Human Error (2024) s01e04 Episode Script

Her name's Tiffany Minari.
Married, one kid, and they own Minari Transport.
All legit.
Well, maybe legit, but a lot of stuff gets smuggled
in the back of trucks around the country.
Well, if that's what she's doing,
she's very good at staying under the radar.
It'd be nice to know a bit more about her
before we say hi.
Already underway.
Yeah, I got me truck license, fully insured.
Just need to earn a bit of extra cash, you know?
I was even thinking, um, like a milk run or something.
Mr. Gibson may be able to do the job.
Well, if it's just a milk run you're after,
that'd be the, um, Minaris, yeah?
They handle most of that stuff.
Okay, cool, you know them, yeah?
Oh, yeah.
Oh, it's been a while now,
but I've done a few runs for them.
Reckon you could hook me up?
Yeah, definitely.
Today?
Yeah, nah, ghost.
Might have to be next week now.
Next week?
Hey, look, um,
you know that storm we were talking about?
Yeah.
Yeah, well, it's gonna hit in the next two days.
Because they want me to lay low
till it blows over and then head up to Brisbane, so
When I get back, I'm happy to help.
Yeah?
Yeah, cool.
No worries.
Thanks, bro.
Um, okay, can you translate that for me?
That storm's about to hit,
means the job's back on, yeah?
Okay.
And then they're gonna smuggle the shooter
up to Queensland.
Unfortunately, what that means for you,
you know when Sonya was killed,
it was meant to be Tiffany, right?
Yeah.
Yeah, well, whoever's behind that,
they want to have another crack.
So if you can't stop them, she's dead in two days.
But, like, stop who?
That's all my mate knows.
It's all anyone knows, Hoz.
Good luck, eh?
Yeah.
Hey, news?
Yeah, loads.
Can you meet me back at the depot
with footage from Sonya's murder?
You sure?
If we deliberately cause emotional distress,
we may as well punch her.
We'd face the same internal inquiry.
Yeah, no, I don't think she's that easily traumatised.
Whatever, all she's gotta do is lodge a complaint.
Okay.
Okay, Joe, just bring the first half.
I'll see you soon.
What's happened?
Don't know, but we found out who Sonya was mistaken for.
Same street, other end.
The deets are online in the progress notes.
Maybe check out her finances.
We haven't had time to do that yet.
Welcome back.
Wearing a micro?
Are we portioning?
No, I want it recorded.
Just covert.
Is there anything familiar about that man?
You haven't seen anyone similar around the neighbourhood?
The other information we now have
is that Sonya Matthews is a member of the police force.
She's a member of the police force,
but she's not a member of the police force.
The information we now have is that Sonya Matthews
was not in fact the intended target.
It was a mistake.
Tragically, yes.
Although we're still not exactly sure
who she was mistaken for.
So we're just talking to anyone in Bellburg Crescent
who more or less fits the same demographic.
Do you think that could be you?
No?
What makes you think my wife's potential?
No.
Okay.
Just take a second, please.
Because the person who made that mistake
is still trying to fix it.
So hypothetically, if it was you,
you'd still be in serious personal danger.
Why would my wife be in-
Vince, shut it.
They're talking to me.
Okay, so hypothetically, if it was me,
what could you do about it?
Well, a lot.
Um, if you tell us who's causing the problem,
for a start, we could seek
a personal safety intervention order.
Oh, that'll scare them.
Well, it will let them know that they're on our radar.
So if anything happened to you,
they would be the immediate focus of our investigation.
That's the real deterrent.
Or you might just want to consider moving,
hiding, going into state somewhere.
Yeah.
Yeah, they might do that.
What happens to this place?
And what about my son,
who's finally found a school he really likes?
What about him?
Look, I know that might sound weird to you guys,
and I don't expect you to get it, but-
I do, actually.
I get that.
Sonia had talked about wanting her own kid.
That bit was true, yeah?
She was pregnant?
Yes.
Poor bugger.
