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preparing an evening meal . They kissed in greeting and Graham set about organising the drinks of tea and buttering of bread.
       Over the meal, Bethany asked about the trip and if it had resolved anything.
       “No, not really,” Graham said. “I am certain that it’s connected to the Kylie murder but there‘s no evidence available yet . The area was clean, just as with Kylie and there were no signs of a struggle . Another mystery, it seems.”
                 
    Three days later, Graham was in his office at Scotland Yard, trying to link the two recent killings, with the sparse information of the latest one hampering his attempts . All that there was to show, was the similar killing ground, the lack of struggle, the incidence of sexual activity, the relative neatness of the victims clothing, the suspicion of poison being administered and the failure to find out how . In the last case, even poisoning had not been immediately evident but Graham knew it would be so.
    He opened the post on his desk and was pleased to find among it, the pathology report, together with the forensic report . There was also a memorandum from Sergeant Flint to say that the path to the scene had revealed nothing at all and that house to house inquiries had been carried out but had been fruitless.
       One good thing to appear was the DNA result taken from the semen found inside the girl’s body and on her thighs . This could now be compared . Calling a WPC into the office, Graham instructed her to take the DNA report to the lab for comparison with the DNA record attached to the Kylie Johnson murder . He wanted the comparison to be done immediately and he told the constable to wait in the lab until it was ready . She was then to bring it straight back to him.
       Graham turned his attention to the reports in front of him . Forensics had recovered hair samples from Debbie’s body; body hair and pubic hair that had tested to be from a male person . It had been possible to check these with the hair taken from Kylie’s dress and they had come up with patterns matching those of ‘Unknown assailant in the murder of Kylie Johnson.’
       So, the same person had carried out the crime . It was pleasing to Graham that his hunch was right but he was still no nearer to solving the crimes . Pebbles and samples of earth had proved only that Debbie had taken the footpath, as suspected, and that she had veered from that to the clearing where she was found . Again, as with Kylie, there were no other traces of her killer.
       The motive, too, was elusive . Clearly, there had been a sexual element but it could never be described as rape, in the true sense of the meaning . The victim here had appeared to be willing . Of course, in the Johnson case, the crime of sex with a minor had been ruled out .   Robbery was simply not a factor.
       Graham then turned to the pathologist’s report, knowing that it would yield little, if anything . Sure enough, the cause of death was diagnosed but not the method . A small amount of strychnine had been found in the blood stream – so it was murder - but even a small amount would be enough to generate a quick and agonising death . Again, there was no visible point of entry, as of a syringe . The tiny punctures that had been found were diagnosed as being from a flu jab and they were beginning to heal and fade.
       Just then, there was a knock on the office door and the WPC entered, carrying a thin, buff coloured folder clutched to her chest . She handed it to Graham . “Is that all, sir?”
       “Yes, WPC, and thank you,” said Graham, offering a weak smile, before opening the folder . As the officer left, he looked at the brief notes, which were largely couched in technical terms . However, pictures of the two sets of strands, set side by side, were shown on the last page, with a third picture showing one sample placed on top of the other . He didn’t need to read the result to know that they