BODY IN BENTON CANAL
Ann Mary Kelly, ' a dark red-haired,' blue eyes, forty-year-old winnowed Woman.; was born' On January 3, 1920, and Educated at Thornton Girls High School. She grew up in a douse house.
She worked in the packing department at the White-Green Street industrial factory on Westhampton's outskirts.
On Thursday, July 23, 1960, 'At 6.30 pm, she was on her way home from her place of employment,' She'd been' sacked for being late' again, the other two previous times. She did this; she gets spanked by her manager, over her knee'.
Martha Joanie Coles took her into a back bedroom of her house, sat on a bed, lay Ann across her knee,' lifted her dress,' pulled down her underwear, and gave her ten smacks on Ann's bare bottom.
She was unable to sit down for a few weeks or two,' has she done to all her girls who misbehaved in that Manner,' this was why some of the girls left her and started selling sex on the streets of Benton' that get them killed late at night 'they'd walk the streets of Benton looking for men',
Ann had told everyone that her husband was dead when he;' wasn't. He'd left her some years ago for a younger woman named Valrie Jane Mills, whom he fell in love with.
'Ann's private life was a closed book to those she had worked with on the street.' She never told anyone where she came from or what she did for a living. When they asked her, she replied, 'AM a London girl. I. Was a Scottish from the Westend.'
'This was the last time Martha had seen Ann alive. ' She was wearing a black mini skirt, a pale brown blouse, matching tights, and a missing light blue NHS handbag.
Martha was the main suspect,' in the murder' was taken into Benton police station' and queried for six hours about the way she dealt with the girls that worked for her and where she was on the night inquestan '
Her alibi on the night of 'Ann's Murder,' Martha told the police,' She was home in bed with the flu; this 'what she told 'them, but was she? A witness said they saw her at around midnight walking the streets looking for Ann, but why was she looking for her???'
Early that morning, before she went out to work, 'she had a row with her Father, William Oliver Kelly, a Church Minister, about money and her secret love affair with a police officer.
A married man with a wife and family. After the arrangement, 'she left work' went absent from her house and never returned.' She had a habit of saying out all night with men
She'd been in love with this police officer; they had feelings for each other; this was when a police officer went missing on the same day as she did, on July 28; he 'was last seen leaving the Benton police station around 4 15 pm that day; he picks Ann up from her workplace '; He dropped her off outside the Canal public house' they kissed goodbye,' and he drove away and left her to walk home on her own
She took a shortcut across a green field to Benton Canal. She turned to prostitution and walked the streets to earn a living later on Tuesday evening, at about eight zero clocks.'
She met her boyfriend, an ex-policeman, Thomas Sim�n Jackson, who tried to be a private detective but wasn't good at it.
He couldn't make a living, so he turned to sell newspapers on the streets of Benton." Read all about it Murder on Benton cut', the bodies cut up' 'Rippers' identities unknown
Simons is wearing an old-fashioned black morning suit, a 'Billycock hat.' light, red shoes with sky blue laces.
That night, they met at the Jack Chapmen public house, an old Victorian pub on Madison Street on the west side of Benton, a small town in the West Midlands on the city's outskirts.
This shop is where low-income people shop over the road from the Wellington charity shop.
In the early hours of that morning, Tommy Ackler Brown and Frank Ricky 0rheson.The owners of the shop 'were murdered in barred daylight. No one knew why they 'were targeted or "why';
On the day of the murders, they were in the back of the shop doing the VAT 'reseats,' did they see or hear something; 'they 'shouldn't have? They claimed they could identify the killer and knew what he looked like, or did they?
Thomas waited for her until closing time; she never turned up. At midnight, he left the pub' walked out the door,' and down the steps to a red telephone box just outside the pub' calls the police,'
He walked around the streets looking for her,' asking people in Whiteline Street.'
If 'they'd seen her', some said they had, and others said they 'hadn't seen her or cared what happened to her,'
''She'd walked across the road to Benton Court, where she had lived.' Benton Housing owned the apartments, which were part of Benton City Council. ' The tenants fought to get repairs done sometimes; they had to call them back to do the job again that they should've done right in the first place.'
She took the dull-red brick shirt to the second floor of the one-bedroom apartment; as 'she turned her head 'she heard footsteps behind her' and followed her home, but when she looked again, she couldn't see anyone.
As 'she got to her front door', she put the key into the door,' pushed the door open when the killer jumped out, dragged her to a step, sat down on it, put her over his knee, spanked her, then with a small penknife he slit her throat and killed her.