Well, anyway, I can't think of anyone
who hates me bad enough to want me dead, so.
You can't think of anyone?
Okay.
If that changes, please call me anytime.
Hey, those first two shots.
Yeah, they missed.
It was the last two that didn't.
You know, sometimes, Tiffany,
someone doesn't even realize someone wants them dead.
Maybe you just saw something you shouldn't have.
If there's an offense we can charge them with,
and you're the prime witness,
then we can arrange real protection.
Well, if I think of anything, I will let you know.
That's amazing.
She knows what she's facing.
She doesn't want help.
Yeah, they never do, not from us.
And if you're in that type of world,
you just look after yourself.
We're just a nuisance.
Hustrack came back with a report on the Minari finances,
and it all seems legit.
So anything non-legit is either under 10 grand or cash.
Or cash.
Our socials?
She doesn't post much, but no red flags,
nothing inflammatory, doesn't attack anyone,
no one attacks her.
I mean, if we're just looking at her socials,
she's square as a butterbox.
If she really was as square as a butterbox,
she'd be pissing her pants and running for the hills.
Hey, first of all, it's great to have the band back together.
Second parameter is what we know is the truth.
What we know is that someone is going to try
and kill Tiffany in the next 48 hours.
But she works at a high security depot,
and her house has cameras and alarms everywhere.
So she's just really only vulnerable
when she's going to and from work.
Okay, let's search the court listings,
see if she's ever sued anyone.
Can you guys tail her home tonight?
We can, but I can't give you a guarantee we won't lose her.
I mean, we almost certainly won't,
but you know, I'm not perfect.
Okay.
Our concern is if it's just us in some cars
or if it's through traffic.
Something can easily go wrong, I know,
and often does if memory serves.
Now look, I can assign you our high surveillance drone
if that'll help.
Yeah, of course.
The guys from tech ops will complain about it,
but they'll survive.
Great, thank you.
It's been a big couple of days.
It's not as big as the next couple.
Everything else okay?
Yeah.
It's all good.
Doors always open.
Thanks.
Come on.
Hey.
Hey.
How are you?
Good, just going.
You don't have to.
I took Alice to get some fish and chips.
How is she?
Yeah, pretty good.
She'd like me back home.
So would I.
Look, you have to make a decision first.
Let me know when you have.
I'm not saying it's all Miss Julie's fault,
but she did put Emily in our group.
Seems fair.
She had an odd number.
I know, but then Katie wanted to switch
because she said Emily was a liar.
That's when everyone started fighting.
Hmm.
Mum?
Mm-hmm?
What's the decision Dad was talking about?
I wish I could explain,
but it's just very, very, very complicated.
So complicated that he's got to stay in a hotel?
Gosh, I wish I had your interrogation skills.
Listen, all you have to know
is that we both love you very, very much.
How much?
Come on, tell me, tell me, tell me.
Yeah.
More than fishes love water.
More than trees love air.
We love a gorgeous daughter.
More than bums love underwear.
Yeah.
Eagle Crew, this is Base.
What's happening?
No visual threat.
Leaving car, walking to the school gate.
Are you receiving our signal, Base?
Affirmative, Eagle.
We have vision.
Entering roundabout from Bright Avenue.
Exiting on Milda Street, heading southeast.
Okay.
I'm on it.
I'm on it.
I'm on it.
I'm on it.
I'm on it.
Okay.
See anything?
Still no visible threat.
I don't have eyes.
It doesn't matter.
The drone crew have her in range.
Take Roberts Road and then Docklands Highway.
Target's taken.
Entrance 23B on ramp.
Merging with the freeway now.
Rose, anyone following?
Doesn't look like it.
Just normal traffic.
Still heading south towards the exit ramp.
Will that take you to work?
Uh, yes.
Target is accelerating, traveling at 85.
Heading straight for the depot.
Cook Street off ramp?
Looks like it.
Then left onto Todd Road.
Passing our drone control vehicle now.
No movement?
No.
