When Mick arrives at Nidge's house he can instantly see there's something wrong. Siobhan is lying on the ground, and as the car gets closer he can see that there's blood on her face.
"Stop here," he says urgently. Kieran brakes hard and they both jump out of the car.
"Siobhan!" Mick calls as he runs up to her. Her eyes are open, blood is pouring out of her nose. "Jesus!" He radios for an ambulance and backup while Kieron kneels down to examine her. Mick looks around for Nidge.
"His own fucking niece," he says, moving towards the house. He hears a high pitched scream and runs around the back to where it's coming from.
In the garden, a woman with long dark hair is standing over a body. She turns and Mick sees that it's Nidge's wife.
"Help him!" she screams. It's too late, Nidge is clearly dead, a gunshot wound in his head.
"Come on, love," he says, reaching for the woman. "Ambulance is on its way for Siobhan. There's nothing you can do for him—"
"No! Not my Nigel!" She sinks to the ground, hysterical. Mick looks over his shoulder and sees a young boy looking out of the window at them.
"What happened?" he asks. "Who shot them?" She can't answer, she's doubled over, clutching her chest in grief.
"Wait here," he says. He walks slowly up to the house. The back door is open. He lets himself in and enters the room where he saw the little boy through the window.
"Alright?" he says, showing his ID. The boy has blood on him as well but doesn't appear to be injured. "Are you hurt?" The boy shakes his head. "Did you see what happened?"
"There was a man," the boy whispers. "He shot my da and my cousin."
"It's Warren, isn't it?" The boy nods. "Where's your brother John?"
Warren shrugs. Mick looks out of the front window. Kieron is holding Siobhan's hand. There are sirens in the distance.
"That's the ambulance coming," Mick tells Warren. "They'll want to check you over, okay? Nothing to worry about. They're gonna help Siobhan." Warren nods.
"Did you see where the man went?" A shake of the head. "I'm just gonna check the house, alright? Stay here."
He leaves the room and checks all the other rooms downstairs. No sign of the shooter. He climbs the stairs and turns into the bathroom just off the landing. He can hear baby John stirring in the next room.
Pulling on his gloves, he opens the bathroom cabinet and searches. The bone is right where Siobhan said it would be. He drops it into an evidence bag.
After checking the rest of the rooms, he goes back downstairs and out to Siobhan. She's being loaded onto a stretcher, her eyes now closed.
"What the fuck happened?" Kieron asks him.
"Someone got Nidge. He's out back, dead. Looks like Siobhan got caught in the crossfire. The wife and older kid need to get checked out too. The baby's upstairs."
"We'll need another ambulance." The doors of the ambulance close, blocking Siobhan from Mick's view. She wouldn't have been here if it wasn't for him.
"Did you find the evidence?" Kieron asks, not that it matters now. "The bone?"
Mick shakes his head. "No."