'she'd managed to pull herself.' her almost dead body was inside the building near the stairway, where she died on the concrete floor,' this is when the killer starts to cut up the body,' wrapped it in a black bag
.It was litter after six o'clock,' on a Spring Saturday evening when her body; was discovered in the building By Joseph Patrick Nicholson; the rent man. A tall, dark-haired English man dressed in a red suit that came down to his backside' glasses' 'he'd come to collect her back rent.
As he walked to the door, he tipped over a black bag, revealing a human hand with rings on,' where he found 'her body;' she was lying on her back across the stairway in a pool of blood; she was covered all over in blood,
The body had 'been mutilated and cut up to two parts' warped in a black bin liner that pit open',
He ran out of the building to a payphone and entered a small black box with small windows. He dialled 999 and got through to the telephone switchboard. Called the police when he felt sick intermittently on that day.'
He was seriously ill, dragged himself to the telephone,' asked to 'be 'put through to Benton Police station to report what 'he'd found in the doorway', a 'Woman's voice spoke.
"Good;' evening. Can I help you, Sir,"
Yes, "I'd like to report a murder,"
"What murder?'
'When did this happen?"
'Who's the victim;
A young woman, it happened between five and six this evening. I found her body at Benton Court apartments,' she was lying in the stairway when I went to collect the rent from her early on today.'
"Tell me where you are, sir?"
"I'm in a call box just outside her apartment. Her body has been cut up."
"Stay there. Sir. officers are on their way to the investigation, "
"Are they?"
"Yes, they are.
Where there any witnesses,"
No, I didn't see anyone else around there."
No one had seen this happen; those who lived in the apartment block upstairs and downstairs said that they never saw anyone doing anything to this Woman, or if they did, they kept quiet about it because the killer 'was' thought to be a famous film star, Winston Sean Blake,
A well-known film and TV 'acter or the son of John Charles Whitman, the 3rd Duke of Benton' Prince Whitman claimed that he was in New York at the time of her death,
'This what he'd told the police at the time. Still, no one remembered seeing him get off an aeroplane or anywhere in 'New York; he was a bit of a Gambler who lost money to the gangster criminals of the underworld who killed anyone who got in their way.
The man they put on the case is their best man, Chief Inspector Colin John Towns of Scotland Yard, a flying squad officer; he did everything by the book and was a hard man.
He didn't stand any messing about, like the reports on his desk sharp by excellent zero clocks the next day, and if they won't pile. God helped those who disobeyed him. He wasn't the kind of man who didn't take this lightly.
There were times 'when he'd given the team a dressing down. Some of his squad hated him, and some even considered killing him.
He arrived with his team of Detectives and Doctor Crawford, a female forensic Doctor who examined the bodies. She set up a lab in the basement at Benton station. Those at the station heated them;
On the wall, the time on the clock was 3,50 a.m. in the early hours of the Morning' she sat at a desk, leaning back in a leather office chair, reading about the victim when a phone rang; she got out of the chair,'
She walked over to the desk, picked up the receiver, placed her hand over the mouthpiece, and listened momentarily. No one spoke, so she took a nip of spring water. Then she put the phone down and sat at the desk in Deep thought.
The witness said that on her way home, Ann looked behind her, and she saw a shadowy figure of a five-foot-tall man with long dark red hair come down to his back.
'He's wearing an old nineteen seventies raincoat with a belt and wearing a black dark dear seeker or a tile hat on his head.
Some say he was a tall, dark-haired bearded man with glasses and a hood over his head; others said he was a small tin man with snow-white hair dressed in black from head to foot, no glassies,' walked with a limp,' he lived around the airer of Benton' he had to know the airer well and those kinds of women.
She 'was' attacked from behind. She 'could not see the killer's face or what he was wearing', she' was' killed two days before, and her body had 'been' dumped there.
by someone, but who and why?'
No one had missed her until they read it in the newspapers or heard It on the radio and saw it on the TV News; the press was on the case before the police," A reporter, Frederick Graham York of the Dexter Star, a newspaper, reported that the law did not know who or where the killer came from or if he was male or female.
At the time of the murder. she was seen by Martin Arthur Hauxwell, who walked past the canal on his way to work; he said he had seen her leaving the lodging house at 'six '0 clocks that night with someone in a long black jacket, but couldn't see the person's face, or ' don't know who or if he was male or female.
