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It's OK.

Tiffany, put the gun down.

Stop, Tiffany.

Stop!

Put the gun down.

Tiffany, stop!

Put the gun down now.

Tiffany, put the gun down!

Tiffany, put the gun down!

Stop!

I'll get a crew out
to look for her now.

Yeah, thanks.

Forensics here in five.

Can you give this to Rose?

And can you bag up Tiffany's phone
but bring it back to HQ with you?

Sure thing.

Is he OK?

He needs surgery.

Has he got anything
to say from himself?

Not a single word.

Hi, Allan.

My name is Detective O'Rouke.

We're arresting you
for attempted murder.

What?

No, it wasn't my fault.

Yeah. Which bit, Allan?

This here today or the murder
of Sonia Matthews?

Just take him.

Gabe, can you make sure
he's kept on guard all times?

OK, I'll have some uniform
follow him to the hospital.

Good.

We're not gonna be able
to question him for a while.

OK, so, maybe we introduce
him to someone

who understands his predicament.

Keep him company while he waits
for surgery.

Seems like someone's had a big day.

You heard.

I reckon half the city's
now heard, Hols.

OK, well,

it didn't quite go as planned by
I finally got my shooter in custody.

Great.

And the weapon he used
to kill Sonia.

Except he's injured, so I can't
press him too hard at the moment.

He's gonna be in a hospital bed
for a day or two.

At least be great if I could get
someone in there to work on him

while he's still fresh.

Maybe see if he wants to talk
about who he's working for.

Hospital, hey?

It's a secure ward.
It's under guard.

And you reckon you can get me
in there without blowing my cover?

Already underway.

I've organised a brief for you
to read before you go in.

Outlines who he is.
Information that I need.

Sure could use a lie down.

Great.

That makes it official, though.

You're my new handler.

Oh, finally.

See, dreams do come true.

I'm gonna send the information
to you now.

Yeah.

The thing is, I need you
to be ready like immediately.

Yeah, yeah. Point me anywhere.

OK. And I'll organise
a lift for you from here.

You are all good though, otherwise?

I mean, you know,

apart from witnessing
a daylight shooting and stuff.

Yeah. My dad, he is not
coping with retirement very well.

My kid keeps talking about all this
dark stuff, which is kind of cute,

but it's pretty worrying.

My husband just...

You go and get your woman
and I'll look after this guy.

Thanks.
Yeah.

Oh yeah, I'm gonna need you to,
uh, look after my cat when I'm gone.

He likes a little bit
of scrambled eggs on his kibble.

Hear yourself?

Alright, see ya.

So, is there any way
for you to give me some snacks?

What do you reckon, bro?
Shut up and get in the bed.

Oh, OK.

It was lovely to meet you too.

Ah! Assholes.

Hey, I am Ghost.

Alan.

Alan! Alan!

I like it.

Very understated.

Shit, eh?

What a day.

What a day.

Where is she?
It was self-defence.

So you have spoken to her.

How come you guys were
right there anyway?

Following Intel.

We warned you there was a chance
you could be targeted.

So, you used my wife as bait.

Two days ago, your wife insisted

there was no reason anyone
would be trying to kill her.

Today, she's out there firing
a weapon in broad daylight.

What was I supposed to do?

You can talk to us.
Tell us what's going on.

Not turn your wife into a vigilante.

Hey, it's my gun. It's registered.

Two things to take in right now.

Whoever wants your wife dead
isn't giving up.

So, while she's out there
on her own, she is in danger.

Two, Sonia Matthews died
in Tiffany's place.

If we can prove that you impeded
the investigation

into the actual murder,

we will charge you both

with perverting
the course of justice.

We are the victims in all of this.

No, your wife is a fugitive.

I've issued a warrant
for her arrest.

I have a whole
tactical operations team on the job.

So, if you care about her safety,

you will bring her into headquarters
without delay.

No, we've not being
flatfooted in our response.

Thank you.

Was this another
execution style shooting?

And that is speculation.

What's all this?

Kirsten sent them in.

She's approved
the million-dollar reward

for any information
on Sonia's murder.

Phones haven't stopped ringing.

Now we're talking.

Any word on Tiffany?

