Great. Yeah.

Yeah. I mean.

You know, obviously, you don't need looking after. No.

I don't even know why she said that. It's dumb.

Hey, maybe next time something blows up, eh? Yeah, yeah.

How to make a bomb. Fast.

So, where the hell's that console?

You know, it should be over in that corner somewhere, but it's gone.

Yeah?

What does it look like? Well, it should be some sort of box, not too big, with

lots of buttons and sliders.

Like a console.

Like this?

Oh, my God.

Yes!

You beauty!

Yes, Gavin, but we can hardly offer it to him if he's under suspicion of

murder, can we?

Well, the show rocks aren't certified.

Yes, OK, I'll see what I can find out.

Bye.

Bernice. Hi, Mum.

It's not an official visit.

Have you got a minute?

Um, yeah, sure.

I wanted to tell you something before you heard it on the news.

It's about Alan Sauter.

He's dead.

Oh. Uh, what happened?

He was stabbed earlier this morning.

Invercargill police are on it.

Are you okay?

Um, I don't know how I feel.

Neither do I.

It feels like the end of something.

Anything's allowed, I guess.

Relieved.

I've been questioned because I was on Sata's back trying to get information

out of him.

I finally got that information and listen mum, you need to be careful.

What do you mean?

Oh my God.

Everyone stay where you are.

I think he's hit his head. Okay, I'll call an ambulance. Doing it now.

Nice one, Jimbo. That good one.

I've got nothing to do with this.

Nice one, dickhead. Nice one.

Just call it, please.

See you back at the station. Good luck.

Impressive whistle.

Oh.

Harry Grayson.

Nice, Mallory.

I know.

Your mother speaks very highly of you.

Really? You're just being nice.

All parents worry about their children.

Even when they're highly capable detectives, as I hear you are.

Well, I better go check on Veronica, but nice to properly meet you at last.

Bit of a shit fight.

It's a good thing we showed up when we did.

Yeah, actually, why did you show up?

Jesus, you just don't let up, do you?

Alan Sowder's dead.

Stabbed.

Shit, when?

Does Veronica know? Yep.

Looks like someone was trying to shut him up.

Doesn't matter though, whoever got to him was too late.

Hi, Ben.

Is your mum home?

She's gone to the prison.

I heard about Alan. I'm really sorry.

She's dead because of you.

Hey, that...

That is not true.

Okay, this happened because he wouldn't talk to me.

I am here because I am trying to make sense of it and I'm trying to make sure

that no one else gets hurt. He was scared.

He said someone might try to kill him. I know.

And listen, I think he found a way to tell me who was behind this and I think

it is the same person who killed people I love too.

It's all in here.

Listen, what do you know about fireworks?

About how they work?

What?

It is all about a chain reaction.

Okay, you start it, the pressure builds really, really fast.

It blows a shell into the air and it explodes, destroys itself.

You can help me with that chain reaction.

You can help me find the person who had your brother killed.

I have lit the fuse.

Now we just have to make sure it goes boom.

I've been calling you. Our brawlers are on ice.

Yeah, I had to do something.

Well, the guy who got injured is in surgery.

Callum, brain bleed.

I'm in touch with the hospital and they'll keep us informed.

Oh, okay. Why don't you fill me in?

Looks like we've got some interviews to do. Yeah.

A couple of things first.

The firing console?

Detective Delaney found it.

Wow, well done, Sarah.

What am I looking at?

The circuits are all numbered for different mortars, all pre-mangled,

burnt. But see this wire?

It's been cut.

Both ends neatly trimmed to expose the core.

Which means?

There was something inserted into this circuit. And I found this. It's the

remains of a signal decoder. And this is a fragment of a capacitor, the power

source. So this...

is our answer to question one. The explosion was remotely activated.

This was definitely no accident.

Thank you. You're welcome.

You said a couple of things.

Yeah, yeah. Um, Juana and I went through Lumia's phone calls for the last couple

of weeks.

Anything useful?

Useful, but not conclusive.

Highlighted one call here, made from a public phone.

Ah, okay. Well, let's get the street cam footage from near that call box. Yeah,

I'll organise it. Okay.

Hey, um...

Wana, would you mind running a check on that other guy that was there too, Harry

Grayson?

Okay.

He was on our eyewitness list for the explosion and then all of a sudden he

shows up when it goes down. It's worth checking out.

Bye-bye.

Thanks.

I reckon Kylie Shorrock was sleeping with Lumiere.

For starters, the Shorrocks lied about this assault.

