Anonymous

Es war um 1 Uhr am Weihnachtsabend, als die Detektivs an einem modernten Wetterbord-Haus im Südnesterbüro von Croydon, rund 18 Kilometer südlich von Fullers Bridge, kamen. A sign in the front yard read Ducks and Pups for Sale. It was the home of Margaret and Geoffrey Chandler.

The couple had bought the house several years prior and were renovating it slowly while raising their nine-month-old and two-year-old sons. Margaret was a former nurse turned stay-at-home mum, while Geoffrey worked as an engineer at the CSIRO. He'd started with the company as a technical assistant, but had slowly risen the ranks while studying diligently for his master's degree in engineering.

The couple had bought the house several years prior and were renovating it slowly while raising their nine-month-old and two-year-old sons. Margaret was a former nurse turned stay-at-home mum, while Geoffrey worked as an engineer at the CSIRO. He'd started with the company as a technical assistant, but had slowly risen the ranks while studying diligently for his master's degree in engineering.

The couple had bought the house several years prior and were renovating it slowly while raising their nine-month-old and two-year-old sons. Margaret was a former nurse turned stay-at-home mum, while Geoffrey worked as an engineer at the CSIRO. He'd started with the company as a technical assistant, but had slowly risen the ranks while studying diligently for his master's degree in engineering.

His hard work paid off and coupled with Margaret's smart budgeting, they'd managed to pay off their mortgage in just two years. They lived simply, their only indulgence being their shared love for vintage cars. The detectives knocked on the door and a slightly dishevelled Jeffrey Chandler answered, having obviously just woken up.

His hard work paid off and coupled with Margaret's smart budgeting, they'd managed to pay off their mortgage in just two years. They lived simply, their only indulgence being their shared love for vintage cars. The detectives knocked on the door and a slightly dishevelled Jeffrey Chandler answered, having obviously just woken up.

His hard work paid off and coupled with Margaret's smart budgeting, they'd managed to pay off their mortgage in just two years. They lived simply, their only indulgence being their shared love for vintage cars. The detectives knocked on the door and a slightly dishevelled Jeffrey Chandler answered, having obviously just woken up.

In his arms was his grizzling baby son, while his older son stood by his side. The detectives asked Jeffrey if his wife was at home. He said she was not. They asked if he knew where she was. Jeffrey responded, no. He said the last time he'd seen Margaret was at around 4 o'clock that morning, when he'd left the Nash's New Year's Eve party. Jeffrey asked if there had been an accident.

In his arms was his grizzling baby son, while his older son stood by his side. The detectives asked Jeffrey if his wife was at home. He said she was not. They asked if he knew where she was. Jeffrey responded, no. He said the last time he'd seen Margaret was at around 4 o'clock that morning, when he'd left the Nash's New Year's Eve party. Jeffrey asked if there had been an accident.

In his arms was his grizzling baby son, while his older son stood by his side. The detectives asked Jeffrey if his wife was at home. He said she was not. They asked if he knew where she was. Jeffrey responded, no. He said the last time he'd seen Margaret was at around 4 o'clock that morning, when he'd left the Nash's New Year's Eve party. Jeffrey asked if there had been an accident.

The detectives told him no and asked if he would accompany them to the police station. Jeffrey agreed, but didn't ask why, nor did the detectives offer him any explanation. At the station, a detective presented Jeffrey with the afternoon edition of the Daily Mirror newspaper. The front page headline read, Scientist, Woman in Death Mystery.

The detectives told him no and asked if he would accompany them to the police station. Jeffrey agreed, but didn't ask why, nor did the detectives offer him any explanation. At the station, a detective presented Jeffrey with the afternoon edition of the Daily Mirror newspaper. The front page headline read, Scientist, Woman in Death Mystery.

The detectives told him no and asked if he would accompany them to the police station. Jeffrey agreed, but didn't ask why, nor did the detectives offer him any explanation. At the station, a detective presented Jeffrey with the afternoon edition of the Daily Mirror newspaper. The front page headline read, Scientist, Woman in Death Mystery.

The article went on to explain that Gilbert Bogle and Margaret Chandler had been found dead on the banks of Lane Cove River, the cause of their death unknown. Jeffrey Chandler showed no reaction as he read the story. He took a cigarette from his shirt pocket and lit it up in a stony silence. The detective asked Jeffrey how he knew Gilbert Bogle.

The article went on to explain that Gilbert Bogle and Margaret Chandler had been found dead on the banks of Lane Cove River, the cause of their death unknown. Jeffrey Chandler showed no reaction as he read the story. He took a cigarette from his shirt pocket and lit it up in a stony silence. The detective asked Jeffrey how he knew Gilbert Bogle.

The article went on to explain that Gilbert Bogle and Margaret Chandler had been found dead on the banks of Lane Cove River, the cause of their death unknown. Jeffrey Chandler showed no reaction as he read the story. He took a cigarette from his shirt pocket and lit it up in a stony silence. The detective asked Jeffrey how he knew Gilbert Bogle.

Jeffrey explained that they had worked together at the CSIRO for several years, but in different departments. He said they didn't know each other well, but would say hello in passing. Jeffrey explained that Margaret had only met Gilbert, or Gib as he was known, ten days earlier at a CSIRO Christmas Barbecue. Margaret had been looking forward to the event.

Jeffrey explained that they had worked together at the CSIRO for several years, but in different departments. He said they didn't know each other well, but would say hello in passing. Jeffrey explained that Margaret had only met Gilbert, or Gib as he was known, ten days earlier at a CSIRO Christmas Barbecue. Margaret had been looking forward to the event.

Jeffrey explained that they had worked together at the CSIRO for several years, but in different departments. He said they didn't know each other well, but would say hello in passing. Jeffrey explained that Margaret had only met Gilbert, or Gib as he was known, ten days earlier at a CSIRO Christmas Barbecue. Margaret had been looking forward to the event.

Having given birth only months earlier, she hadn't been out much and was looking forward to some adult interaction. Gilbert Bogle attended the barbecue alone as his wife was at home nursing their sick baby. He soon started chatting with Margaret and the two immediately hit it off. After the barbecue, Ken and Ruth Nash invited some of the guests back to their place for drinks.