"I still can't quite believe this," Martha murmured as she lay in her girlfriend's arms.
"Neither can I," said Watson. "I felt like I was reliving that night and reopening old wounds and not just for me." Tony had been just as shocked when she'd informed him about the link between Jack and Angelo's murders and Rachel had taken some time off to be with her husband while he processed the news.

Martha's hand went to the spot on Watson's chest. Even though she couldn't see it, she knew that scar by heart. If the bullet had struck a little to the left, then she would have joined Jack in the grave. Watson covered Martha's hand with hers as she felt Martha's tears soaking into her shirt.

"I'll see you later when I come to the Station for my interview with the Dynamic Duo," Joey told her girlfriend as she started moving her gently toward the front door.

Charlie smiled at her. "You're becoming as bad as Ruby with her labels."

"That duo actually seem ok, especially Graves," Joey said. "Do you think she's figured out her real feelings for that Shannon woman by now?"

"Well, I haven't had a chance to speak to her about anything other than the case since we had drinks together that night, but going by the little skip I've seen in her step since then, I'd say something has twigged."

"I guess under the circumstances, it would be a bit weird to invite Graves and her girlfriend over for tea," Joey said.

"Just a bit," replied Charlie. "Especially with Georgie being here as well."

"Damn this investigation," she muttered. "It's interfering with everything right now."

"Unfortunately, that's the nature of the beast," said Charlie.

"Ok, so we've spoken to April Scott and her boyfriend, along with 15 others at the party they were at, alibi her for the time of Angelo's murder," said Graves after they'd eventually made their way back to the Station. "So where to now?"

"We make a start on some of our other potential suspects," he said. "Beginning with John Palmer and Alf Stewart."

"Alf Stewart?"

"He was as angry as everyone else over what happened to his granddaughter," replied Robertson. "And despite his age, I daresay he'd have the necessary strength to drag a dead body that short distance."

"Speaking of strength, did you see Watson with her son this morning," she said. "The moment she started carrying him, her limp became more pronounced and a dead weight the size of Angelo, would have been a far greater burden for her to have moved."

"I agree," he said. "However, we really don't know how much her limp would impede her and it doesn't rule out the power of the adrenaline rushing through her that could have driven her to more than she's usually capable of achieving."

"I guess not," she murmured. "About our other suspects. None of the suspects in Jack Holden's murder seem to have any motive for adding Angelo to their list of dead coppers," Graves said. "And vice versa with the suspects for Angelo."

"As we discussed earlier, we could be dealing with the same killer or two different killers who had access to the same gun."

"So solving one murder might not necessarily solve both," she muttered.

"Let's just concentrate on Angelo's for the moment."

Robertson shuffled the papers in front of him and handed Graves a copy of the crime scene and autopsy reports. She shook her head in amazement at the speed in which analysis of the evidence was being conducted. First with the ballistics and now these reports. It certainly seemed to indicate that there were those behind the scenes who were greasing the wheels to move things along much quicker than normal. Generally, Graves hated interference of any kind, yet on this occasion, she wasn't going to begrudge getting results faster than usual. She just hoped it stopped there, for one thing neither she nor Robertson would stand for, was for someone to try and influence the actual outcome of the investigation.

"Georgie, I'm coming home tomorrow and that is that," Martha declared for the umpteenth time.

"You heard Rachel before she left," Watson said. "She wants you to stay a few more days."

"Rachel also said she was just being over cautious," Martha said. "Georgie, I'm much stronger now, my cuts are healing nicely, I've had the knee op and all is going well with my recovery, so I'm ready to get the hell out of here."

"Why the rush?"

"I want to be with my family."

"Yeah, but at least in here you won't be bothered by the press."

"Fuck the press," she muttered, much to her girlfriend's amusement. "Georgie, I want out of here," she said. "I need to be with you."

Watson conceded with a nod, knowing that there was no way she could change Martha's mind when she was like this. "Where to then?" she asked. "Our place or Charlie's?"

"Under the current circumstances and since I'm going to be a little shaky on my feet for awhile yet, then Charlie's is probably the best option," replied Martha. "At least for now."

"I'll let her know." She leant over and kissed her girlfriend, long and slow. "Now I better go and rescue the nurses from Jay, before I have to head to work."

"Shandi, what are you doing here?" Charlie asked her friend when she looked up from her desk and saw Shandi standing there.

"I've been trying to get a hold of my sister," she replied. "I'm just not having much luck in finding her."

"Georgie stopped off to see Martha before work," said Charlie. "She'll be in shortly though."

"I heard she and Jay are staying with you."

"That's right," she said. "Just for a short while."

"Dad's been worried sick about her and wants to help her, but he knows he has to stay away, which just makes him worry even more," Shandi told her. "So I thought I'd try to see how she's doing, perhaps ease dad's worry a little."

"Well, it's been hard for us all, especially Georgie," Charlie said. "She's unfortunately been in this position before and the latest development has come as a huge shock to all of us."

"Why, what has happened?"

Charlie paused to take a good look at her friend and wondered why she never saw it before, the similarities between the two sisters. They both shared that same fierce protectiveness of those they cared about. It was obvious that Shandi wanted to be a sister to her cousin and Charlie really hoped that Georgie eventually opened herself up to that. And maybe even gave her father a chance as well.

"We learnt something this morning that came right out of the blue and knocked us for six," Charlie eventually said.