The routine is once she's at the depot,
she doesn't leave until night.
So if your information's correct,
someone's gonna try something,
either tonight or tomorrow morning.
We just don't know who or how.
Yeah.
Apart from that, we've got everything covered.
Okay, anything from court records?
Nothing big.
Two small civil cases.
One about a painting.
The other was over at church.
Church?
Yeah, one of her trucks crashed into it.
Both settled out of court well over a year ago.
No reason to think they're part of the current problem.
That's it?
That's all we've found so far.
No phone calls to drug runners,
no secret bank accounts,
no offshore warehousing facilities.
Might still be worth having a chat, though.
Because we're, uh
What are we gonna say?
They're suspects in a murder investigation?
No, we keep it simple.
Nothing big.
We're not homicide.
We're local Ds investigating some anonymous threats,
and we're just eliminating people
Tiffany's had problems with in the past.
Where was the church?
Yeah.
He really did crash into it.
The truck came straight off the road
and flattened the church, the men's,
and the Sunday school.
Lucky it was a Monday.
Unfortunately, the truck was owned by the driver.
He was just doing a run for them.
So the Minaris escaped responsibility themselves.
Refused to give us one cent towards rebuilding.
And the driver had no assets at all.
That must have been so frustrating.
We've had to try some very creative ways
to raise the money.
It'll take more than a few cake stores.
Indeed.
I must confess, Tiffany Minari
was a particularly heartless woman
without a shred of sympathy.
This is all I have now.
My congregation halved overnight.
And you lost contact with Tiffany?
Months ago.
Out of sight, out of mind, as far as I'm concerned.
Well, I can't forget her.
I'll never forget her.
I nearly put prawns in her hubcaps at one point,
but then, well, you know, life's too short.
I'm not gonna get tangled up with her again, trust me.
So you're not happy with the settlement?
Look, I just hope for a bit of fairness.
I run aged care homes.
I'm all about empathy, respect, human dignity.
I guess I thought that was common to everyone.
Anyway, I was bringing over a container of stuff
from Adelaide, and at the end of the day,
I bubble-wrapped the Brett Whiteley painting
and I put it into the bank.
Would have been worth a hundred grand or so.
But when everything got unpacked over here, it had gone.
I hit the roof, but Tiffany was like, tough titties.
It's not on the manifest, it's not our fault.
And I thought, fuck you.
No one talks to Tony Wheeler like that.
I was ready to drag her through every court in the land.
And then they started blaming the driver,
saying it must have been him, so I went for him too.
And boy, was that a mistake.
He was scary.
This is the driver for the Minaris?
He was the bloke who advised me to settle
and made it very clear the alternative wasn't cool.
He hated Tiffany for dragging him into it too.
Turned out, he was mainly their go-to problem solver.
He also did some driving for them in his spare time.
And did he have a name?
Yeah.
I was wondering if you'd ask.
Last week, his face was everywhere.
What do you mean?
Yeah, Cole, who got blown up?
Gavin Butterfield.
He was the driver.
Gavin, with the Minaris?
How does that make sense?
I don't know.
I mean, he couldn't have just made it up.
And no one outside of us even knew that Gavin
had any involvement with Sonia or the mix-up with Tiffany.
It also
Yeah, I don't know what to make of any of this.
But Gavin couldn't have wanted Tiffany killed
because he's dead and the head's still on.
Unless he's part of a group, maybe.
Could be a group of his mates in TACOPS.
This is crazy.
We have to keep an open mind.
So whatever's going on,
we know that the actual shooter
who mixed up Sonia for Tiffany
clearly didn't know either of them, right?
No one in TACOPS shoots that badly anyway.
It wasn't one of them.
Shh.
Hey, why don't you guys just go up and I'll meet you in five?
I know.
Didn't mean to break up the party.
No, you didn't. It's all good.
Hey, you got a sec?
I kind of don't.
Tonight, maybe?
Just away from here, you know,
that, um, that place we met before.
Yeah, I'll try.
