Title: Broadchurch: Sins Of The Father
Date of commencement: September 22 2013
Date of completion: December 24 2014
Series: Broadchurch, a sequel to the original, and following on from Life Without Joe
Authors: tkel_paris and tardis_mole
Summary: Two years after Danny's death, life is slowly getting back to normal in Broadchurch. But Hardy's happy life is about to be turned upside down by a spectre from the past he had hoped had been laid to rest. Someone from his past wants to talk to him, someone wants revenge, someone wants to see him ruined. But it's not one 'someone'. But first, he must face the girl in his garden.
Disclaimer: We own nothing, but this is based on Broadchurch by Chris Chibnal, with added clues from the novel by Erin Kelly. We gain no financial benefit nor gratuities, only the enjoyment from writing and working together on this epic journey, shared for the enjoyment of others.
Dedication: Chris Chibnal, long time friend. bas_math_girl, for her beta. And each other for hopefully not ruining each other's lives for too long during the writing part.
Warning: If you have not watched Broadchurch in its entirety, do not read this. We mean it. You will be spoiled. Stop and go back. Now. Ideally you have seen the entire show, not just what was aired on BBC America if you live on that side of the pond, but this is understandable in either case. Also, if you have not read tardis_mole's Life Without Joe, that's okay. It's possible to read this without reading that, if you're not on Moley's approved list. You'll probably find this makes a little more sense if you have read it, but you should be fine without it. Take the time to read Erin Kelly’s novelization, if you can, as it provided certain details that helped with writing this. Though you won’t need to rely on it.
Authors' Notes: See Episode One, Part One. They're a bit long to include in each post.
Episode Three, Part Eight: Call to Action - First Section
As soon as Ellie got back to her desk she was on her mobile. She was impatiently waiting for an answer, tapping her foot while standing. “Come on.”
“Maggie? It’s Ellie. I needed to give you a warning. Karen White's back in town.”
“I already know.”
“She's been here, trying to get a place to work from again. This time she can piss in from the outside all she wants. I'm not letting her in on anything we have, and neither is Olly.”
Ellie remembered Olly's awkward confession about why he was writing the book. He had to admit to the fling with Karen, which had left him with a sour taste in his memory, and how she got him to write the article on Jack Marshall. It made Ellie remark, 'Wonder how many times she's got some bloke to write for her to save herself the trouble?'
Hardy had remained silent, but had forgiven him. Mrs. Marshall never would. He had told Olly that he, too, had made big mistakes where women were concerned. At least he’d got a daughter out of it. But Olly had caused the police in general a huge nad unnecessary headache.
She took a deep breath. “Well, I wanted you to know that she's out for blood. Specifically my husband's.”
At her desk, Maggie groaned and lowered her forehead to her free palm. “Ellie, I want you to know that Olly and I are looking into why she's so fixated on his being a terrible policeman. If there's anything else you need investigating but lack the time or manpower to do, I have more than a few people on staff who would gladly help. Even Beth offered.”
Ellie's eyes widened. “Beth? But she barely speaks to me.”
“I think that bridge is slowly being mended.”
“Oh. Well, that's good.”
“So, is there anything?”
She sat down and lowered her voice. “I'm not sure yet, but I may need you to look up things in Sandbrook that the police there may not have on record.”
“Just tell me what you need. I have sources who can find practically anything.”
“What if I need someone to go to Sandbrook? Someone not connected to the police? What I needed to see what the Press wrote on Alec and what connects him to Karen White?”
Maggie thought about that for a moment. “Of course. I'd like to bring Olly, if that's ok? Might be a truck-load to bring back on her alone.”
“Yeah, I think his mum will be okay without him. We're certainly going to keep her busy helping us.”
“She'll be one of those here willing to help. Even if she's filling in to support the regular work so the others can manage the extra work for this.”
“I'll let you know when I know what I need. I have to check some leads, and have a short talk with my husband.”
“I'll be here.”
They hung up and Ellie noticed someone approaching. “Bob Daniels, you have something?”
“Yeah, notes from calls taken today and a few statements given downstairs. Various locals and some tourists reported two different confrontations that happened on the Promenade. Both involving the DI.”