At eight that day, she walked down to Benton Docks' she'd caught Princess Diana a file beat to London and 'seen coughing 'down the Canal with two young men';
The police patrolled the streets looking for these men and wanted to speak to them to eliminate them from their investigation; they were never found, so who were they?'
She was a kind woman who played sex games with men by showing her underwear; this was why the killer wanted her,' an Eyelashes said they'd.
I saw her leave the Thatcher public house that night in her underwear with a man in a grey suit getting into a royal car with a Furness on the 'front door. The car belonged to a royal house owner.'
She was 'on her way home'. They said they saw a man in a long, dark black, old-fashioned jacket,' a flat brown cap carrying something over his left shoulder wrapped in a black bag and throwing it into the Sidney cut. What 'was it that he had thrown in there?...
Detective Chief Inspector Jack Laurence Martin and Detective Sergeant Doris Anne Cowell of the Benton Canal police investigated the death 'they're convinced' the ex-police officer Nelson at the time was involved in the murder,' a love letter and a pocket-handkerchief belonging to the police officer' was found on the victim's body with his instals on and was covered in blood.
Martin of the Canal police who investigated the death' 'is convinced the police officer at the time was involved in the murder,' a car belonging to this police officer was found at the scene.
on the back seat, they found the body of Sophie Wessex, a young female police officer with her skirt and underwear missing' rad marks on her bottom as if.' 'She'd 'been 'spanked'.
The post-mortem revealed this and several other injuries on her back, bruises on her face, and two black eyes from a man's hand or fist.
On the back seat in the back of the police vehicle beside her body, they found a letter from the killer addressed to the police signed the spanking Ripper; the killer was playing games with them, and he wanted to 'be caught but wasn't,
"Before I killed her, I put her over my knee and spanked her, then with a small penknife, I slit her throat and threw the knife in the bin taken away by the binmen.
"The next one, I will Cane her bare bottom, cut off the fingers, and send them to the police. "Who could not catch Jack the Ripper, could you?"
The inspector read the letter and said he was playing with us and wanted to "be 'caught, didn't he?
"Well, he will be."
Each day, cancelbots passed where the body 'was' found, and from this day, no one has found out who committed this crime or who killed this Woman.' even the Benton Police 'could not work out who did it or why they did it.
On a sizzling summer July morning in 1960,' the police broke down doors and dragged the Canals for poof who did or did not kill this Woman and speak to people in the neighbourhood like shopkeepers they claimed that. They never heard or saw anything or anyone hanging around.
The police never found anything other than her body parts and a thin, dark grey coat that belonged to her,
At four zero clocks on that day in an old, codenamed house just outside Benton Town Hall, the police officer's body 'was found shot twice through the back of his head, and he was left for dead' until five days later when a WPC Frances Sunan Yeats drove pasted saw a police car.' I'm still there at three in the afternoon. '
She stopped her vehicle, left it, and walked across the road to the other car, looking for the driver. But he was nowhere to be seen. She started to investigate and called out his name.
"Thomas, where are you?".
She applied the car that had crashed into the wall. She looked through the window and saw the radio shamed in, and a police officer's man's element was in the back seat with a notebook open. She thought to herself, this is Ooid.
She tried to open the car door to look through the notebook,' when she had an electric shock go through her whole body 'she passed out on the floor an hour later 'she woke up and the car had gone, she asked herself'.
"What's happened? Where is he and where's the car?"
"What could have happened to him???
"I must find him and ask him why
He had not come to work. Yesterday, he said he was working on a case. Was he? 'Who was This 'Woman? He was having an affair 'with and where is she now? Why hasn't she reported him missing?
Who was 'she? And why had 'she gone missing, too? "Is she dead? " She shook her head and said, is he the killer? Someone knows where they are, don't they? Why hasn't anyone come forward ???
She looked around and found the telephone box that he called in from,' she tried it, but it was dead the winners had 'been' cut as '
She looked back to her car and found it smacked up. When she heard a shot coming from the old Gas Works over the road, she walked around looking for the person. She couldn't see anyone around the place, and the view was distorted.
WPC Yeats needed to get to a phone to call the station, but the next phone box was two miles away in the next town,
The killer was out there somewhere around this airer, and she was on foot; she started to walk, looking behind her each time; she'd gone without anything to eat and a drink. For four hours
If she could make it to the May brick public house a mile away, a phone was in there. And if she could only make it to the Superintendent's home, it was just a mile from the pub.
Her heart is suffering 'through this ideal; she is dying and needs medical attention. She dragged herself to a nearby telephone box, and with a trip of her fingers, she passed 999.
