When Charlie left Don had taken the opportunity to sleep before the nurses returned. Pain from the wound was beginning to throb in time with his heartbeat and it made him feel uncomfortable. Nurses had left his uneaten breakfast behind in case he would eat it later but the thought of it made him feel nauseous. He wished they had taken it away so he couldn't smell the eggs.

The room was never going to be quiet with the machines but with the pain, throbbing and nausea Don began to feel really overwhelmed by his situation. All he wanted was to be able to sleep and let this pass but he couldn't.

Robyn had decided to spend a few hours with Don and quietly looked through the door. He seemed to be in mild discomfort. This straightened her up and she walked over to ask him what she could do to ease the pain.

"Don."

ooOoo

Colby had conferred with David outside the door and re-entered the interrogation room. David remained in the viewing room to watch the scene unfold. He double checked the recorder was working on both machines for the rooms.

"So Jack. Sarah's in the other room right now telling us how you masterminded this whole thing. You didn't want to lose your precious drug empire which funded all these fancy suits. Anita got a little too greedy, she was going to rat on you. She'd told Sarah and you then had her killed. What we want to know is how did you get Ridley to confess and what it is that you have over Sarah Peckham. You help us we'll see what we can do arranging designer orange overalls for your time in prison."

Jack looked up at Colby absolutely confused.

ooOoo

Megan had decided to try a completely new tact. She was going to walk Sarah past Jack's room before interrogating her again and had arranged for a toilet break. With handcuffs digging in to her skin, Sarah Peckham paused as she neared Jack's interrogation room. She paused long enough to cause Jack to look up from the table and their eyes caught each other. Megan carefully studied Sarah's reactions. Finally she saw an emotion in there, an emotion she recognised.

OoOoo

"Look," Jack swallowed in an attempt to think about what he said. David and Colby patiently waited for his response, certain they were getting somewhere. Sarah Peckham had definitely freaked him out. "I don't want to go to jail, I didn't do any of this."

"Any of what?" David asked.

"This," he pointed at the photographs, "She said if I didn't help her she'd kill me. I believed her."

"Do what?" Colby pressed.

"That FBI agent. He came round to her house the other night. I was there, she made me. She said I'd end up like Anita if I didn't do it."

David and Colby knew that they should remain quiet, let him tell more on the assumption they actually knew it all anyway and he was just trying to tell his side. Jack fell for it.

"Yes I drugged him but that's it. She made me put the guy in her car and that's it. That's all I did."

He looked up earnestly at the 2 agents, Colby was fuming.

"All you did? Well now, money laundering, organising the sale of drugs to schoolkids, accessory to murder and perverting the course of justice by forcing someone else to confess. I'd say that was a little more than nothing wouldn't you?"

Jack stared back in disbelief. They knew most of it, but not the part relating to him. "What are you talking about?" Jack was almost screaming now. "You think I AM the drug lord?"

"No Jack, we know," David spat.

"Why don't you ask Sarah those questions. How do you think her daughter ended up dealing drugs in the first place? She got us hooked in high school and now she controls all of our lives. Why would I kill Anita if I was in charge? Despite what I've gotten myself into here I am simply not that dumb. I wouldn't want attention on the business that makes me rich! You guys don't have anything on me cos you clearly don't know anything about what's going on."

Suddenly Jack stopped short. He froze, he finally understood what Sarah was doing. David and Colby were still trying to work out whether to believe the guy or not.

ooOoo

Megan realised she had read Sarah Peckham all wrong. Everyone had. She could believe that they'd all fallen for it but it was so out of character for Don to have never picked up on this before. Or had he?

After watching David and Colby's interrogation she realised they'd all been wrong. Still, she couldn't work out why. They needed a confession but she wasn't sure how to extract it. Seeing Jack had definitely unnerved her but for some reason Megan felt as though she was more relieved than anything else.

The glass door flew open as Megan burst in and Sarah looked up at her. What does that look mean? Smugness? Megan was going to try another approach.

"We have a confession from Jack Summers. We don't really need anything else from you. He's told us everything."