Nothing. But we've got taps on all
their phones, eyes on the house.

OK. Put a tail on Vince.

Check every vehicle
that leaves his depot.

She could be in the back of a truck.

Alright team, let's move it.

I'm sorry.
No further questions at this time.

Thank you for watching, everyone.

Listen, thank you so much
for the extra crew and the reward.

Well, you can
thank the commissioner for that.

He's taking a personal interest
in the case.

God, he's changed his tune.

Yeah, well, he asked to see me

when news of his second
daylight shooting broke.

And in an effort to explain
our lack of progress,

I reminded him
that you'd asked for extra resources

and a reward weeks ago
that he'd denied them.

Right.

Of course, the commissioner refused
to accept that it was his decision.

Said that I'd neglected to make
the level of criminality

clear to him in the first place.

What, he's blaming you?

Dylan's team's been seconded
to you for as long as you need them.

You are head of your own
task force, Holly.

OK.

Uh, then I better put on your radar

that Gavin Butterfield's name
is being brought up again.

What?

Yeah, he was moonlighting
as a driver for the trucking company

owned by the real target
of the hit, Tiffany Minari.

Right.

And he sorted out a few
of their problems along the way.

OK. Have you mentioned
this to Dylan?

No.

Why not?

Because my undercover is checking
for a connection to our case

and Dylan's evidence
is all rock solid.

Right.

So, you're concerned that you'll
be undermining Dylan's case?

I need to be absolutely sure

you're looking at this
through clear eyes, Holly.

I am.

All our evidence points to
an unknown mister big type figure

that's got it in for Tiffany.

OK, well, we've got
all the resources you need now.

So find out who this is.

Wrap it up.

Listen, I, um...

I know that you're
taking some heat for me

and I want you to know
that I appreciate that.

Sure.

Just don't make me regret it.

OK.

Gotta be 50 grand in this at least.

Huh?

Oh, cops busted me arm
when they arrested me.

Yeah, I got a big payday coming.

What'd they do to you?
Looks pretty nasty.

Oh, no.

Police didn't do this.

That's a shame.

First time in custody, eh?

Yeah. Don't worry you're safe
in here.

It's not until they start
moving you around the system.

That's when you need to worry.

Yeah?

Yeah.

It's when you get a few eyes
on you, you know.

All your inmates will start
sizing you up.

See what you're good for.

I've got nothing left to give.

You Married? You got kids?
What's the story?

Valentina's three. Mitch is two.

OK.

Yeah, you'd be surprised
what you can come up with.

Especially when some fag threatens
to uh, drop in and visit 'em

when you're still in the clink,
you know?

Alright. You're not helping, mate.

Just saying, you might want
to, uh, you might wanna drop

that 'poor me' attitude.

I've already
lost half my fucking hand.

Oh, it could be worse.

Oh, you reckon?

Oh, guess that depends, doesn't it?

What'd the cops pull you in for?

Must have been something special.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have left
you in here with me, would they?

Why? What'd you do?

I didn't do anything.

It's been a lot
of allegations thrown about.

Only about being a gun for hire.

Actually...

pretty good timing really.

Apparently, there's some clown
in custody at the moment

who's been stepping on my toes.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah. He's been making
a real mess of things.

Hitting the wrong target,
shooting a woman.

Actually, I can't wait
to meet this useless prick.

She kept running,
uh, back out onto Leicester Road

and then she just disappears
into Croxley Park.

I'm struggling to see
where she went after that.

Well, she doesn't have
a purse or a phone,

so she'd have to ask for help
to make a call or get a lift.

Unless they already had a plan.

Some sort of
prearranged meeting place

for when shit hits the fan.

Yeah. Have a look
into what they do in their downtime.

Might give us insight
to where she go.

No, I swear I wasn't trying
to move in on you, Ghost.

This isn't even what I do.

Yeah, well clearly.

How'd you even get the gig anyway?

I-I've got money problems. Alright?

Well, we've all got those, Allan.

See that doesn't give you the right
to come in and take away

my livelihood, does it?

No. Look, the banks
shut down me business.

OK. Me house is on the line.

Me brother doesn't know it yet,

but so is his 'cause of all
the loans he's signed off on.

