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If you feel at any time you need support, please contact your local crisis centre for suggested phone numbers, for confidential support and for a more detailed list of content warnings, please see the show notes for this episode on your app or on our website. It was nearing 4:30 on the cold, misty morning of Saturday, August 28, 1993 when married couple Ted and Jan Warner were jolted awake by a loud knock on their front door. The Warners lived on Prince Edward Park Road, a quiet and leafy residential street in the southern Sydney suburb of Warrenora. Set on the waterfront of the Wurrunora river and surrounded by bushland, it was highly unusual to hear a disturbance at such an hour. Tad got up to open the door and was surprised to find his neighbour, 23 year old Jeffrey Gillam, standing there dressed in nothing but a pair of boxer shorts and smelling of smoke. Geoffrey lived next door to the Warners with his older brother, 25 year old Christopher, and their parents, Helen and Stephen the Gillams were a fixture of Prince Edward Park Road, having lived in the neighbourhood for over two decades. They were well liked with locals viewing them as a loving, warm and sociable family, always keen to lend a hand to those in need or bring a plate of food to the neighbourhood barbecues. Ted had known Geoffrey Gillam his whole life and had never seen him in such a state. Typically neatly presented and well spoken, his pale skin was covered in goosebumps and he appeared to be highly agitated. He started speaking in a strange, disjointed fashion, asking Ted to call Triple Zero. They're all dead, Geoffrey mumbled. He's killed them. Set them on fire. Ted was stunned as he tried to make sense of Jeffrey's semi gibberish claims. Mum and dad are both dead, jeffrey continued. He's burned them. I've killed him for what he did. Ted ushered Jeffrey into his house and dialed Triple Zero. As Ted tried to explain to the operator what was going on, the operator asked if Jeffrey had been drinking. Ted leant over to smell Jeffrey's breath, noting that it didn't smell like alcohol, but kerosene. He handed the phone to Jeffrey so he could explain things for himself. In a halting and distracted manner, Jeffrey told the operator that his brother Christopher had killed his parents and set their bodies on fire. He said that he'd chased Christopher down the stairs and killed him for what he did. He killed them. Killed them, Jeffrey stammered. I don't know why. Like most of the other homes in the area, the Gillams lived on a long narrow block that sloped downwards from Prince Edward Park Road and towards the river. Riverfront external stairs led down from the street and to their modest two story home, which was surrounded by an assortment of towering trees and greenery. The upper floor consisted of the combined lounge, dining and kitchen space, which gave way to Stephen and Helen's bedroom. From the lounge room, a spiral staircase led to the downstairs bedroom belonging to Christopher, which had an adjoining ensuite and rumpus room. Jeffrey lived in the converted boat shed which was attached to the main house by a set of external stairs. At 4:43am a team of firefighters arrived at the property to find smoke rising from the roof. Geoffrey Gillam was waiting for them at the bottom of the external stairs in a highly agitated and emotionally distraught state. He appeared to be disoriented and delirious, speaking incoherently about his parents being dead. Inside the house, the firefighters ran along the side balcony to the rear of the house. Flames roared from inside Helen and Stephen's bedroom as well as from a second fire in the lounge room. The firefighters opened the sliding glass doors that led to the upper living space, but were met with a wave of heat so extreme that they couldn't enter. Then the window from Helen and Stephen's bedroom shattered, shooting flames outside. Within minutes, the team was able to get the flames under control. One of the firefighters entered the smoke filled lounge room and found Helen's badly burned body lying face down in the southern corner near the front door. She had been stabbed 17 times with 13 of the wounds to the front of her chest. The firefighter continued into the bedroom fighting flames as he went. There on the bedroom floor, he found Stephen's body lying face down. He had sustained a total of 28 wounds, 16 of which were to the front of his chest. Parallel to the bed was an axe. Police officers arrived at the scene and accompanied firefighters as they kicked in the door to the downstairs rumpus room. The area was dark except for the reflected light of a spotfire that continued to blaze upstairs. There they found Christopher Gillam's body lying next to the billiard table, naked except for a toweling dressing gown. His body was on a affected by the fire, but riddled with stab wounds. Like his mother, he'd been stabbed 17 times, a majority of the wounds to his upper chest. Next to his body lay a knife. After being examined by paramedics at the scene, Geoffrey Gillum was taken to Sutherland Police station where at 8:22am he agreed to participate in an electronically recorded interview. The traumatic events of the morning had clearly taken their toll on the 23 year old. He sat wrapped in a blanket with a somewhat bewildered look on his face, his eyes cast downwards