OK.
Hey, hold on, hold on.
Sometimes you just have to embrace the mistakes.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Does anyone have any ideas?
What, did we just ask Tiffany about Gavin?
Why would she start cooperating now?
Oh my God, this is maddening.
What about that, uh, TACOPS guy, Gavin's mate?
Elijah.
Yeah, would he talk?
Eli wasn't a Gavin fan.
Eli?
We clicked.
He wasn't a fan?
No, I know, it surprised me too,
but Dylan sent us out to pick up a wreath
to put on Gavin's coffin.
We got talking.
Turns out he never liked what Gavin got up to,
but Gavin had helped his career,
so he didn't want to dub on him either.
But he wanted to find the biggest wreath
we could find, though.
So, yeah, I think it's like a weird mixture
of grief and guilt going on, Holly.
A wreath?
It's a way of using flowers
to express sympathy and condolences.
Gabe.
So when I spoke to Mike before Sonia's memorial,
he said a few of the wreaths had been delivered early,
you know, before he'd arrived.
And he made an assumption that they'd been ordered
by Sonia's friends in the UK.
But what if they weren't?
So you're an amateur.
You kill for the first time,
but you murder the wrong woman.
How are you feeling?
Wouldn't you want to do something, maybe?
What, with the flowers?
Over here.
Okay.
Yeah, there's no cameras here.
Okay, so where would they park?
I mean, probably up there, right?
Walk down through the nearest gates?
Yeah.
Where are you?
There it is.
A re-wreath.
Rewinding.
Still rewinding.
We're now 40 minutes before Mike got there.
45, 50.
Whoa, whoa, hang on.
Blooms of beauty.
No, they're a florist.
We could check who ordered each one.
No, keep going.
An hour, 90.
Okay, coming up on two hours now.
Two, 15.
There.
Well, who was that?
That's a very good question.
BA059.
Does he look familiar to you?
New to me.
BA059 is registered to Mr. Alan Paul Carter.
Tell me he's not a florist.
Could he be one of the chefs at the restaurant?
Yeah, but even so, if you worked with Sonia,
wouldn't you just go to the memorial?
You're not doing a drop-off flowers
two hours early and scurry off.
Building contractor.
Like what, a chippy?
Pretty much, judging by what he posts.
Anything to do with Sonia at all?
Neighbor?
Lives about 5Ks away.
Okay, let's not get too excited.
I mean, he still could be anybody, but
Can you see what you can find in bank statements,
credit cards, and phone records?
And Gabe, can you send me a screenshot?
Jared, let's go make sure he's not
some distant relative or something.
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Ah, you.
Alice.
Hi.
Uh, is Mike home?
Mike, it's them again.
His name's Alan Carter.
I've never seen him before.
A dad from Connor's school, maybe?
I don't think so, I know them all.
What about Sonia's work, or just a book club, anything?
Okay, so it's just a manor mystery.
Um, so how are things with you?
Come on, cut the shit like you care.
Mike, let's go inside.
You know, half of Melbourne still think I'm a murderer.
You don't know what that's like.
Oh, and I got another legal fight coming up, just to see my kid.
So you want to know how things are with me?
That's what you want to know?
Well, wonderful, Olly.
Can't you see?
Mike.
Look, for what it's worth, I mean, we now know that you're completely innocent.
People, why are you so sure now?
Because Sonia was not the target.
What are you saying?
They got the wrong person, Mike.
She wasn't meant to be killed at all.
It was just human error.
There's you.
Of all people.
Yeah, we're here.
Two months ago, Alan Carter was defaulting on his mortgage and his credit card was maxed out
and he transferred tens of thousands into online betting accounts.
Then, all of a sudden, he gets $50,000 from somewhere and clears the slate.
$50,000?
From somewhere.
Cash?
That's what it looks like.
Oh, I'll wipe your debt if you do something for me.
That's so organised crime.
And, get this, two days before Sonia was killed, he bought a safe.
For a gun?
