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Chapters (54)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. Epigraph
  4. PROLOGUE
  5. PART ONE
  6. ONE
  7. TWO
  8. THREE
  9. FOUR
  10. DEADLY SAS RAID IN AFGHANISTAN UNDER SCRUTINY
  11. FIVE
  12. SIX
  13. SEVEN
  14. EIGHT
  15. NINE
  16. TEN
  17. ELEVEN
  18. TWELVE
  19. THIRTEEN
  20. FOURTEEN
  21. FIFTEEN
  22. SIXTEEN
  23. SEVENTEEN
  24. EIGHTEEN
  25. NINETEEN
  26. TWENTY
  27. PART TWO
  28. TWENTY-ONE
  29. TWENTY-TWO
  30. TWENTY-THREE
  31. TWENTY-FOUR
  32. TWENTY-FIVE
  33. TWENTY-SIX
  34. TWENTY-SEVEN
  35. TWENTY-EIGHT
  36. TWENTY-NINE
  37. DANIEL MOORE: ‘A SINGLE BLOKE, HAPPY-GO-LUCKY, A BIT OF A DUNCE BUT WITH A GOOD HEART,’ BEST FRIEND SAYS.
  38. THIRTY
  39. THIRTY-ONE
  40. THIRTY-TWO
  41. THIRTY-THREE
  42. THIRTY-FOUR
  43. THIRTY-FIVE
  44. BREAKING: POLICE CONFIRM DANIEL MOORE ACTED ALONE
  45. THIRTY-SIX
  46. THIRTY-SEVEN
  47. THIRTY-EIGHT
  48. THIRTY-NINE
  49. SECOND ARREST MADE IN WESTAY HIDDEN CAMERAS CASE
  50. EPILOGUE
  51. ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
  52. Discover More
  53. ABOUT THE AUTHOR
  54. Also by J. P. Pomare

They’re covering themselves if I become depressed and their investigation confirms I had nothing to do with this, as it certainly will. I want to scream, or cry. I want to sink through the chair to the floor and sleep for a week.

‘Can I go home?’ I say.

Rob and James look at each other. ‘We’ll need to check your locker before you go, and would ask that you wait until police officers arrive.’

‘Police?’ Rob says, there’s heat in the look he gives James.

‘It’s a lot of drugs to disappear, Rob. This isn’t just someone having painkillers before their shift.’

‘You don’t have to wait,’ Rob says to me. ‘You can go home right now.’

‘I’ve got nothing to hide.’

‘Good,’ James says. ‘Perhaps we can start with your locker.’

When I open it, I’m barely surprised to see the two glass ampoules sitting there, empty, on top of my things. Anyone can see they’ve simply been pushed through the grate on the door but James takes the moment to smack his lips.

‘Well, that’s not a good look, is it?’

‘Yeah, if I was taking fentanyl before my shift I’d just leave the evidence sitting there like that. This isn’t fair.’

James clears his throat.

I can see it rolling out before me. Administrative leave, therapy, a big red ‘A’ emblazoned on my chest. They might find somewhere to hide me in an admin role or training, watching me closely for the rest of my career. Or maybe the suspicion and evidence will be enough to sack me. Two hundred ampoules. This could put me in serious legal trouble. This is just a speed bump, I tell myself. This will be fine. But I know it won’t.

Scotty has come for my career. What will he come for next?

DANIEL MOORE: ‘A SINGLE BLOKE, HAPPY-GO-LUCKY, A BIT OF A DUNCE BUT WITH A GOOD HEART,’ BEST FRIEND SAYS.

The man at the centre of a crime that has shocked the country was ‘your average guy – a bit of a joker, got in a bit of trouble at school but nothing like what he did to those people,’ his best friend says.

Andrew Mohi – who knew Moore for nineteen years – accused the media of representing his former best friend in a way that was ‘biased, and straight-up wrong’. He says Moore made a mistake and probably had his reasons that no one will ever know but he wasn’t ‘some criminal mastermind’.

Mohi, who viewed the footage of the invasion that was recently released, added, ‘I wouldn’t have believed he did it if I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes.’ The footage is from two of the cameras in the home. One showing Moore terrorising a woman. The next shows Moore walking down a hallway in the dark with his mask off moments before he died.