as he quietly mumbled brief answers to all of the officer's questions. According to Jeffrey, the previous evening had been an ordinary Friday. His girlfriend Hayley had come over for dinner, leaving at around 10pm after that he watched television with his parents in the lounge room before having a shower and then going to bed. He wasn't sure exactly what time this was, but thought it was sometime before midnight. Jeffrey said he was fast asleep when suddenly he was awoken by the intercom that connected the boat shed with the main house. It was his mother, Helen, screaming for help. Jeffrey couldn't understand anything she was saying, but he wasted no time thinking about it. He quickly pulled on a pair of boxer shorts and raced through the garden to the staircase that led to the sliding glass doors upstairs. This took him less than a minute. He unlocked the door and ran into the lounge room. There he found his mother's body lying near the front door. A knife was on the floor nearby next to the piano and his brother Christopher was standing over her with a match in his hand. Christopher looked at Jeffrey from across the room and said, I've killed mum and dad. With that Jeffrey claimed that Christopher set Helen's body on fire. As the flames quickly started spreading, Jeffrey looked towards the bedroom and saw his father's Stephen's body on the floor. Within seconds the fire reached the bedroom and set Stephen's body ablaze. Unable to believe what he was seeing, an overwhelming feeling overcame Geoffrey. All he could think was that he had to get his brother. He grabbed the knife from the floor and lunged towards him. Christopher turned and ran down the spiral staircase with Jeffrey chasing behind. Everything from there was a bit of a haze. Jeffrey didn't know if he first stabbed Christopher while they were on the stairs or once they reached the bottom. But by the time they were in the rumpus room, Geoffrey had him cornered. He launched towards Christopher and began stabbing him repeatedly. Christopher fell to the floor as Jeffrey continued to strike him. He didn't know how many times he stabbed his brother or what he did with the knife afterwards, but he eventually ran back up the stairs. By then the fire had spread throughout the lounge room and the air was thick with smoke. Geoffrey raced out the sliding doors and to the Warners home next door to raise the alarm. As word of what happened spread around Wurranorra, those who knew the Gillam family were left in complete shock. To the outside world they had always appeared to be a completely normal, stable family. 58 year old Stephen Gillam was a cheerful and easy going bloke. He'd recently retired after decades working for the New South Wales Roads and Traffic Authority and spent his spare time sailing, playing golf and working casually at the local boat shed. His wife, 55 year old Helen, worked as a school nurse with the Southern Sydney Health Service. She was the more serious of the pair, known for her no nonsense attitude when it came to raising her two sons. But she also enjoyed a good laugh and was fun to be around. Stephen and Helen loved their two boys and had worked hard to give them a solid upbringing. Life on the Warrenora river meant that Stephen was able to share his passion for sailing with his children. It was through their shared love of boats that Stephen and Geoffrey established a particularly close bond. They spent a majority of their weekends out on the water honing Geoffrey's sailing skills for competition. Such was his talent that he'd once won a national championship when he wasn't out sailing, Jeffrey spent his time surfing, socialising with friends and studying for his civil engineering degree. He only had six months left before he was set to graduate and the future was looking bright. While Geoffrey was known to be light hearted and easy going, like his father, Christopher Gillam was more shy and reserved. He often joined his family on their boating adventures, but seemed happier to just hang around in the background. Christopher's passions lay elsewhere, in fencing, computers and piano. He was such a talented pianist that neighbours often asked the Gillams to keep their windows open when Christopher was practicing so they could hear him play. One uncle described the Gillam brothers as impressive young men who had been well brought up with old fashioned good values. This made it all the more difficult for their friends and family to believe. What had happened. According to Geoffrey Gillam, that winter had been a bit rough on Christopher. Having completed a degree in chemical engineering the previous year, he was struggling to find a job in the wake of the recession that hit Australia in the early 1990s. His parents had urged him to study a one year teaching degree as backup, but Christopher wasn't particularly enjoying it and also had doubts about his future employment prospects. He'd done some practical teacher training at a tough Western Sydney high school and didn't feel particularly cut out for the role. To make matters worse, Christopher's girlfriend had recently broken up with him. He retreated further into himself, spending most of his time at home on the family's computer. Jeffrey claimed that in the weeks leading up to the murders, Christopher had been acting strangely. Tensions seemed to be boiling over between him and their father and