The SPECTRE Of The VATICAN ©

Chapter 35 - Private Eyes.

Time: Present Day
Location: Sydney, Australia.

They finished their meal kissed Ed goodbye and got a taxi to Darlinghurst Police Station. Tony met them outside the evidence room. He led them in and turned on the TV and video equipment. This is the right day but you'll have to go through the whole DVD from the start. You can fast forward but you might miss something you may be looking for, whatever that is. I must warn you that the incident has been captured vividly. I can arrange for a nurse to be with you if you like?"

"No, thanks Tony, but I don't think we'll need a nurse maid. We know what to expect, working in the media we've seen things like this before, but thanks anyway," Monique jumped in.

"Okay then, but don't say I didn't warn you," Tony said as he opened the door to leave.

"Thank God he's gone!" said Layla, "Sorry, but I don't particularly like Tony for some reason, and it's not just since Carter died either, Carter and I had words about my opinion of his uncle."

Monique feinted surprise," What exactly is it about him that you don't like?"

"I'll tell you what I told Carter, I think Tony is either an arsehole or terribly misunderstood. And I don't think Tony is at all misunderstood. I don't know how Michelle puts up with him. I'm guessing, he is part of the reason she spends so much time in Paris, that's my take on it anyway." Layla said with a tinge of disappointment in her voice, she liked Michelle, a lot, and felt for her sometimes, especially when Tony was being Tony.

"At least he is co-operating now," Monique said in his defence.

"I don't think we should be arguing about Tony, let's just do what we came here to do, eh?" said Amanda picking up the remote control. "This is going to be hard enough without us bickering."

"Good point Amanda, let's see what we can see," agreed Layla.

Tony was right, it was pretty boring stuff going through all the taped CCTV footage.

A couple of times Amanda hit the fast forward button, until they got to the time stamp that was two hours or so before the time of the shootings. She had just pressed the fast forward again when Layla noticed something black flash on the screen.

"Stop, stop, go back I think I saw something!" she cried out grabbing Amanda's arm and sending the remote flying.

"Shit, you scared me, don't do that!" Amanda said as she bent over to pick up the remote off the floor.

She put the remote down on the table and pressed the rewind, when Layla said "there, stop, there's our priest!" she pressed the slow mo.

They watched as the handsome young figure of a priest entered the picture from the right of the screen. He had jet black hair and a lot of it. He didn't appear to be much over twenty or so. He was muscular too just as Greg had suggested, too muscular perhaps for a man of the cloth.

Layla looked at Amanda, then Monique, she could see they were thinking the same thing, something was odd about this. When she returned her eyes to the screen she was just in time to see the priest approach a man sitting on a stationary motorcycle, the motorcycle was parked on the footpath to the left of the entrance to the restaurant. "That must be the bikie that was the target of the gang attack," said Amanda. They were all gobsmacked when they saw the priest start talking to the bikie then hand him something.

"Can you zoom in on that," Monique asked. Amanda zoomed the computer screen in on the priest's right hand as he passed something to the bikie."

Layla gasped, as she realised it was a wad of fifty dollar notes. It must have been two or three thousand dollars at least. "Pause it there, please."