"Sounds big."

"That's an understatement," muttered Charlie. "Shandi, there's some evidence that has come up that links Angelo's murder to another murder."

"Whose?"

Since Robertson hadn't said anything about keeping mum about this and considering Tony would likely be telling his sister anyway, then Charlie saw no reason not to fill Shandi in on the news and so she did.

"Oh shit, I should call Gina and let her know," Shandi murmured as she reeled in shock.

"Tony may already have done that," Charlie said.

"Yeah, but I should probably still call, see how she's going. Jack was her nephew, but he was like a son to her as well and Tony, Martha, Georgie, they've all had to deal with Jack's loss and now to have it all dragged up all over again." Shandi let out a heavy sigh. "This is so fucked up," she said.

"Tell me about it," muttered Charlie.

"So, analysis of the blood splatter and blood pool at the crime scene, along with the autopsy, confirms the neck shot was the first inflicted onto Angelo," Robertson was saying and Graves looked up from her own copy to pay attention to him. "Followed by the shot to the heart, which killed him instantly."

"Since the shot to the neck was to Angelo's right, it would have thrown him off balance to the right, but probably wouldn't have sent him to the ground," she surmised. "The evidence suggests though, that Angelo fell where he was shot, so that second shot must have come almost simultaneous to the first, because Angelo had no time to move away." Pity they'd found no witnesses who'd heard the gunshots that night, then they might have had a more accurate idea of how quickly the shots had come.

"What I don't get, is why not just shoot him in the heart at the start," Robertson queried. "Was the killer out to inflict just that little more pain by shooting him in the neck before the kill shot came?"

"Knowing Angelo, he probably said something that pissed the killer off and it was their way of shutting him up."

Robertson smiled a little at that and it actually held some merit. He looked at another page in front of him.

"Angelo's phone was recovered from the rubbish bin. Nothing of note on there, except general calls and text messages to his family and copies of those sex videos he took of him and Gypsy Nash," he said. "And due to the sheer volume of samples recovered from the bin and surrounding area, DNA results on the condoms and other samples are still going to be some time away, but the majority of the fingerprints have been processed. Angelo's, Kathy Dean's and prints belonging to staff members of the nightclub were found, which was to be expected, along with the odd print to some local dealers and sex workers who were already in the system. We'll need to follow up on those ones in particular."

"No prints belonging to any of our suspects though," Graves pointed out.

"No," he conceded. "If our killer planned ahead though, then I suspect he or she was wearing gloves."

"Assuming we're not dealing with another random shooting and Angelo was the direct target, then how did the killer know Angelo was going to be in that alleyway at that time of night?" queried Graves.

"Perhaps because the killer saw Angelo leave with Kathy Dean through that backdoor."

"The shooter was watching him from inside the club," Graves concluded. "Makes sense. A nightclub is a great place to be if you want to hide out in public. All those darkened corners, loud music and talking, strobing lights, plenty of people jostling and moving around, then any one of our suspects could have been there and not really have been noticed while he or she watched every move Angelo made that night," she said. "And the moment he left through that backdoor, the shooter could have left via the front, made their way around to the alleyway, where they hid in the shadows until Angelo and Kathy were done and she went back inside."

"Unfortunately, between the time Angelo was shot to when his body was found, there could have been fifty or more people who had come and gone from that nightclub in that timeframe and given the amount of people who were there that night, then we're unlikely to be able to identify every single one of them, especially if someone didn't want to be seen."

"Yeah and the cameras installed in the club are no good either, since they're only positioned to cover the tills behind the bar and the safe in the manager's office," said Graves. "One thing though, was the killer there when Angelo arrived or did they follow him there?"

"If this was planned ahead," he said. "Then Angelo was most likely being followed, with the killer just waiting for the right opportunity to strike."

"Would either of Watson or Charlie really have had that opportunity though?" she queried. "I mean, watching and then following Angelo to the nightclub and then watching and waiting from inside for at least two hours, then they'd have needed closer to three hours all up to have done this and I just don't see how that is possible. Charlie was on duty and her log book puts her on the other side of town when Angelo first arrived at the club with Gypsy Nash," she said. "Not to mention that we couldn't find anyone who could place Charlie or her squad car closer than the two blocks to the nightclub she said she drove later that night, in fact, the only witnesses who saw her in that area during the TOD, puts her over four blocks away. And I honestly can't see Watson leaving her son alone for hours on end, which she'd have to have done if she had followed and waited for Angelo."

"Well, I did say, if, it was planned ahead, then the killer most likely followed him to the nightclub," Roberson said with a wry smile. "Or, there is another possibility," he said. "And that is, our killer had other eyes on Angelo and was informed by this person as to where and when to find him that night, which would reduce the amount of time the killer would have needed to be there."

"Other eyes like Gypsy Nash?" Graves said somewhat hopefully.

"It could be anyone," he said. "Or it could be no one, since it's only a theory without fact."

"I realise my dislike for Gypsy Nash might be clouding my judgement a little and that she has an alibi for the time of Angelo's murder, but I still can't let go this feeling that she has played some sort of role in this."

"Oh I agree wholeheartedly," he said. "Our little imposter plays a little too loose with the truth for my liking."

Charlie knocked on the door at that moment. "Joey's here to speak to you," she told them.

"Along with the charming Ms Bellingham I hope," replied Robertson.