they'd been arguing constantly. Jeffrey told his girlfriend Hayley that Christopher had lost it and that he'd been going off at their parents, throwing things and pushing and shoving their father. About two weeks before the murders, Hayley was on the phone to Jeffrey when she overheard an argument in the background. When she asked Jeffrey what they were fighting about, he responded, I don't know what's going on, but I think it's to do with money. If there is a fight, I'll have to break it up. At around 5pm on the night before the murders, Jeffrey had gone to the beach with his close friend Wayne to check out the surfing conditions. Jeffrey told Wayne that his brother had been acting strangely and had been going off at the drop of a hat. Wayne had known the brothers for several years and was shocked to hear that Christopher had been pushing and shoving Stephen Gillam. He asked what the fighting was about. Jeffrey said he wasn't sure, but he thought it could be over money. Given that Christopher wanted a new car, Jeffrey declined an invitation to watch a movie at Wayne's house that night. He said his dad was due home from golf and he wanted to be there in case Christopher acted out again. When Jeffrey got home at around 8pm, his girlfriend Hayley was there, having arrived unannounced. While she'd been waiting for Jeffrey, Hayley had briefly crossed paths with Christopher when he came out of the computer room to grab a coffee. While Hayley hadn't observed anything out of the ordinary, she thought she could sense some underlying tension between Christopher and his parents. Jeffrey and Hayley ate dinner together and then played billiards before Jeffrey walked Hayley out to her car at around 10pm Again, he repeated his concerns about Christopher's behaviour. What am I to do about my brother? Jeffrey asked. It's pretty serious. I've never seen him so psycho. He is pushing my father around. I don't know what to do. In the bathroom attached to Christopher's bedroom, police found two empty packets of Panadol brand paracetamol in the clothes basket, along with a 25 millimeter syringe filled with a white paste, a glass cup with a white substance on it and a knife containing the same white substance. Each of these items tested positive for paracetamol, leading to the presumption that Christopher had likely prepared this high dose mix of Panadol ahead of time with the intention of taking his own life. What he hadn't accounted for was his mother calling Jeffrey for help on the intercom, thus foiling his plans as he died by his brother's hand instead of his own. Post mortem examinations of Stephen and Helen's bodies were unable to determine in which order the two had died or their times of death. All pathologists could say for sure was that the stab wounds had been inflicted while the two were still alive and that they'd both died within minutes of being attacked. Samples taken from the carpet of the upper floor of the Gillams home tested positive for mineral turpentine or a similar flammable hydrocarbon liquid, indicating that Christopher had used an accelerant to start the fire. Searchers of the property didn't turn up any such containers, but given that mineral turpentine was sold in lightweight plastic bottles, investigators reasoned that any evidence relating to this would have been readily consumed by the fire without leaving a trace. For the death of his brother, Geoffrey Gillam was charged with murder and denied bail. He spent a month in the psychiatric unit of Long Bay Jail as He struggled to accept the magnitude of the situation. Friends and family rallied around him, providing whatever support they could to get him through this tragic. Jeffrey was eventually granted bail on the condition that he undergo psychological counselling and move in with a family friend who had been supporting him since his arrest. He faced trial for Christopher's murder in April 1995, where he pleaded guilty to the lesser charge of manslaughter. Two psychologists found that Jeffrey suffered from no ongoing mental disorder, psychiatric condition or violent tendencies. He'd simply reacted, albeit in a very extreme manner, to the circumstances he was presented with at the time. They were both of the view that there was minimal risk of Geoffrey offending again, that he showed deep remorse and that his prospects for rehabilitation were excellent. The Crown accepted Jeffrey's manslaughter plea and he was sentenced to a five year good behaviour bond, with the judge describing the whole situation as a remarkable human drama. Two months later, a coronial inquest was held to formally solidify the circumstances of Helen and Stephen's deaths. The coroner found that the couple had died by stab wounds inflicted by their son Christopher, and the case was officially closed. Geoffrey Gillam did his best to move on with his life, focusing on one small task at a time. He completed his engineering degree with honours and secured a stable job. His relationship with Hayley ended and he started dating a friend of his from university named Rebecca. The two developed a deep bond and began making plans for their future together, with a house, marriage and children on the horizon. After everything Geoffrey had been through, he worked hard to create the life he'd always envisioned for himself. Prior to the tragedy, many admired the way in which he was able to pick himself