Sarah stared back with what looked like fear. This was not how it was supposed to play out. She had planned to pretend to crack this time, confess all Jack's sins.

Megan got up to leave.

"No!"

Megan stopped and spun around in response to the remark.

"He's lying."

"Well now Sarah you don't even know what he said." Megan retorted.

Is this agent playing with me? "So he admitted to sleeping with my daughter?"

Realisation fell heavy on Megan's shoulders but her training ensured Sarah Peckham didn't see this. Finally she understood it all. But this means…oh.

"Of course Sarah. He knows statutory rape doesn't get you a needle, not like murder."

Sarah panicked. How had all this collapsed?

"Jack, Jack would never admit that. He could never admit it to me. What are you talking about?"

For the first time in a long time Megan felt like this case was surmountable, that she could have some hope. "Listen Sarah, you can ask him, right now we are more interested in processing this paperwork and then charging you with murder, the supply of drugs to minors, money laundering."

Megan slammed some paperwork down on to the desk. A photo of Anita fell out and caught Sarah's eye.

"Oh yeah, and how about killing your own daughter and convincing Ridley that he had. Would you like me to go on?"

Sarah had nothing to lose now, at least that's what she thought. She was determined to make Jack pay, she could not go down for all of this. Killing Anita was a means to an end, after all how could your own daughter do that – steal her mother's lover. Jack was supposed to love her, not her daughter.

Megan sensed the coldness that was seeping out of Sarah. This was the real person finally brimming to the surface.

"He chucked me aside as soon as I became too old you know. I made him rich! We had nothing, nothing growing up and I gave him everything, a way out. Yet despite all that, despite saying he loved me it was all an act. He loved Anita. I'm the victim here. Can't you see that?"

Sarah was careful not to admit to anything, she was appealing to Megan's female side. Not realising that Megan was not someone she could play with.

"Did he tell you he was planning on going to the Bahamas with Anita. With OUR money?" Megan simply stared back, letting Sarah dig her own confession through her pleading.

"He was going to take my money AND my daughter. What would you do?"

Megan took this as an opportunity to let Sarah know exactly where she was heading.

"Well I certainly wouldn't have killed one and tried to frame the other, but that's just me right!"

Sarah made a last attempt to salvage sympathy. "He needed to know what it was like to lose someone he loved. Ridley really thought he'd killed Anita, he thought it was his drugs. The moron." He ruined everything. "Anita was a slut sleeping with both Ridley and Jack. Ridley is a junkie and Jack is a lying bastard and you still can't see that I'm the victim here. Jack did everything."

"I'm sorry, I don't believe you. Why wouldn't you have told us this when it happened. Or hey what about before you decided to frame an FBI agent for her death. Do you honestly expect us to believe your lies for a third time?"

"FBI!" Sarah spat. "If you'd just done your job properly in the first place you would have found out Jack was to blame."

"Don't you mean if we'd fallen for your game initially? Such a shame young Ridley ruined all this for you isn't it? We may have found Jack Summers and linked him to Anita's death, but Ridley gave us a dead end. You did too good a job of covering your tracks Sarah, still trying to kill a federal agent when we didn't fall for it was not a smart move on your behalf. We take that kind of thing personally here. Not very smart Sarah at all."

Sarah snapped. Megan smiled. Got her.

"What are you talking about? You people totally botched this case. He said it was closed. Anita was dead and you believed that idiot Ridley and that was that? You didn't even know Jack Summers existed because the moron confessed to everything, including the drugs. Dammit, I planted the damn ring in the evidence and you people still didn't pick up the lead. Not till you closed the case at least. That agent was smart enough to work it out but way too late, you could do with one less idiot on your force right?"

Megan dare not show the absolute anger she felt for this woman now. She felt sick thinking about the compassion and pity she had felt for her, how could she have not picked up on this earlier. Blame. Megan felt she was to blame for Don's injury. She could have stopped it. Of course in her line of work she had to constantly fight to keep these feelings of guilt at bay because rationale taught you that you can't do everything. Humans make mistakes, that was all too evident in the FBI and as many mistakes that landed on her desk, she still managed to make so many more right.