Ann Mary Kelly, ' a dark red-haired,' blue eyes, forty-year-old winnowed Woman.; was born' On January 3, 1920, and Educated at Thornton Girls High School. She grew up in a douse house.
She worked in the packing department at the White-Green Street industrial factory on Westhampton's outskirts.
On Thursday, July 23, 1960, 'At 6.30 pm, she was on her way home from her place of employment,' She'd been' sacked for being late' again, the other two previous times. She did this; she gets spanked by her manager, over her knee'.
Martha Joanie Coles took her into a back bedroom of her house, sat on a bed, lay Ann across her knee,' lifted her dress,' pulled down her underwear, and gave her ten smacks on Ann's bare bottom.
She was unable to sit down for a few weeks or two,' has she done to all her girls who misbehaved in that Manner,' this was why some of the girls left her and started selling sex on the streets of Benton' that get them killed late at night 'they'd walk the streets of Benton looking for men',
Ann had told everyone that her husband was dead when he;' wasn't. He'd left her some years ago for a younger woman named Valrie Jane Mills, whom he fell in love with.
'Ann's private life was a closed book to those she had worked with on the street.' She never told anyone where she came from or what she did for a living. When they asked her, she replied, 'AM a London girl. I. Was a Scottish from the Westend.'
'This was the last time Martha had seen Ann alive. ' She was wearing a black mini skirt, a pale brown blouse, matching tights, and a missing light blue NHS handbag.
Martha was the main suspect,' in the murder' was taken into Benton police station' and queried for six hours about the way she dealt with the girls that worked for her and where she was on the night inquestan '
Her alibi on the night of 'Ann's Murder,' Martha told the police,' She was home in bed with the flu; this 'what she told 'them, but was she? A witness said they saw her at around midnight walking the streets looking for Ann, but why was she looking for her???'
Early that morning, before she went out to work, 'she had a row with her Father, William Oliver Kelly, a Church Minister, about money and her secret love affair with a police officer.
A married man with a wife and family. After the arrangement, 'she left work' went absent from her house and never returned.' She had a habit of saying out all night with men
She'd been in love with this police officer; they had feelings for each other; this was when a police officer went missing on the same day as she did, on July 28; he 'was last seen leaving the Benton police station around 4 15 pm that day; he picks Ann up from her workplace '; He dropped her off outside the Canal public house' they kissed goodbye,' and he drove away and left her to walk home on her own
She took a shortcut across a green field to Benton Canal. She turned to prostitution and walked the streets to earn a living later on Tuesday evening, at about eight zero clocks.'
She met her boyfriend, an ex-policeman, Thomas Sim�n Jackson, who tried to be a private detective but wasn't good at it.
He couldn't make a living, so he turned to sell newspapers on the streets of Benton." Read all about it Murder on Benton cut', the bodies cut up' 'Rippers' identities unknown
Simons is wearing an old-fashioned black morning suit, a 'Billycock hat.' light, red shoes with sky blue laces.
That night, they met at the Jack Chapmen public house, an old Victorian pub on Madison Street on the west side of Benton, a small town in the West Midlands on the city's outskirts.
This shop is where low-income people shop over the road from the Wellington charity shop.
In the early hours of that morning, Tommy Ackler Brown and Frank Ricky 0rheson.The owners of the shop 'were murdered in barred daylight. No one knew why they 'were targeted or "why';
On the day of the murders, they were in the back of the shop doing the VAT 'reseats,' did they see or hear something; 'they 'shouldn't have? They claimed they could identify the killer and knew what he looked like, or did they?
Thomas waited for her until closing time; she never turned up. At midnight, he left the pub' walked out the door,' and down the steps to a red telephone box just outside the pub' calls the police,'
He walked around the streets looking for her,' asking people in Whiteline Street.'
If 'they'd seen her', some said they had, and others said they 'hadn't seen her or cared what happened to her,'
''She'd walked across the road to Benton Court, where she had lived.' Benton Housing owned the apartments, which were part of Benton City Council. ' The tenants fought to get repairs done sometimes; they had to call them back to do the job again that they should've done right in the first place.'
She took the dull-red brick shirt to the second floor of the one-bedroom apartment; as 'she turned her head 'she heard footsteps behind her' and followed her home, but when she looked again, she couldn't see anyone.
As 'she got to her front door', she put the key into the door,' pushed the door open when the killer jumped out, dragged her to a step, sat down on it, put her over his knee, spanked her, then with a small penknife he slit her throat and killed her.