up and carry on. But for Jeffrey's paternal uncle, Tony Gillam, things weren't sitting right. Ever since the funerals of Stephen, Helen and Christopher, Tony Gillam had felt like something was a little off. He'd watched Geoffrey during the funerals and was surprised to see that he hadn't shed any tears. Even the sight of his family's coffins hadn't sparked any visible emotion. Tony had been in such a state of shock after the murders that he had taken half a year off work. Meanwhile, he felt like Jeffrey was carrying on as though he was unaffected, completing his university degree so quickly and with flying colours. When it took Jeffrey six months to collect his family's ashes, Tony started to get really suspicious. Tony found the allegations that Christopher had killed his parents over disputes about money to be completely without logic. Although Tony lived interstate and didn't visit his half brother and his family often. He had caught up with Stephen and Helen just six months before the murders and everything had seemed perfectly fine. If there had been tensions between them and their eldest son, they certainly hadn't shown it. Tony was also a bit taken aback by Jeffrey's claims that Christopher was the more shy and withdrawn member of the family. As far as Tony was concerned, it was Jeffrey who had always been the aloof one, whereas he'd always found Christopher to be friendly and talkative. If anything, Tony thought that Jeffrey was jealous of the extra care Christopher received from their parents and could be a bit of a bully. When the crime scene was examined, investigators had found a 25 litre jerry can containing roughly one litre of petrol in the small alcove at the front of the house where the bins were kept. There was also a freshly cut length of garden hose, which appeared to have been cut from a longer hose that ran from an outdoor tap to a boat in the carport. Jeffrey explained that on the night before the murders, he and his father had cut the hose in an attempt to siphon some petrol out of his car to use in one of their motorboats for an upcoming trip. They wanted to make two stroke fuel, but then realised the car contained the wrong kind of petrol. So they aborted their mission and put the jerrycan back near the bins. Tony found this hard to believe. Not only was it likely that Stephen Gillam would have the proper equipment needed to pump petrol without having to use this crude method, he had been scheduled to enter a golf tournament that Saturday. If there was no sense of urgency to get the boat ready, why would the two be outside so late on a cold winter night undertaking such an arduous task? A thought began to form in Tony's mind. Was it possible that Geoffrey was actually responsible for all three deaths and had created the story of his brother's so called psycho behaviour to set Christopher up for the crime? Tony wasn't the only one who felt this way. Ted and Jan Warner, the couple who lived next door to the Gillums, had been suspicious of Jeffrey's story ever since he knocked on their door on the morning of the murders. Despite claiming to have just stabbed his brother to death, there didn't appear to be any blood on him. Tad had looked Jeffrey up and down and the only blood he'd seen was on the little toe of Geoffrey's right foot and the shin of his left leg. There was also a spot of blood on one of his fingernails. Jan had noticed this too. In her view, the blood on Jeffrey's legs looked pale pink in colour as though he had tried to wash it off. While Geoffrey had been at the Warners home waiting for the firefighters to arrive, he'd switched between sitting on their light coloured leather couch and lying on their kitchen floor in the fetal position. Jan gave him a jumper to wear but instead of putting it on he just hugged it to his body. Afterwards, the Warners didn't notice any blood residue on the couch, floor or their white coloured telephone. After the police had taken Jeffrey in for questioning and cordoned off the house as a crime scene, Jan had turned to her husband and said, I think he's making it up. In 1996, after the coronial inquest had officially declared that Christopher was responsible for the deaths of Stephen and Helen, Jeffrey was able to apply for his share of the family's estate. He was only entitled to 50% with his four grandparents entitled to the rest. Given everything that Jeffrey had been through, three of his grandparents wanted Jeffrey to have their share to help him rebuild his life. However, Stephen's mother, Jeffrey's grandmother Jessie Gillamore, who lived in a house under Stephen's name, did not. Jeffrey sought further legal advice and discovered that he was actually entitled to 100% of his parents estate. This included their $900,000 home in Wurranorra, his father's boats as well as Jesse's house in Maryong. The paperwork was sent out to all of his grandparents to formally sign it over, but Jessie refused to do so. Jessie called her son Tony Gillum in a state of distress, saying that Jeffrey was trying to harass her into signing her entitlements back to him. It was at this point that Tony could no longer ignore the red flags. He flew to Sydney and visited the detective who had been in charge of the investigation. I've got my suspicions about Jeffrey, tony said. What the detective told him next was shocking. 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