Kenny meets Aiden's glance. "I'll go pick him up for questioning."
"Do we have Micah O'Rourke's case file?" Jack scratches her head.
"We have all the case files."
Sometime later the scum of the Earth is parked across the table in the interview room as Aiden, and Kenny sit opposite of him. Jimmy O'Rourke's nostrils flare as his fists clench atop the table.
"Our forensic team is combing your entire estate as we speak."
"I don't know what you're talking about," Jimmy insists.
Aiden places a picture of the victim in front of him. "You killed her because she threatened to expose you for what you are."
"I have no comment."
"The problem, Jimmy, is that you showed her your hand. You haven't a clue what was in hers. Did you?"
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"We found a bloody boot print in her room. Size nine, which happens to be the size you wear."
"It is a common size," he insists as his shifty eyes lock on DS Healy.
"It seems as if you got into some serious financial trouble after your old man died. You thought Maggie would be your saving grace. If you could move more cars you wouldn't have so much pressure on you. Your business records have you with millions of dollars of losses every year. Somehow you have never missed a single payment on anything you own. Your bank account is healthy. Where could all of the cash be coming from?"
"I don't have anything to say to you."
"You didn't know she stopped returning your emails because she had just had a baby, did you? You only found that out when you heard her crying as you killed her mother!" The vein in Aiden's forehead pulsates.
Jimmy's leg starts to jiggle, "You aren't going to pin this on me."
"You called her in to keep your family business from going belly up. Family seems pretty important to you. I know that you bankroll your younger brother. You keep your cousin's bakery afloat by infusing it with cash whenever she needs it. If family means that much to you why would you murder your own sister?"
His eyes widen, "What? What the hell are you talking about?"
"Maggie Wilson was adopted when she was five days old. Your old man was her biological father."
"I don't believe you."
Aiden shoves a DNA test in front of him, "We have Micah O'Rourke's DNA. He supplied it a few years ago when he was suspected of murdering a solicitor. As we all know there wasn't enough forensic evidence to link him to that crime. The fact of the matter is the DNA doesn't lie."
"I didn't know. I didn't know," Jimmy runs his hand through his hair.
"You killed your half-sister, and you left her child motherless. What does that say about you?"
"I was going to lose everything. She found out about everything. The bribes, the corruption she got her hands on everything. I don't know how, but she did. She wouldn't respond to me. I offered to pay her for her silence. I thought she had decided to go to the police. What was I supposed to do?"
"Face facts. You're not going to get away with this."
"I thought it would look like she killed herself."
Aiden sits at his desk without a single ounce of satisfaction after the perpetrator is carted away. He feels eyes on him as he vacates his seat to clear the white board.
"How did you get ahold of those records so quickly?" Jack questions.
"They came to me. I didn't seek them out. My wheels were spinning just as much as everyone else's."
"Came to you? What, like in a dream?" Mark accuses.
"DCI Stanhope gave me the files. She worked on the Micah O'Rourke case. She made the link," Aiden reveals as he stands with his back to the whiteboard. He folds his arms across his chest.
Jack furrows her brow, "Yeah, but how did she make the connection to the victim? We didn't have the emails."
"Because she had information that none of the rest of us were privy to," Aiden explains, as he holds up a DNA test. Jack examines the DNA testing.
"In the forensic examination of the scene Malcom stumbled upon DNA that could have indicated cross-contamination. In reality it was the link we needed to solve the case."
"This is the victim's DNA profile," Jack counters.
"The mitochondrial DNA was flagged," Aiden admits.
Jack looks at him blankly unable to compute what he is saying. Kenny rises from his seat, and stops next to Jack.
"But how?"
"Because they share mitochondrial DNA," Kenny points to the paper in Jack's hand.
