THEY came for him on June 13. Nearly two months after he made that Triple-0 call, telling the operator his wife was missing. Telling them he didn't want to be "alarmist", but she hadn't come home from her morning walk.
They’d had one last roll of the dice with the Baden-Clay family before detectives swooped.
Investigators flew to Townsville to try to talk to Gerard’s sister Olivia. At the same time, his parents Nigel and Elaine were visited by investigators.
The Baden-Clays sent them on their way.
Gerard was on his way to pick up his daughters from school when they cut him off. They took him to Indooroopilly police station. Gerard had nothing to say to police, other than to request his lawyer.
The murder charge did nothing to sway those who believed in Gerard. He was still the old Gerard they knew. The charmer, the salesman destined for great things. For a failed bid for bail, he could still convince family and friends to offer up $535,000 surety.
Allison always wanted to be famous. She became famous by the ultimate act of betrayal. At the hands of the man who promised to love her his entire life.
Every few weeks for the past two years, three little girls have been led into Arthur Gorrie Correctional Centre by their grandparents, Nigel and Elaine Baden-Clay.
They walk in front of tall, razor wire fences. An intricate spider web of sharpened metal, to keep those inside.
Their dad is inside that austere, unfriendly, concrete block building.
They sign in and are taken through a scanning process. Prison authorities need to make sure they aren’t carrying any form of contraband they might slip to their father.
A guard escorts them to a visiting area where, for a limited time, they can see their father.
The three young girls are three innocent victims of their father's crime.
Gerard lost his position on the local chamber of commerce when he entered prison. He lost his spot on the Brookfield State School P&C, on the local kindergarten board.
But he’s been doing what he can behind bars to take control. He uses his skills in business to advise other inmates, to draft letters on their behalf.
It will be a different jail - and a new set of inmates to impress - that Gerard will head to after yesterday’s verdict.
And he’ll stay there for years.
Gerard, the man certain he was destined for great things, locked up and despised, the name he'd cared about so much in ruins.
Allison Baden-Clay wanted to be famous. She dreamed as a little girl of travelling the world in a tutu and pointe shoes, of the day people would know her name.
She never lost that dream. Even as her life became a typical suburban existence.The joys; the daughters she loved.
The battles; trying to stay happy. Hoping the man she loved would fall in love with her again.
It was a tragic day when, on April 20, 2012, Allison Baden-Clay became famous.
It was the ultimate act of betrayal at the hands of the man who’d promised to love her his entire life. The father of her children. A man who, despite the ego and lies, seemed like the most unlikely of murderers.
In her last dying moments, at the hands of her husband, Allison Baden-Clay fought to live.
She fought to stay alive, to stay with her girls who were sleeping soundly only metres away. The girls who, just hours earlier, she’d sung to sleep.
And in her final fight, Allison caught her killer.
With her scratches on his face, Gerard Baden-Clay had been marked a murderer.
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