Balmain, Sydney
Fiona Mitchell was an angry woman. She was angry because, at the prime of her life, her prospects of a productive future was virtually non-existence and she lay the blame of her unfortunate destiny solely on the mother who abandoned all faith in her. Having recently been released from custody at the New South Wales Police Headquarters, she stormed into her rented flat and slammed the door behind her. She had long decided that the police were far too narrow-minded for their own good. From their point of view, once you had murdered someone, there was no chance of ever being rehabilitated. The only problem with that theory was that Fiona had never murdered to begin with.
She had only been in her first year of university when it all happened. She remembered opening the door