I-I figured I just put one big down
payment on all the loans

and buy myself another month,

you know, get the business
back on track.

This was just a once off,
Ghost, I swear.

Was it?

What was your fee?

180? 200? What?

50 grand.

50 grand.

Oh, man.

I wouldn't even take a meeting
for under 150.

Man, I'd be charging 200
for that kind of bullshit.

You ever even fired
a handgun before?

Done some hunting.

Oh, you've done some hunting?

Only rifles.

I may have exaggerated
my skills a bit.

Yeah, well,

I guess you can always renegotiate
the terms of your agreement.

I don't think
that's gonna happen.

Well, if they want you
to keep your mouth shut,

they need to up your fee.

I just want 'em
to leave my family alone.

I could be your agent.

No, no. Seriously.

Who-who are you dealing with?
I-I might know him.

Oh, Jesus.

Don't tell me it was that cop
that got exploded.

I don't know anything about any cop.

Are you sure, mate?

'Cause if word gets around...

No, seriously, there's...
Dunno anything about any cops.

Wait, killing a woman is one thing.

It is a whole other shit storm

if you are working with the pigs,
clean or dirty.

No. No.

Like, look, I know...

there is no cop involved.

Alright?

Alright. No.

If you say so.

Yeah, I say so.

Alright.

I'm sure she's, uh, on her way.

Hi. Sorry.

Mrs O'Rourke, please take a seat.

Yeah.

Are you alright?

As I was saying, Alice and Emily
appeared to have had a disagreement

which turned physical.

I was trying to help her.

Emily's lip was left bloody.

I was just trying to talk to her.

Alice, don't interrupt, please.

I'm sorry. Can I, um...

I'd just like to hear
my daughter's version of events.

So would I.

It's alright, sweetheart.
Take your time.

I was telling Emily
she should just admit

it was her doing
that stuff in the gym.

We all know anyway.

OK. Uh, continue what you're saying.

She pushed me
really hard and I fell,

so I did what I had to do.

OK?

Thank you for being honest.

Alice, do you wanna wait outside
in the yard for us, please?

Um, Julia,
things have been a little, uh...

unstable at home lately.

Holly and I have separated.

Oh.

Goodness.

I am sorry.

And that explains a lot.

And look, let me say we're not
unfamiliar with family separations,

but I'm sure you'll agree
it's not an excuse.

Can you please have
a word with your father

about those gory fairy tales
he tells her about his work?

It's getting outta hand.

I know. I agree.
I will have a word with him.

And you are right.

She's worried about us. She's
worried about what's happening.

So, um, Mickey gave me the number
of a marriage counsellor.

It's a bit late for that, isn't it?

Luke, please don't say that.

I just... I think that if we see
someone outside of this,

they might be able to help us.

Holly, please. That's not us.

Besides, you've made your decision
and I've made mine.

I want a divorce.

OK.

Well...

this isn't really the place
to discuss that.

Yep.

See you, kiddo.

Look after your mum for me.

Huh?
Can I call you later?

Anytime.

And, uh, we'll go to the beach
on Saturday. Alright?

Help!

Help!

Help!

Help him!.

Oh, shit.

I finally got my nose job.

What do you reckon?

Pretty handsome busted, eh?

Guard left his post for a moment.

The attacker got away from him,
but uniforms are on it.

Ah, just leave it.

I got outta there with me cover
intact. That's all that matters.

Yeah, well, I'm starting to think

the cover means
more to you than your life.

Look, these people know
what they're doing

if they can get
into a secure hospital ward.

They're after him, not me.

Yeah, they're trying to shut him up.

Your friend Allan,
he's scared shitless.

He's about to lose it all.

He's family's getting threatened.

No, you don't commit murder
to get yourself outta trouble.

Yeah, you wouldn't.

Did you get anything
useful from him?

I put, um...

Butterfield snowman out there,
but he didn't take to that at all.

OK.

But he gave me a name
and we know her.

She gave us Ricky the gun trader.

Camille Bernie.

He said she handled the payment
for the job.

Oh, well, come on in then.

Do I look as though I've got
50 grand to spare?

I live on a pension.

Tell us about Allan.

