Matt watched the minute hand on his watch spin slowly across the face, before glancing up at Jennifer. She had fallen asleep some time ago and Matt felt relieved when he saw the peaceful expression on her face. The breeze had picked up, so Matt leant over to wrap her jacket tighter around her shoulders. He paused, startled, when he felt the outline of a mobile phone in the front pocket of her jacket. Their assailants clearly hadn't been too thorough. Drawing the phone out of the pocket, he glanced at the display. Three missed calls. Without checking the call list, Matt hit the redial button, assuming it was a member of their team who had been trying to reach them. The call connected and was picked up almost instantly. Clearly this person had been watching their phone, Matt thought to himself.

"Jen! Thank god you're okay!"

Matt felt the wind rush out of him, and a dull ache settle inside his chest. Of course it had to be Nick who had left all the messages on Jennifer's phone.

"Actually, it's Matt." He couldn't resist adding "Jen's sleeping."

Nick's sigh of relief rushed down the phone line and twisted Matt's stomach painfully. "I'm glad you're both okay, Sarge," Nick said diplomatically, although it was clear to Matt which person he had been most concerned about. "Why haven't you been answering your calls? Dunny's been trying to reach you for hours!"

"Jen and I were attacked by three men while we were staking out Jackson's warehouse. We're being held in what appears to be an abandoned warehouse. We were thinking Jackson might be responsible."

"It can't be Jackson. He was arrested by the Sydney police earlier today. We're waiting for him to arrive so we can interview him about Liam and Michelle Kennelly's murders. Uniform are searching his warehouse now."

"Jackson's been arrested?"

"That's why we've been trying to reach you. Sydney police picked him up around 4 pm. They only thought to contact us at about 7, though."

Matt pushed the hair off his forehead in frustration. "So, Jen and I have been kidnapped by somebody else?"

"That's the most likely explanation. Did you see anything that could help identify your attackers?"

Matt tried to think back over the events of the evening, but everything before he regained conscious seemed to blur together. He leant forward until his head rested against his hands. "It all happened so quickly," he murmured, disappointed with himself. "I didn't have time to look."

"Hold on a sec, Matt." Matt heard the muffled sounds of Nick's voice as he relayed the situation that Jennifer and Matt had found themselves in to someone. He felt relieved when he heard Stanley Wolfe's authoritative voice issuing orders in response. Nick returned to the phone. "We're organising an investigation now. We'll call you with any updates. If Jen remembers anything, call us back with the details." Nick paused for a moment. "Don't worry, Sarge. We'll find you."

"Thanks Nick," Matt replied. He heard the call disconnect. He leant wearily back against the wall, attempting to process what had just occurred. Jackson had been arrested. Someone else was responsible for the situation he and Jen had found themselves in. His mind was occupied with thoughts of who could possibly be responsible as he drifted off to sleep.