That's my guess.
He is the shooter.
You want me to make an urgent submission for a warrant to enter Alan Carter's property
when the only evidence of criminal behaviour is buying a safe and a bunch of flowers?
Well, someone cleared his debts and he took that bunch of flowers to the funeral of a woman that he has never met.
And I know this is my job, I should be making the submission.
No, no, no, it's okay.
No, you know what?
Don't worry, sorry.
I'll work something out.
Holly, it's okay.
Don't apologise.
And if you're going to be here most of the night on this operation, I think it's good to spend a few hours at home.
Okay, so just so I'm clear on the argument.
Yep.
If we want Alan Carter to roll on the guy that cleared his debt, we need to charge him with attempted murder, right?
That's right, and he's got to be facing at least 20 years.
Something that'll make him want to cut a deal, so we have to catch him in the act of attempting a murder.
But I can't risk that unless we disable the gun.
Okay, well, brightens up the evening.
You take a break.
I'll fight the Supreme Court.
Okay.
Hey.
Tiffany's home.
Alan Carter?
Also home.
It is all quiet on the Western Front.
Till morning, probably.
Is there something different about you?
Just got back from the doctors.
Ah, no more booty.
Happy days.
And it's definitely this model?
Yep.
We've got the receipt.
Okay.
Let me, um
Okay, so you want to learn how to open this without changing the combination.
Mm-hmm.
And when it's open, you want to disable one of these so that it looks exactly the same but can't actually fire.
You've got it.
You can't just swap out the ammo for, like, a blank magazine.
It's too risky.
He might keep the magazine separate.
Who knows?
No, it has to be completely inoperable.
Doesn't matter what the ammo is.
Doesn't matter anything.
It has to look perfect.
Cannot fire.
Okay.
Is it doable?
Oh, well, yeah.
Well, I mean, this fella you can do in two minutes or 20 minutes, depending on how good a job you want to do.
But this beast, this, uh
This will take a bit of practice.
When's the job?
Tonight.
Tonight?
Late, though.
1 a.m. maybe, 2.
Okay.
Oh, for fuck's sake.
Can I leave it with you?
I'll be back around 10.
Have we got the warrant?
It will happen.
Paul?
Yep.
Is he a good listener?
Seriously, because I literally only have time to go over this once.
Jared, are you a good listener?
I'll be fine.
I'm a great listener.
A man's got to do what a man's got to do.
Oh, wow.
Sorry.
And a woman's got to do what he can't.
So
Okay, come here.
Shut up.
Just watch.
Don't move.
So, Barry's going to come over later, but I won't go until he gets here.
Have you spoken to Dad?
Yeah.
Yeah?
How is he?
The same.
He says he's missing us, which he always does.
But I don't know if he does or not.
I said if he was, just come back home.
He said he's still waiting for you.
Didn't make a lot of sense, really.
Mm-hmm.
Do you know who did it yet?
Oh, we're getting close.
But it wasn't the husband, was it?
No.
He has been eliminated.
Bear still thought he must have been involved somehow.
Until he heard she was pregnant.
Then he wasn't so sure.
No, it's 100% definitely not the husband.
What happened to the baby?
It died when Sonya died.
Couldn't it be saved somehow?
It was just way too small, unfortunately.
I wonder if I felt anything.
Can you tell when I start feeling something?
No.
Normally I keep my mouth shut.
Yeah, I know.
But this is really shaking, Patlis.
I know it is.
I mean, really shaking it.
Molly's pregnant, isn't she?
Top of the class, Bear.
Yeah, I thought so.
You're hardly the first couple to argue about heaven and hell.
My advice?
Don't run.
Talk.
What?
You can't just take a pipi off the beach, Mum.
They're alive.
What?
You get to six months in jail for this.
Shells are okay.
They're not pipis.
What if I said it was just an honest mistake?
Well, what if a murderer seducted you?
I think killing a person is a bit more serious.
Tell it to a pipi.
Okay, hold that thought.
