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arms and laid it on the floor and cut it up there. Linda knelt on the floor for most of the grim butcher’s job while Charlotte sat on the toilet. They tossed each body part into the shower as they cut them off and this system seemed to work quite well.
    Over the next few hours, Charlotte became tired from cutting and said her right arm was sore. Every forty-five minutes or so she would sit on the toilet seat and rest for a few minutes while Linda took over the cutting. Both women alternated between using the knife to cut the victim’s flesh and the hammer to break his bones, by repeatedly chipping at them.
    During the rest periods, whichever sister was not disposing of Farah’s body would spend their time using the bath towels to clean the excess blood from the floor. There were two large holes in the floor, which had been caused by the hammer slipping when they were beating Farah’s leg earlier in the night.
    While her children were cutting up the body, Kathleen remained in the living room, leaving her daughters to get on with the grim deed. Charlotte and Linda next cut off both Farah’s arms, halfway between the elbow and shoulder blade. This took longer than you would imagine because the dead man was so lean and muscular; there was no fat on him at all. The Stanley knife was used for this and although it was small, its blade was very sharp and was perfect for getting past the difficult muscle. After the arms and legs were removed, they severed Noor’s two thighs from below the hipbone.
    Thirty-nine-year-old Farah Swaleh Noor had been alive and well only a few hours before but now all that remained of him was the upper part of his body, from his hips to his head. But the sisters were far from finished. They used the knife to cut off his midriff and opened up the stomach in the process. Farah’s stomach was already riddled with massive gaping wounds from where Charlotte had repeatedly plunged the knife into his chest. When the stomach was exposed it was almost too much for Linda to bear. She was especially disgusted by what they were doing and regularly used her top to cover her face to shield herself from the stink of the remains. The deep, foul smell of the gut and entrails in an open stomach would be enough to make even the most experienced medical technician retch. She nearly got physically sick. They left the Ireland jersey on the body in a vain attempt to contain some of the smell. In the days and weeks following the murder, Linda could not sleep. She was kept awake at night with the memory of the lingering scent of human flesh being opened up. Somehow they kept to the task at hand and cut the midriff through the spine until it separated, leaving only the upper part of the body from the ribs to the head remaining.
    Linda studied the severed midriff and noticed that Farah Noor was still wearing his underpants. She remembered the stories that Kathleen had recently told her about being raped by Farah.
    She took her knife and pulled down Farah’s underpants. She grabbed the top of his penis and took it between the thumb and index finger of her left hand. Using her right hand, she sliced through the penis section, ignoring the testicles. It had shrunk with the cold mixture of water and congealed blood. She took the two-inch penis and tossed it into the shower with the other human remains.
    ‘There, you little fucking prick,’ she whispered. ‘Now you will never rape my ma again.’

    The job of cutting Farah Swaleh Noor up took the Mulhall sisters over four hours. The blade on the bread knife was serrated and was not much use for the grim task of dismembering human remains, while the Stanley knife was essentially too small. But after hours of frantic work and intense effort all that remained of Farah Swaleh Noor was his torso and head. Linda and Charlotte were shattered after the night of murder and butchery. This was in marked contrast to Kathleen who had not taken part in either the murder or dismemberment –