Alan who?

The guy you paid 50 grand to.

I didn't pay any money to anybody.

Excuse me.

There you go, Wilson.

Pet cam?

Yep. Lets me keep an eye
on the old thing when I'm not here.

I was looking
at one of those for Raquel.

Raquel.

Raquel Wench. My cavoodle.

Oh, how old?

12 weeks.
Oh, cute.

Yeah.
She's a nightmare, though.

Put a hole in our couch
the other day.

Shit.

Here's the thing.

Allan indicated that you
organised money for him

to cover a hit on a woman.

I dunno anything about that.

And I dunno any Allan.

Why would he say it then?

I don't know.

Maybe he saw me in the street
and developed a little crush.

Come on Camille.

We're talking about a murder here.

Do you honestly think
that I'd let you lot in here

if I was involved in a murder?

I'm not stupid.

Well, maybe
you're indirectly involved

and maybe you made a payment.

You don't know what it was for.

Maybe you just forgot.

You can check my bank accounts.

Last big thing that I spent any
money on the last six months

was a new motor for that thing.

She is right.

Only large payment out of her bank
accounts in the last few months

is $1,500 for a fit and replace
on the scooter motor.

But we checked with immigration

and they have a record of her
flying from Melbourne to Bangkok

onto Ko Samui three months ago.

Stayed in a five-star resort.

That'd been nice.

Very. 600 bucks a night.

How long was she there?
A month.

Hotel says she paid
for everything in cash.

So, she has
a second source of income.

Just trying to work out
where it comes from.

What about our fugitive
and her hubby?

The tail followed Vince home
from the depot last night.

He stayed in from about 7pm.

Still no sign of Tiff.

Right.

So, your wife doesn't come home

after being shot out
by a paid hitman,

you're just hanging out
watching telly.

Hey, Gabe.

How are you finding
it here at homicide?

Uh, great.

I mean, I love it.

What do you guys think?

I'm-I'm I doing OK?

Well...

You're a natural.

Shall we make it permanent?

Can we?
Yes, we can.

I'll forward you the paperwork.

There's a few things to sign yet,
but welcome aboard.

Thank you.

Congratulations.

Congrats.

Thanks.

Um,
so how's it going?

We've, um, got the guy in custody.

Wow.

Major.

Yeah.

Aren't you happy?

You guys have been
after him for ages.

We still don't know
what it's about, though.

And, um...

the real target has done
a run around.

So, I might be here for a while.

What?

Nothing. Um, it's just you
sound like a real detective now.

I'm a real detective.

Well, I mean, not officially.

I know.

I love it.

Uh, hey, I-I need to get back to it.

Yeah, no.

So this is just like
a-a casual barbecue in a way.

Um, can you maybe bring flowers
just like my mum?

Cool. Alright, bye. Bye.

Hello. Phillip May Leisure Cruises.

So, I had a look at all
the photos on Tiffany's phone.

Yep.

They went on one of those
booze cruises about six months ago.

It's literally my worst nightmare.

Yeah. Well, long story short,
one of their mates owns the boat.

I don't think you'd get far
on one of those.

No, you wouldn't.

But the guy also has a luxury yacht

that he leases out
for 100,000 a week.

And apparently, it's just sitting
at the berth at the moment.

Right. In the middle of summer.

This is it here.

Jarred.

Hey, Tiff.

Come on, out you pop.

OK, can you sit
down please, Tiffany.

I'm gonna divorce that bastard.

OK, we can talk about that.

Can you please sit down, Tiffany?

Why would someone
want to kill Tiffany?

OK, well here's the thing.

We had a container go missing.

Do you mean stolen?

He lost it.

You mean your husband Vince did.

And what was in it?

Dunno.

Vince manages the trucks.
I look after my son.

Did you call the police?

Tiff was worried about
what it did to our reputation,

so we didn't report it.

But you're suggesting
that this particular container

is behind the murder of one woman

and a second attempt
on your own life?

You didn't think to ask
what was in it.

The invoice said furniture,
but I didn't see inside.

Someone must have checked.

Unless you can tell us
who it belongs to

and where it is exactly...

I told you I don't know.

..or what is in it.