I'm not going anywhere.
I'm just making a phone call.
I'm not going anywhere.
I'm just making a phone call.
Hey.
What's up?
So, look, Bear was giving me advice.
So I told him the truth.
Oh, okay.
Great, thanks.
Yeah.
Um, how are you?
I'm okay.
You?
Yeah.
All right.
Listen, my behaviour lately, I know I've been a tad abrupt.
A tad?
Well, let's call it a smidge.
A smidge or a tad?
Well, a smidge is pretty much a fraction of a tad, so, I mean, I could be wrong.
When are you ever wrong?
Look, um, you're the one stringing this along, all right?
There's no pressure from me, but why don't you decide what it is you want to do,
and we can take it from there.
I'm going through with the pregnancy, Luke.
So we have to sort something out.
Please?
You and me.
I still want you and me, and I know we can do this.
I am sure we can do this.
How?
Hmm?
How's that going to work?
I'm not stamping my foot, I'm not trying to talk you out of it, but I just can't see it happening.
All right? I just
I can't wrap my head around it.
Hmm.
So, you and Dylan, eh?
Well, let's hope he hasn't told anyone else about it.
Dad, please.
Well, has he? Because that'd be terrible.
No!
Just get an abortion.
An abortion.
Get Luke back and figure out about it.
That's the best you can do.
Is it?
I mean, it might have been in your day, but now
I'm just thinking of you, darling.
Are you?
Sometimes the answer is crystal clear.
No matter what day it is.
Dad, you playing Scrabble?
I'm coming, Shortcake.
I'm coming.
Wow. You're going to keep the baby?
I'm thrilled. I'm so thrilled.
Like, you don't know yet, do you, boy or girl?
Um, no.
No, no.
But this was your decision, right?
Because the last thing I wanted you feeling was any pressure.
Pressure?
Um, no, no pressure.
No pressure whatsoever.
I mean, today, today has been remarkably pressureless.
No pressure whatsoever.
Yeah.
I think you better have that.
Eh? Oh, yeah.
Sorry, I wasn't thinking.
I wasn't thinking.
Just order your fave, force it out of it.
I'll drink it.
Can we pick this up later? I just have, um
Oh, there's so much to do tonight.
Yeah, that's all good.
You're beautiful.
You know that.
Hey.
Hi.
How will he check in, base?
We were hoping he'd go out for a drink and leave the place empty,
but it looks like we'll have to do a hot break-in when he finally crashes.
You look stressed.
Oh, just a little bit.
You can relax, Ali.
I'm fine.
I'm fine.
I'm fine.
I'm fine.
I'm fine.
I'm fine.
I'm fine.
I'm fine.
I'm fine.
Just a little bit.
You can relax, Ali.
It's a good plan.
Alan's got to be the shooter, and Jared will make sure the gun can't go off,
and in the morning, catch a cold, he'll spill his guts on everyone.
Commissioner will step down, and you'll take over.
Next stop, Premier.
What could possibly go wrong?
So, here's a question.
You've drunk Sav Blanc all your life, and an old mate buys you a glass of vino.
He's thinking about another woman.
That's my first reaction.
Was it your husband?
No, just a friend.
Ironically, I do think that the woman on his mind was his wife.
I guess that's sort of sweet.
Oh.
Hope you got some chill time.
Yeah.
I mean, I got to hang out with Alice.
That's the best bit.
Although she nearly arrested me for taking a pipi off the beach,
do you know what the maximum penalty for taking a pipi off the beach is?
No, but I'm so glad you made bail.
She was very lenient, actually.
I mean, she let me off with a warning.
Lucky you.
Lucky me.
I often wonder what it was like for Sonia.
You'd come home, same as always,
and out of the blue someone's trying to kill you, no reason.
You have no idea what's happening.
The terror.
I don't know how you'd feel,
I don't know how you'd feel when you know it's all about to end.
You do whatever it takes.
You keep fighting.
Until the end.
Remember.