These injuries didn't happen 20 hours previously.

It was more like two.

We can't find the three kids because they don't exist.

Kylie was hit by one left-handed person, most likely wearing a ring.

Matheson is right-handed if his right hook's anything to go by. Then there's

Fingers. He's a righty too.

But Robbie is left-handed.

Yeah, but if Robbie had his wife, why was he so keen to report it?

Misdirection. If he found out about the affair and was planning payback, he'd

want to conceal any motive.

So he blames the assault on someone non-existent. That's a pretty good

theory. Okay, go test it out.

Mrs. Jorick, the last few weeks you made multiple calls and sent a large number

of texts to Jean-Pierre Lumiere.

Yeah, so he was mentoring me.

One-on-one.

What did that involve?

Where are you going with this? Well, most of these texts were sent at night.

One on the night of the explosion, about an hour before.

You said you hadn't spoken to Jean-Pierre that day. I meant in person.

I was just checking the upcoming schedule.

We happen to know this assault did not take place 20 hours before these photos

were taken. It was more like two.

It also got to do with anything.

Was it your husband that hit you, Kylie?

Oh, fuck me dead.

Would you describe Robbie as an angry person?

We're both pretty fiery.

Yeah, all right, Robbie's got a bit of a short fuse, but he's harmless.

I wouldn't describe what I'm seeing here as harmless.

What was he so angry about?

Were you having an affair with Jean-Pierre?

Is that why Robbie killed him?

Robbie did not kill JP.

He'd already got everything off his chest, all right? What does that mean?

He'd already worked his anger out on you.

Some new suppliers came in, and I called to let him know. Just before your wife

texted him?

We know you found out about them. And we know it was you that hit her, and as

soon as we're done here, you'll be charged.

You know, your calls have an interesting pattern.

Regular communication from the first couple of weeks you were here, and then

zero communication from the time you assaulted your wife.

And then suddenly, there's that one call on the night he was killed.

Was it that call that sent him to the barge, Robbie?

No.

Bullshit. No.

I swear.

Anais. Mr. Grayson. Harry, please.

We're just making your mum a cup of tea.

It's Anais.

Hey, Mum. Hi, darling.

I just, um, thought I'd swing by.

Oh, would you like some tea?

That was quite the kerfuffle earlier.

Enough excitement for one day.

Do you guys mind? I just... Oh, not at all. I've got some things to do.

Think about what I said.

Ah. You need a break.

Yes, I will.

Thanks, Harry.

Hope to see you again soon, Inez.

I need to talk to my mum, Luke.

Darling, anything you need to say to me, you can say it in front of Luke.

Please. No, thank you.

For God's sake, could you sit down? You're making me nervous. Okay.

What was that break you and Harry were talking about? Oh, he, uh... He wants to

take me away to the med.

It's quite sweet, really.

It'll do her good.

Good night. Oh darling, I'm fine here.

Is everything alright?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. I'm just, um, you know, everything today, it's odd.

Just, um, wanted to check in.

I'm fine.

I have to go.

Oh, well, I'll see you out.

Darling, I wanted to say you were right.

All those fights you and I used to have, I did favour them.

She was vulnerable and so fragile.

And you're strong, like your father.

You've always looked after yourself.

No.

Just come with me, just tonight. I am fine, darling.

Love you so much.

Well, I'm neither far away, you know.

Yeah, I wasn't expecting you just yet.

Things are moving quickly. Are you good to go?

Yeah.

Yeah, just say the word.

Okay.

I'll call you. Be ready.

Mallory.

Detective Kincaid.

I got your message.

Yeah, I wanted to catch up with you before I left, heading back to

Invercargill. I thought you'd already gone.

No, I had a couple of interviews to do.

You paid Ben Satter a visit?

Condolences on his brother's death.

Of course.

Very thoughtful.

Listen, I might be able to help you after tonight.

Don't ask me, just be patient.

Briefing? Uh, yeah, when Jared gets here.

Oh, Detective, I believe you've met my niece, Lena.

Anais. Uh, we remembered each other, even though the circumstances were a bit

bizarre.

Yeah, did you find out who the arm belonged to?

Yeah, it was, um, reunited with its owner.

Yeah, it wasn't the greatest homecoming, was it? Lena's visiting for a while.

I'm going to spend some time with my Uncle Ken, because I'm the favourite

niece. It's true. He's going to be delighted.

We weren't expecting her for a few weeks. Yeah, none of us were.

Yeah, we're going to meet up with Luke and then take Ken to see the lights.