'she'd managed to pull herself.' her almost dead body was inside the building near the stairway, where she died on the concrete floor,' this is when the killer starts to cut up the body,' wrapped it in a black bag
.It was litter after six o'clock,' on a Spring Saturday evening when her body; was discovered in the building By Joseph Patrick Nicholson; the rent man. A tall, dark-haired English man dressed in a red suit that came down to his backside' glasses' 'he'd come to collect her back rent.
As he walked to the door, he tipped over a black bag, revealing a human hand with rings on,' where he found 'her body;' she was lying on her back across the stairway in a pool of blood; she was covered all over in blood,
The body had 'been mutilated and cut up to two parts' warped in a black bin liner that pit open',
He ran out of the building to a payphone and entered a small black box with small windows. He dialled 999 and got through to the telephone switchboard. Called the police when he felt sick intermittently on that day.'
He was seriously ill, dragged himself to the telephone,' asked to 'be 'put through to Benton Police station to report what 'he'd found in the doorway', a 'Woman's voice spoke.
"Good;' evening. Can I help you, Sir,"
Yes, "I'd like to report a murder,"
"What murder?'
'When did this happen?"
'Who's the victim;
A young woman, it happened between five and six this evening. I found her body at Benton Court apartments,' she was lying in the stairway when I went to collect the rent from her early on today.'
"Tell me where you are, sir?"
"I'm in a call box just outside her apartment. Her body has been cut up."
"Stay there. Sir. officers are on their way to the investigation, "
"Are they?"
"Yes, they are.
Where there any witnesses,"
No, I didn't see anyone else around there."
No one had seen this happen; those who lived in the apartment block upstairs and downstairs said that they never saw anyone doing anything to this Woman, or if they did, they kept quiet about it because the killer 'was' thought to be a famous film star, Winston Sean Blake,
A well-known film and TV 'acter or the son of John Charles Whitman, the 3rd Duke of Benton' Prince Whitman claimed that he was in New York at the time of her death,
'This what he'd told the police at the time. Still, no one remembered seeing him get off an aeroplane or anywhere in 'New York; he was a bit of a Gambler who lost money to the gangster criminals of the underworld who killed anyone who got in their way.
The man they put on the case is their best man, Chief Inspector Colin John Towns of Scotland Yard, a flying squad officer; he did everything by the book and was a hard man.
He didn't stand any messing about, like the reports on his desk sharp by excellent zero clocks the next day, and if they won't pile. God helped those who disobeyed him. He wasn't the kind of man who didn't take this lightly.
There were times 'when he'd given the team a dressing down. Some of his squad hated him, and some even considered killing him.
He arrived with his team of Detectives and Doctor Crawford, a female forensic Doctor who examined the bodies. She set up a lab in the basement at Benton station. Those at the station heated them;
On the wall, the time on the clock was 3,50 a.m. in the early hours of the Morning' she sat at a desk, leaning back in a leather office chair, reading about the victim when a phone rang; she got out of the chair,'
She walked over to the desk, picked up the receiver, placed her hand over the mouthpiece, and listened momentarily. No one spoke, so she took a nip of spring water. Then she put the phone down and sat at the desk in Deep thought.
The witness said that on her way home, Ann looked behind her, and she saw a shadowy figure of a five-foot-tall man with long dark red hair come down to his back.
'He's wearing an old nineteen seventies raincoat with a belt and wearing a black dark dear seeker or a tile hat on his head.
Some say he was a tall, dark-haired bearded man with glasses and a hood over his head; others said he was a small tin man with snow-white hair dressed in black from head to foot, no glassies,' walked with a limp,' he lived around the airer of Benton' he had to know the airer well and those kinds of women.
She 'was' attacked from behind. She 'could not see the killer's face or what he was wearing', she' was' killed two days before, and her body had 'been' dumped there.
by someone, but who and why?'
No one had missed her until they read it in the newspapers or heard It on the radio and saw it on the TV News; the press was on the case before the police," A reporter, Frederick Graham York of the Dexter Star, a newspaper, reported that the law did not know who or where the killer came from or if he was male or female.
At the time of the murder. she was seen by Martin Arthur Hauxwell, who walked past the canal on his way to work; he said he had seen her leaving the lodging house at 'six '0 clocks that night with someone in a long black jacket, but couldn't see the person's face, or ' don't know who or if he was male or female.