Paperwork
was misplaced.

Lost container,
lost tracker, lost paperwork.

Running a tight business,
are we, Vince?

So if you just concocted this story

with your husband
to get us off your back?

Are you kidding me?

I nearly got shot.

Yeah. And then you hopped on a boat
and had a glass of champagne.

Truthfully, Tiffs a hot head
at times.

So this container thing might
just be a coincidence.

Sounds like you're hedging
your bets now, Vince.

Why would I do that?

Maybe you want us
to investigate the container

without having to say too much.

You realise you're being
charged, Tiffany.

You are gonna face jail term.

This is bullshit.

Put the chair down!
You nearly got me killed!

I'm going to sue the lot of you.

OK, we need
to locate that container.

Is there anything
in the phone records

that mentions one

or anything that refers
to moving cargo around?

Not specifically, but there's
a text on Tiffany's phone

from someone called Snowy.

Sent just after the shooting.

"Son still got it. Can return."

Yeah. Here's the thing.
So I called Snowy.

He's their mechanic
but they didn't lose it.

What?

Yeah, he said Vince gave it to him.

It was his mechanic's birthday.

Told him to pick any container off
the yard and take it home.

Why?

Well, apparently, it's a painters
and dockers tradition.

He wouldn't say
what was in it either.

But do they still have
the container?

Yes.

Son rents a property
in Diggers Rest.

Gabe, with me.

Alright, you guys
head around the back.

Let's go.
Go, go, go, go, go.

Police.

Don't move!

Hands up. Stay where you are.

Where's the container?

Where's the container?

Down the back.

Can someone get me
some bolt cutters?

OK. Open it.

It's just a car?

That's a Walkinshaw.

Yeah, I have someone
on standby. Thanks.

Property are on their way
to take it into evidence.

There's nothing in it.
It's just literally a car.

Could everyone stop saying that?

Fine. Bogan mobile.

It's a collector's item.

OK. There-there-were only
750 of them released in 1988.

The last one on the market sold
about three years ago for $340,000

and it had 100,000km on it.

This is pristine.

There's only 15Ks on the clock.

But it's just a Holden Commodore.

It's worth half a million
to the right buyer at least.

It's basically a bogan Lamborghini.

OK.

And how'd you go?
Did you find anything else?

Uh, we checked the sheds
and the garage.

The only illicit item on the
property is a bag of weed.

And the crew in there,
did they say anything?

Well, they asked us if we could
do a Maccas run for them

and pick up some ciggies
while we're at it.

So, last registered
in Brisbane two years ago.

I spoke to the guy who owned it.

He said he hit financial trouble,

so sold it onto a car broker

who then went out of business
soon after.

I managed to track
the broker down too.

But he claims that he never
owned the vehicle.

Hates Holden's.
Wouldn't be seen dead, blah, blah.

But what are you saying? We
can't find a current owner anywhere.

Cars of this value and vintage,

they sit in sheds for years.

And if you did own one,

I mean, you'd probably
want to keep it under wraps.

In case some
bogan tries to pinch it.

OK. Maybe it's payment
for something. Part of a deal?

Or someone just
really wants a Walkinshaw.

I refuse to believe

that someone's paid
that drip Allan to murder a woman

and nearly kill another
because, what?

Some idiot is pissed off
about a missing car?

Hi, Dylan.

Oh, hey.

Yeah. Is that.. How
are my people doing?

Yep. They're great.

Thank you for the loan.
It's alright.

Hey, um, we've uncovered
an unregistered car.

It's a 1988 Group A SS.

That's a Walkinshaw. Nice.

Yeah.

Uh, can you point me to any cases

that might involve
using vehicles as payment?

Or you know someone who
might be into that kind of thing?

Well, most of the young guns
like their Lambos,

and the older blokes
are into their M3s, so...

Uh, what about collectors?

Um, yeah, yeah.

There was...there was a bloke
arrested in May...

Oh yeah.

..with 27 cars stored
in some specially outfitted garage.

Yeah.
And what did he get charged for?

Uh, trafficking.
It's this huge operation.

He'd transform this old firehouse
into a meth lab.

Was insane.

Where was this?

Uh, Massachusetts, I think.