Ellie rubbed her eyes. “Two confrontations? This week keeps getting better. Are the statements consistent for each incident?”
“Well, I'm thinking they overheard bits and pieces. The details seem to overlap. We're hoping that more come forward who actually heard the whole thing.”
“Who was our DI supposedly confronting?”
“The first was apparently... his ex-wife.”
Ellie started. “She's in town?!”
“Given the things said, it has to be her. Her, a man and a boy. We have one caller who said the boy called the DI 'Daddy'. That didn't please any of the three adults involved, or so we've been told.”
“Did he confront her or she confront him?”
“According to at least three witnesses, the woman started it. They all said she and the man she was with were arguing before the Di had even arrived. One said they saw the woman’s son run up to DI Hardy and hug his leg and saw the woman run after him. Someone else said that the woman escalated things. Others have said that the man with her was abusive. I had four people who have come forward to say DI Hardy was threatened.”
“Yeah, according to them the woman threatened to go to the police and have him arrested for child abduction and molesting.”
“For having his leg hugged?” Ellie spoke incredulously. “God, if that’s child molesting every parent would be in prison! What happened next?”
“Er, Hardy threw his chips in the bin and walked away. The witness said he would have stayed to find out more, but he had to leave for an appointment.”
“Has the Super seen these?”
“I’m on my way up there now. And given how the DI left the station shortly after he got back from this confrontation and Frank said he saw him hand a big pile of papers from his desk to the Super, I think he's been removed from the second case.”
Ellie's eyes widened. “Why?”
“No one knows. The door was closed.”
“Miller!” called out the Chief Super. “Come in a moment.”
Ellie did not need to be told twice. She grabbed the statements from Bob and was up in an instant and inside the office.
Although she nearly stumbled as she passed the DI's office.
The Chief Super closed the door as soon as Ellie was inside. “You are now in charge of both murder investigations.”
“I just heard. On what grounds was DI Hardy removed from the Wallace case?”
“The second victim has been ID'd as Luiz Gotleib, and we're certain she has some link with Sarah Wallace. She may even be the girl in the photo with Daisy Hardy.”
“Have you confirmed this with the family?”
“We didn't know this until after Hardy had interviewed them. His notes did say he asked if they recalled their daughter's friends once they mentioned living in England for a time, but the family couldn't recall ever visiting Sandbrook. They'll need to be interviewed again tomorrow.”
Pursing her lips a moment, Ellie finally nodded. “I'll see to it. I assume you'll be eventually interviewing the DI yourself?”
“Soon. I want to see what SOCO discovers about some of the evidence first. Although I will have to ask him soon what was said between him and Karen White today.”
“She confronted him?!” Poor Alec, she thought silently. She suddenly remembered the sheets in her hands. “Statements for the confrontation between Hardy and his ex. Uniform were bringing them up.”
Elaine read them carefully and laid them all out side by side, like a herringbone pattern. “Hmm. Those who phoned in match those who came in. That’s always a good start. Even the locals we know are not fans of Hardy's remarked that the woman went from his throat, in a verbal sense I hope. A few were amazed he didn't lash out at her. I’m more surprised he didn’t raise his voice.”
Ellie groaned. Hardy had a bit of a loud boom when provoked. “This is the last thing we need, her sticking her oar in our business.”
“You know her?”
“From the descriptions, I think I can safely identify her as the ex Mrs. Hardy.”
“Has Hardy mentioned seeing Karen White?”
“No. But the fact that she’s here makes me uneasy. I bet it won't be long before she writes another article to raise hell with the investigations, and all in the name of finding the truth.”
“I read what she wrote about Jack Marshall, DS. I'm not fond of Miss. White's work either, but until she says something that we can prove is slander, libel or deliberately interfering with the current cases our hands are tied.”
“Do you have anything for me?”
“Um, we turned in Sarah Wallace's things from the hotel to SOCO. We left them to examine a diary and a letter from a friend. The family was less than helpful, too busy citing a dislike for the fact that their daughter was gay, but they were in their room watching television when Sarah went out. They thought she’d come in later when they were asleep and left before they woke. Apparently she likes to explore. I’m hoping her phone gives us leads on her plans and who might have known about them. Maybe it'll lead to her killer. I should tell you; I had my own confrontation with Karen White. She cornered us outside the hotel. Wanted to tell me things she thought I didn't know about the man I married.”