At eight that day, she walked down to Benton Docks' she'd caught Princess Diana a file beat to London and 'seen coughing 'down the Canal with two young men';
The police patrolled the streets looking for these men and wanted to speak to them to eliminate them from their investigation; they were never found, so who were they?'
She was a kind woman who played sex games with men by showing her underwear; this was why the killer wanted her,' an Eyelashes said they'd.
I saw her leave the Thatcher public house that night in her underwear with a man in a grey suit getting into a royal car with a Furness on the 'front door. The car belonged to a royal house owner.'
She was 'on her way home'. They said they saw a man in a long, dark black, old-fashioned jacket,' a flat brown cap carrying something over his left shoulder wrapped in a black bag and throwing it into the Sidney cut. What 'was it that he had thrown in there?...
Detective Chief Inspector Jack Laurence Martin and Detective Sergeant Doris Anne Cowell of the Benton Canal police investigated the death 'they're convinced' the ex-police officer Nelson at the time was involved in the murder,' a love letter and a pocket-handkerchief belonging to the police officer' was found on the victim's body with his instals on and was covered in blood.
Martin of the Canal police who investigated the death' 'is convinced the police officer at the time was involved in the murder,' a car belonging to this police officer was found at the scene.
on the back seat, they found the body of Sophie Wessex, a young female police officer with her skirt and underwear missing' rad marks on her bottom as if.' 'She'd 'been 'spanked'.
The post-mortem revealed this and several other injuries on her back, bruises on her face, and two black eyes from a man's hand or fist.
On the back seat in the back of the police vehicle beside her body, they found a letter from the killer addressed to the police signed the spanking Ripper; the killer was playing games with them, and he wanted to 'be caught but wasn't,
"Before I killed her, I put her over my knee and spanked her, then with a small penknife, I slit her throat and threw the knife in the bin taken away by the binmen.
"The next one, I will Cane her bare bottom, cut off the fingers, and send them to the police. "Who could not catch Jack the Ripper, could you?"
The inspector read the letter and said he was playing with us and wanted to "be 'caught, didn't he?
"Well, he will be."
Each day, cancelbots passed where the body 'was' found, and from this day, no one has found out who committed this crime or who killed this Woman.' even the Benton Police 'could not work out who did it or why they did it.
On a sizzling summer July morning in 1960,' the police broke down doors and dragged the Canals for poof who did or did not kill this Woman and speak to people in the neighbourhood like shopkeepers they claimed that. They never heard or saw anything or anyone hanging around.
The police never found anything other than her body parts and a thin, dark grey coat that belonged to her,
At four zero clocks on that day in an old, codenamed house just outside Benton Town Hall, the police officer's body 'was found shot twice through the back of his head, and he was left for dead' until five days later when a WPC Frances Sunan Yeats drove pasted saw a police car.' I'm still there at three in the afternoon. '
She stopped her vehicle, left it, and walked across the road to the other car, looking for the driver. But he was nowhere to be seen. She started to investigate and called out his name.
"Thomas, where are you?".
She applied the car that had crashed into the wall. She looked through the window and saw the radio shamed in, and a police officer's man's element was in the back seat with a notebook open. She thought to herself, this is Ooid.
She tried to open the car door to look through the notebook,' when she had an electric shock go through her whole body 'she passed out on the floor an hour later 'she woke up and the car had gone, she asked herself'.
"What's happened? Where is he and where's the car?"
"What could have happened to him???
"I must find him and ask him why
He had not come to work. Yesterday, he said he was working on a case. Was he? 'Who was This 'Woman? He was having an affair 'with and where is she now? Why hasn't she reported him missing?
Who was 'she? And why had 'she gone missing, too? "Is she dead? " She shook her head and said, is he the killer? Someone knows where they are, don't they? Why hasn't anyone come forward ???
She looked around and found the telephone box that he called in from,' she tried it, but it was dead the winners had 'been' cut as '
She looked back to her car and found it smacked up. When she heard a shot coming from the old Gas Works over the road, she walked around looking for the person. She couldn't see anyone around the place, and the view was distorted.
WPC Yeats needed to get to a phone to call the station, but the next phone box was two miles away in the next town,
The killer was out there somewhere around this airer, and she was on foot; she started to walk, looking behind her each time; she'd gone without anything to eat and a drink. For four hours
If she could make it to the May brick public house a mile away, a phone was in there. And if she could only make it to the Superintendent's home, it was just a mile from the pub.
Her heart is suffering 'through this ideal; she is dying and needs medical attention. She dragged herself to a nearby telephone box, and with a trip of her fingers, she passed 999.
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