Great. Have fun.

What time are we meeting?

Once it's dark enough. The lights will be prettier then. Eh, Maya?

Yeah.

See you guys.

Nice. Street cam footage came through.

And the phone box caller reveals himself.

Now we have to get fingers back in again.

Hey, Anais.

Good call on the ink.

Gold has been struck again.

Very last pilot that I went to.

Flash shares. Right next to your friend's place.

What friend?

The gym lady.

So, I'm armed with the list, right?

Get it?

Armed with the list?

Okay, anyway, and I flashed around old maestro Jean-Pierre Lumiere.

Jared.

Yeah, yeah, sorry. I flashed around the victim's face all over and I finally got

a hit.

So the dude got the billy tattoo done a couple of days after he'd arrived.

The scabbing would fit that time frame.

But that's not exactly cracking the case, is it, Jared?

Oh, no, no, no, there's more.

Oh, there's more. He also got another tattoo done a couple of days later on

his left arm. The one that was burned to a crisp.

What did it say?

Kylie.

OK, I mean, Kylie isn't exactly unexpected, though, is it?

The names.

There was a mix of men and women.

Well, what if this Billy is the William Cullen on Lumiere's call-lift?

Yeah, maybe.

You know, sometimes it's just about the order the evidence comes to light.

I mean, we were on the right track, but it would have been really easy to back

the wrong horse.

So we checked all of Lumiere's calls, just to be sure.

And since arriving, he's made over a dozen calls to a Sydney number.

To William Cullen.

Are you familiar with that name?

Jimbo.

Maybe you know him as Billy.

No. No, I don't know any Billy.

Billy certainly knows you, Jimbo.

And he's not very complimentary.

He was another one of Blumia's lovers.

And so were you.

No.

He ditched you for Billy.

He also slept with Kylie.

Your co-worker.

He got her name tattooed on his other arm.

Did you tell Robbie about that?

No. No.

He saw it and he hit her.

JP was going to report him and so they killed him.

No.

It was you.

Who called Lumiere and told him there was a problem at the barge? It was your

call that got him out there.

You'd already sneaked out of hospital and organised to get to the barge so you

could set up your radio receiver.

But it wasn't entirely destroyed, Jim.

We have fragments.

Physical evidence.

Blaming fingers was a pretty good piece of misdirection, I'll give you that.

Yeah, and it was a pretty good alibi being in hospital when the explosion

happened. But your food poisoning was self-administered.

And guess what?

You slipped out. You said you called Lumiere to tell him you'd be back to

work the next day. But when you made that call, you couldn't possibly have

known when you'd be out.

And then there's this.

Jimbo.

All his conquests.

You were an earlier tattoo.

And this?

This was the ultimate insult.

This superimposing, cancelling you out.

It must have been very painful, Jim.

He lied to me.

He betrayed me.

He was still talking to Billy the whole time.

And then he fucking screwed Kylie as well.

Maestro.

He was a fucking monster.

We also checked your call logs.

There is only one outgoing call after the call to Lumiere.

And it's an odd one. Four numbers.

2264. Not a keypad. That's B-A-N-G.

Chrysanthemum.

Cheers. Full confession.

And great news on your mother's staffer. He's going to be okay.

Yeah, she could probably employ old fingers for the next festival.

I'll let Gemma know.

Judy called.

She said she had to go.

Oh.

Okay.

Um... Nath?

This is for you.

It's about Harry Grayson.

I'm worried about Inés.

I think she's got a lot going on and I think she needs help.

What sort of things? Is she all good? I don't know.

She won't let anyone in.

How are

you

feeling? Much better, actually.

Luke gave me a pill, so I had a nice long sleep.

Oh, and then my phone call woke you. I'm sorry. No, don't apologise.

It's a great idea.

Love to see the lights.

Great. Well, it's getting cold, so wrap up warm.

Grab a hat and some gloves. I have. Be right back.

Leave a message.

Fuck.

Mum, please pick up.

Listen, I don't want to frighten you, but this is really important, okay? I

want you to lock your doors. Do not open them for anyone.

Not Luke, not Harry, no one.

Okay? I'm on my way.

Ben, are you in place?

Yeah, I'm in my car where you said.

Okay, someone might be in danger. We need to move on this.

Make the call.

Make the call.

It's me. Where are you?

Yeah, usually three and a half hours to spin up that tree.

Three and a half hours?

Got

the

money?

Oh wow, Uncle Candice is so cool.

So great to be here.

So good to have you here, hon.

