Sally knew that the police were going to want to question her about Frank's death and she had to get a story set up to cover her tracks. She sat one night and thought and thought and thought and eventually she came up with a plan to blame it on someone else who had something against Frank and she knew exactly who she was going to blame it on.
"Were you anywhere near Underworld on the night of Frank Foster's death?" the police asked Sally a few days after.
"Yes actually. I popped across the road to the shop and I saw a mysterious looking black figure coming out of the factory." Sally replied.
"Do you have any idea who it was?" the police asked.
"Yeah actually it was Peter Barlow." Sally replied.
Sally still hadn't forgiven Carla for when she layed her off all those months ago and she thought that by taking the most precious thing away from her would make her pay. Sally was asked a few more questions and was then free to go.
Carla and Peter were across at Ken and Deirdre's the next night with Simon when the doorbell rang. Ken went and answered it. It was the police.
"Peter Barlow in?" they asked.
"Erm yeah, come in." Ken said, wondering what was going on as the police had already finished all their questioning with Carla and Peter.
"Peter Barlow, I'm arresting you for the murder of Frank Foster. You do not have to say anything but it may harm your defence if you do not mention when questioned something which you will further rely on in court. Anything you do say may be given in evidence." They said.
Carla looked at Peter.
"What? No, you've got this wrong. Peter was with me all that night in the flat. We watched a film." Carla tried to explain, tears streaming down her face.
Simon ran up to his dad but he was getting dragged away by the police.
"Dad!" he called, confused.
Carla went and scooped him in her arms and ran towards Peter.
"Please… 5 minutes." She begged the police officers.
"Si, I love you loads" Peter said.
"Please don't go dad. I love you" Simon begged.
"I have to go now but I promise you and Carla I'll be back." Peter promised, a tear falling down his cheek.
"I love you to the moon and stars and back, baby" he said to Carla.
"I love you too." She said and Peter was put into a police car and driven away.
The residents of the street were standing watching. They knew Peter hadn't done this. They all knew he wouldn't risk losing his son and Carla. They knew it was someone else and they had set him up. But little did they all know that someone was standing amongst them all watching what had just happened.
"I want my dad" Simon begged.
"I know you do darling, so do I but I promise you he'll be back soon." Carla said, hugging a confused, upset Simon.