Well, now, where are all she's got?
We all need someone.
Yeah.
Hey, switching topics.
Um
When you said that you and Elijah clicked
Just friends. Promise.
Oh, no, it wasn't a warning.
I just thought I'd, um
Thought you'd
No.
Forget it. Nothing.
You sure?
Yeah.
Uh, ignore me.
And just let me know when something happens.
Okay.
Base, we're still waiting.
As soon as Carter gets into bed, the whole team's ready to go.
Oh, thank you.
Bless your eyes.
Jesus, how long's he gonna stay up for?
Well, he's already killed one woman, which is a complete screw-up,
and his own life probably depends on getting it right tomorrow,
so I can see why he's having some trouble settling down.
Well, maybe not.
At last. Okay.
Wish me luck, team.
Good luck.
I'm heading in now.
Backup will stay outside in case it turns ugly.
We're all hitting mute.
Boss.
Run.
Here.
Right, where is he?
He's just heading into the shed.
Yeah.
Oh, thank you.
Are we sure Alan's asleep?
I think so.
Shit, be quick and quiet, Jared.
Quick and quiet.
Come on.
Come on, come on.
Just try something.
What's he doing?
I still can't open it.
Come on!
I still can't open it.
Come on!
Okay, okay, hang on. I think he's got it.
Oh, thank God.
Wait, what? Empty.
Fuck!
Where's the gun?
Well, what about his car?
Nothing. I checked that too.
Boot, glove box and the rest of the shed.
What, you broke into his car?
It wasn't locked. Even that was a giveaway.
Who puts a gun in their car and then leaves it unlocked?
So what, is it the shooter or not?
I don't know. Maybe he just felt sorry for Sonia and wanted to leave some flowers.
I mean, am I going mad? This is just such a mess.
Yes?
Holly, Maya calls from outside Carter's place.
We've got surveillance and he's just left home. He's heading for Greensboro.
Holly, he's carrying a balaclava.
Shit, it's still on.
Yeah, Tiffany and her son are just leaving now too.
Drone following.
School drop-off, that's where he's going to get her.
Without a gun, how?
He's planted it.
Holy shit.
The old Moran trick of a gun's hot, you never leave it at home.
Eagle One following Tiffany on the road with her son.
Heading to West Greensboro Primary.
And I'm behind Alan Carter.
Has he stopped at a kebab shop or, you know, a smash repair place or something?
Somewhere you can pick up a weapon.
No, he's not stopping anywhere, just heading straight for the school.
Shit, he's left it here.
We're only a few minutes away now. Two or three at most.
Slow down, alright?
Listen, the gun, it'll be hidden somewhere in plain sight.
Go, go, go!
Maya, how far?
Forty, fifty seconds. He just ran a red light, turning into Ryde Avenue.
Where's Tiffany?
I don't know.
He's probably behind the school.
He is.
Pero, do you have his phone number?
Just a second.
Shit, he's still after it.
This is incredible.
I am.
Door closed.
Jason, report on your son.
He's got a gun.
He's got a gun.
He's got a gun.
He's got a gun.
He's got a gun.
I've got a gun.
Where's Tiffany in Barker Street approaching right Avenue from the north two minutes, maybe
Okay, come on Jared you can find it people to now has visual on school gates
Thank God
Just break it or take it one of the two
Tiffany is now less than a K away. I can see the school Alan's 50 meters ahead of me. He's almost there
Come on Jared, hurry up. He'll be pulling up in 10 seconds
I can see Jared and turn across to you now with you in a second
Phew that was close
Oh the drone getting this yep, we're recording everything
Tiffany's out of her car dropping her son off at the gate
And
You definitely fix the gun, yeah, I went the quick option just file down the firing pin
And it definitely won't fire. Well, it shouldn't what do you mean? It shouldn't well
No, I mean it won't it can't I just didn't have time to test it
But you know, I don't think it'll fire unless I messed up Alan Carter is on the move. Alan Carter is on the move
I
Don't know
You