I've got bank records, I've got dates, I've got times, and I've got this.

Doug Snapes' ledger. This is proof of how it was all put together.

Okay? The labs, the payments, everything.

I couldn't figure it out, and then I got this.

These are the missing pages.

Your brother had them. Ben, they were his leverage.

They were what was keeping him safe. And they prove who was funding the whole

operation. Why are you telling me this? Shouldn't you be telling your cop mates?

I wanted you to know before I turn it all over in case it gets swept under the

rug.

She's handing it over tomorrow.

So, the money.

And then you can have the phone.

And I never heard any of this.

Never mention it.

deal with your problem any way you want.

You're such a pretty boy. It's not the first time I've been told that.

First time, I saw them setting it up.

Pretty buzzy light sound. Went to the blues and whatnot.

Yeah. Sorry, I didn't talk to you much.

You all good?

I'm good.

Are you good?

Yeah, I'm really stoked.

Sweet.

Looks cold out there.

You might have to stay another couple of nights.

Dangerous. You might not want me to leave.

Anais, we need to talk. This is insane.

I ran into Ben.

Yeah, Ben's out. This is his phone. He recorded everything.

Now you've crossed the line. We're having this out now.

Great, let's go.

I'd say I feel sorry for you, but I'm sick to fucking death of you chasing me

around with all this shit.

And you know what? If it was just me getting hurt, that'd be fine. But

dragging down Maya?

Fuck you.

Once I show this to Sharon, you can kiss goodbye to your badge and your whole

job. So fuck this and fuck that. It's fine. It makes no difference to me. I've

got copies of all of that. Oh, copies of all your delusions? They're not

delusions. Why are you so fixated on me, huh?

Come on, what have you got on me, really?

What I've got, Luke, is a whole lot of payments made to Doug Snapes, payments

that pass through him to Alan Souder, your old partner in crime.

Profits from a very lucrative drug operation.

What makes you think I'm involved in all of that?

PB.

What are you talking about?

Your PB.

Pretty boy speaking.

Pretty boy.

That's what they used to call you.

I've got it all, Luke. I've got the paper trail.

You can drop the egg now, okay?

This is over for you.

Hmm. You always wanted to know about my business, huh?

I told you it was boring.

But you were never satisfied, were you?

You really want to know, huh?

We made a lot of money in this.

And it was so fucking easy.

Tell me about Dad.

It was like the cops said.

Came across one of our labs in a rental property.

What they didn't know is that we were paying them off to keep

them quiet.

But he wanted more money.

I guess he had some rather expensive hobbies, didn't he?

What was her name again?

Did you pay Alan Sauter to do it?

Oh, do you want to speak to him?

No, no, no.

No? No, I don't think so.

It's not that hard, Alan. Just dissuade him from asking for more.

Yeah, okay.

I can dissuade him. You passed on your demands to our associate and he

suggested that we dissuade you.

So you dissuade it now? Get down right on my face!

Are you?

Get it out!

No, you're not, are you? Yes!

Not dissuaded enough.

I didn't have him killed.

Salah went rogue on me. Bullshit. Tell me about Lynn.

Look, I knew she was on P.

I wanted to help her, but she didn't want to listen to me because by then she

was already a fucking addict.

She did not drive off Skipper's Canyon.

Okay, she was way too cautious for that.

Tell me what happened, Luke.

Did you pay to have her killed too? Did she know too much?

There is a payment in this ledger the day after she died.

$50,000.

$50,000 for my sister's life. Who the fuck is GL?

Are you GL?

Who is GL if it's not you?

The, uh, gym lady.

What gym lady? The gym lady.

What are you doing?

Looks like there's been some kind of trouble here.

Home invasion, maybe? No, no, no, no.

I told you.

I fucking told you, but you wouldn't listen, would you? Don't fucking move!

Stay down.

We have got it all.

Right here, Luke. It is fucking over for you.

Luke Staunton, you are under arrest for the production of Class A drugs and the

complicity in the murder of Charles Mallory and Alan Sauter.

I really was, you know.

Looking out for her, Veronica.

Where is she?

The festival with Harry.

It's so beautiful.

So tell you what, you carry on to the next one.

I'll go get you some drinks.

Sure.

Almost there.

You guys want to tell me what's going on?

Hello, anybody?

Tell me what's going on for Christ's sake!

Jesus!

Hey, it's me. She's... Hey, I called it in. Did my best to set up a perimeter.

Okay, where is she? West side of the dance floor.

Mate, can you just look after him?

Oh, Maya.