Is that what you do
in your downtime?

You're just looking up
international crime.

I need some sort of distraction.

Um...

yeah...

also, been looking at houses...

Uh.

And I... It might
sound very romantic,

Hols, but we do need a strategy.

Especially now you've got
the commissioner's eyes on you.

Let's just give it a shot.

If I were you, I'd make
a public announcement...

about the car.

Oh.
About the car.

Because the blokes I deal
with like to outdo each other.

So the idea of one of them getting
their hands on a car

that's not meant for them may be
meant for one of their competitors,

that-that would be appealing.

Thanks. Yeah.

Just don't mention this part
of a murder investigation

or they won't come near.

Yeah. Thanks for that suggestion.

Ah.

What?

Have you taken it
for a spin yet, Detective Gabe?

No. No. I wish.

Is this vehicle linked
to a particular crime

currently under investigation?

Uh...

It was found hidden on a property
about 40 minutes out of town.

Is that a no?

We are asking for the owner
or anyone who believes that they...

Yesterday,
a reward of $1 million was offered

for information to the murder
of Sonia Matthews

after a second woman was attacked.

Yes, that's-that's right.
Is this car related to that case?

Is there a new gangland
war unfolding

on the streets of Melbourne
using women as targets?

Look, uh, what I can say...

Tell you what...

you sit behind the wheel

and I'll make your car
the lead story

in tonight's bulletin.

No, you can go.

You go first.

And she got you good.

Huh?

, the journo.

I didn't say anything about the car

being involved
in the murder investigation.

Still not a good look.

Holly literally just made you
a permanent member of our team.

First thing you do is go
get your head on TV.

OK, fine.

Is there anything else
you're annoyed about?

No, I'm not annoyed.

Is it because you
didn't get to come to the raid?

Hey, look, I get it. I was stuck
behind the desk for a while too.

For the shortest amount of time in
the history of all the detectives.

But it's just
because you're really good at intel

that it gets left to you.

That's condescending.

Maybe.

It's also true.

But why does being good
at something limit my opportunities?

Maybe I should speak to Holly.

Yeah.

Get in there.

Says he's never had
to ask for anything.

And do you think
they'll actually run that footage?

If anyone at home
recognises the vehicle

or has any information about its
whereabouts in the past few months,

please call Crime Stoppers.

This is a super impressive power...

Have you heard the latest?

Yeah. Just watching
the young bloke on the news.

It's gonna cost him a slab or two.

No, that's not
what I'm talking about.

Alice headbutted Emily Watkins.

She was being bullied.

She needs to stand up for herself.

So what, you taught her
how to headbutt someone?

Yeah.

Look...

I've spent my entire life surrounded
by tough, relentless people.

And it's made me realise
I don't want that

and I don't want that for Alice.

So, maybe we can try...

I don't know.

Let's try a bit of tenderness...

'cause I do want her to know
what that feels like.

I want her to know what it's like
to let people in, Dad.

Let them feel your heart.

That's exactly how you got
into that mess with Dylan.

Yeah, maybe.

And all this talk about tenderness.

Do you know how much you hurt Luke?

Oh, you'll be pleased to know
that he's mentioned divorce.

Why would I be pleased about that?

Because you seem
to be taking his side.

It's rubbish. It's just rubbish.

Is that what you want?

Have you tried apologising?

How does that sound, dad?

How do I do that?

I'm sorry.

I love you.

Mum.

Hey, what are you doing up here?

You should be downstairs in bed.

I have a question.

Yeah.

Are you ready
for a really big bedtime cuddle?

Jarred.

12 claims on the car already.

Really?

Now, one in particular
might interest you.

OK, go on.

A Perth charity reached out,

said the car was bought
anonymously at a silent auction

for a large sum of money.

The cash was directly donated
to a war veteran's fund.

Does it connect back
to anyone on our radar?

The 500,000 was transferred

from a betting account
at St Almond's Pokey Palace.

That's where Keith's mates are.
Yep.

And when we accessed the account,

there was also a transfer
of 50 grand

around the time of Sonia's murder.

So, she paid
for the car and the hit.

Camille, it's the police.

Camille.

Camille.

Holly.