“And were they?”
She snorted. “She said he’d cheated on Tess. She said his kids were unwanted and were abandoned. She accused him of being a prime suspect in a case he was officer-in-charge on. She said Sandbrook wasn’t the first murder case he’d failed. She said he failed an earlier investigation in Leatherhead. Everything she said was either a lie or what I have good reason to believe is a misunderstanding at the very least.”
The Super's attention was claimed. “If she makes any of these wildly unfounded and grossly false statements public, it may be enough for him to sue her. The Force would back him even if he filed while the investigations are ongoing, in light of her previous actions.”
“Glad to know that.”
“However,” she cautioned. “Our focus is on the inquiry. Don’t let her derail this one like she did the last one.”
Ellie exited, but detoured to Hardy's office. She knocked.
He looked up from his computer screen with wary eyes. He had been investigating a case of disappearing rabbits. Boring stuff, but he had had some interesting leads to follow, which would now be handed over to another officer. It was the last case to be emptied from his desk. He even had to wear a visitor’s tag to get in; how humiliating. He noticed her eying him in concern, and sighed heavily. He waved her in and waited for her to enter and close the door. “I dropped the kids off at Lucy’s, just came in to clear my desk.” He could tell she knew why, but there was something else on her mind. “What now?”
“I heard you ran into a woman who doesn't like you and then had a slanging match with her new man. What happened?”
“I'm sure you've heard about it from witnesses, whether they overheard everything or not.”
“I want to hear your side of this.”
Hardy leaned back in his chair, removing his glasses and rubbing his face. “I ran into Tess by accident, or rather her son ran into me deliberately. I did see her the other day. Her son thinks I'm his dad, she thinks I'm following them about and her boyfriend told me to stay away from Daisy. On the way back Karen ambushed me on Quayside Road, on my way back to the station.”
“DI Hardy, a pleasure.”
Hardy stopped dead in his tracks, turned and stared at her. “Wish I could say the same.”
“Perhaps we can go somewhere for a coffee.”
“With your track record with men, no thank you.”
Karen squirked a smirk. “You mean Olly. I have no interest in him. I’m more interested in you.”
“Well, your visit to Broadchurch is wasted journey. I’m not interested.”
“You’ll be singing a different tune when I write the entire expose on you for the Paper.”
“You’ve already done that.”
“That was just Sandbrook. Next time I’ll print all of it. The entirety of your career in every sordid detail.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Perhaps reading my article will jog your memory,” she suggested coldly. “I just need a name.”
“The name of the woman you had an affair with. But, no matter. I’ll find it.”
Hardy watched her walk back the way she had come and he felt an icy tingle creep up his spine. He felt like shouting after. There was no affair, after all. But he knew better than that. In the eyes of the Press, a denial was a confession.
Ellie exhaled loudly. “You've had an eventful day.”
“And it's been topped by orders pulling me from this case. I'm just finishing re-allocating my caseload, because I've had to hand in my warrant.”
Ellie almost stopped a cry. This was what she had hoped to avoid. She’d proven he was innocent. Hadn’t she?
“No one believes I’m innocent. And no believes the two murders are connected. The more I try, the more I seen to incriminate myself. It feels like no one fighting my corner.”
“I do,” she managed. “The Super has agreed that the cases are connected, and I suppose they fear being accused of improper conduct. But... they took your warrant?!” Ellie found it hard to breathe. “I don't like it any more than you do, but I will do my best, Alec. I am going to kick up hell over this. Why don't you go home?”
“I’m finished here,” he replied. He silently hoped that didn’t mean forever. He clicked send and shut the computer off. “What time will you be home...? Ellie-”
“You have an appointment at the hospital in the morning. Please. Try to relax for it. The doctors need an accurate assessment of your health, and I think the children will do more to calm you than anything else can. Okay?”
He all but pouted, but slowly exhaled loudly. “Fine.”
Ellie half wished he had spoken with a bit more fight in him. Even though she did not want another argument. This was unnatural.
The second part...