Sara Sidle was confused. Something about this guy just didn't add up. She poured over his bank statement again. The dude bought nothing regularly, then all of a sudden he goes on a wild spending spree and ends up heavily in debt? The guy had no source of income at all. He never paid his bills. So one day he just gets up, has a cocktail for breakfast, buys 5 different newspapers, pays all his bills, goes on a shopping spree, joins a gym, a football club, even gets a MASSAGE, then goes to a bar with his neighbour, who he hardly even knows, and buys him loads of beer? Something just didnt fit.

BANK STATEMENT

Tuesday 5th

$2 - milk

$1 - newspaper

$20 - 6 pack of beer

$17.50 - chinese takeaway

Wedenesday 6th

$2.50 - coffee

$36 - groceries

$1 - newspaper

$10.20 - pizza takeaway

Thursday 7th

$10 - breakfast cocktail

$1 - newspaper

$1 - newspaper

$1 - newspaper

$1 - newspaper

$1 - newspaper

$23941 - gas bill

$30069 - electric bill

$19754 - phone bill

$9165 - gold watch

$400 - cash withdrawal

$900 - Italian shoes

$250 - cashmere jumper

$1000 - designer suglasses

$50 - sushi lunch platter

$300 - football membership

$1000 - gym membership

$45 - massage and jacuzzi

$ 67 - beer at bar

$500 - cable T.V. installation

total ammount in bank =

$ -2581900

(negative number)

"Yo Sidle, what up?"

As always, she heard Greg Sanders before she saw him. I talked to his neighbour, the plumber, and neighbours. I have made out a timeline! I also did a little background research on some of his friends and family." he said, tossing Sara a few sheets of white paper, stapled at one corner.

timeline

2:00 he goes to the pub with joe

3:00 he goes home to his house

5:00 the plumber shows up

5:20 the plumber leaves

7:30 a neighbour, Brian comes to borrow eggs. Gets no answer when he knocks on the door. Goes to window and looks in, sees the body and calls the cops

8:00 we arrive at the scene

JOE

his neighbour, talks to David occasionally

lives 1 minute away

no record

married with 3 kids

got cross with David because he kept paying for everything

PLUMBER

never seen him before

no permanent adress

no record

single

didn't talk to David

other NEIGHBOUR - Brian

talks to David occasionally

lives 30 seconds away

no record

engaged

no fights with David

EX-GIRLFRIEND - Bianca

hasn't talked to David in 3 years

lives 30 minutes away

arrested 5 times, twice for theft, twice for drunk driving and once for drug posession

fought with David when she broke up with him, she had a restraining order against him.

"Take a look at his bank statement" she asked him.

"Woah man, that's wierd."

"Isn't it?"

"Why the sudden change?"

"Well, duh... his card must have been stolen!"

Greg took another look over the bank statement.

"Nah" he said.

Sara was annoyed. How could he just look at the evidence once and decide he knew best?

"Why would you say that?" she challenged.

"Well..." he said, as if he was a little boy desperately trying to prove to his mother that he was worth something "Nobody is going to steal your card, then pay your bills for you are they? Not to metion the money spent in the pub fits in with the neighbours story. There is no way this card was stolen."

Sara frowned, what he was saying made sense but something wasn't quite right. Then she realised something, the guy had withdrawn cash! She yelled to Greg, then ran into Archie's AV lab, where she got up the camera at the nearest ATM machine on the laptop. Greg pumped his fist in the air, victoriously. She sighed with frustration. There was no doubt about it, that was him. David Moloney, taking money from the machine, grinning wildly. She looked for suspicous charecters behind him, but he was alone. There goes her theory.

Taking another look at all the information Greg had printed and her bank statement, she suddenly thought of something. Where are all the things he bought? She voiced her question aloud to Greg.

"We better go back to the crime scene" he said, slipping his new black sunglasses onto his nose.


Shopping bags littered the entrance, each one with a receipt for something he had bought. inside. Mysteriously, there was no sign of his Italian shoes, his gold watch, his cashmere jumper or his designer sunglasses. Also the bags had fallen over, one was ripped. Whoever took the things out of here was really in a hurry. Greg dusted and printed the bags, then took the prints back to the lab to Mandy. When he returned to the crime scene again, he saw Sarasitting behind the television.

"I got blood."

Greg hugged the walls as he walked ove to join her. He didnt want to upset the evidence. He saw what Sara was looking at. A long, streak of blood lay on one of the television wires. Sara took a sample, then dusted the wire. He saw a strip of skin prints behind it, not hand or foot prints, but maybe from an arm, leg or neck. There were two finger prints at either side of where the skin and blood were.

"Somebody held this wire against somebodies neck, tight enough to make them bleed, maybe even die from strangulation." Sara stated. "And since our vic had no neck injuries..."

"It was probably somebody else that was attacked" Greg finished. He dusted the rest of the wires and found a few more prints. Nothing probative there. He did wonder who had been touching the wires recently but then again, lots of people fixed their T.V.s by putting wires in and out. He turned on the television. It worked fine now.

"Hey Sara! This guy's got cable! 3000 channels!" Greg stared in awe at the television.

"3000? That can't have been cheap."

"Hey! Didn't the bank statement say something ablout cable T.V.?"

"Em... yeah I think so... We can check it out when we get bach to the lab. Good work Greg."

Greg saluted her and then went back to the baseball game on the television.

"Go Angels!" he yelled.

Sara sighed.

"Come on Greg, you can watch baseball in your own time! Pass me the fingerprint powder would you?"

Greg , refusing to take his eyes off the screen, tossed the powder over his shoulder. He heard Sara gasp and he turned around, fast. The powder had split all over the floor.

"Sara, I'm sorry, I swear I didn't mean to -"

But Sara was staring at the floor. Greg followed her gaze. He too gasped.

Drag marks. Right in the middle of the floor. Two hand prints. It would be pretty hard to get a proper print from those, but he knew Mandy would try her best. Somebody had been dragged across the floor.