Murder: Joint Enterprise Page #3

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and together we killed her sister?!

F*** me.

He'll have no godfather now.

Stefan Hollick, 25, of Springhill, Doncaster.

All this, it could bring her back.

Coleen Lowell, 23,

Flat 4/5, Caxton House, Vernon Road, Basford, Nottingham.

So this is the story of what's just happened.

I said, "When the Detective Inspector asked you

"if you'd hit your sister at the flat,

"why did you make no clear reply?"

I said, "Stefan Hollick is a man of violence."

I showed her the documents. She could be in no doubt.

I said, "It was you that said not to accept the drinks from him.

"It was you that wanted to leave the pub and go and get the tattoo.

"It was you that said to ignore him.

"On all counts your instincts were proved right

"and tragedy followed because your instincts were overruled.

"It's an absurdity that they've got you here.

"Why did you make no clear reply to DI Sheehy's question?"

She said, "Because I hit her." I said "Yes, you did..."

I said, "We've all seen that.

"We've all seen that on the video footage from the pub,

"on Deena Pritchard's camera phone.

"It forms part of the evidence against you.

"She said, "No," but I said, "Yes, I'm afraid so.

"It's there for all to see on the camera phone.

"There's no getting away from it."

Oh.

I said, "The boyfriend, H...

"..another man of violence -

"are you protecting him?"

She looked at me then.

I said, "The bite mark, the bite mark on your sister's arm...

"..not a playful bite. A deep bite.

"A bloody bite...

"Two men of violence...

"Two men who like to hurt women."

I said, "Should I get that bite mark forensically examined?"

She had a tear in the corner of each eye,

she didn't trust herself to speak, but she nodded.

I said, "In that case, I will."

I never bit no-one.

There's no way they can make me take that test.

Tooth's broke anyhow.

The bite mark is hers.

HE WHISPERS:

"I have a confession to make...

"I have a confession to make... I have a confession to make, my Lord.

"I have a confession to make, my Lord.

"I bit my wife...

"I have a confession to make, my Lord.

"I bit my wife last night...

"I have a confession to make, my Lord. I bit my wife last night...

"..but I can assure you my intention was very far from murderous."

It'll make the jury uncomfortable but they won't forget it.

"The prosecution are going to worm things out of you in court

"and you're going to look like a nasty liar, so tell me them now."

That's my brief.

Aka, he already thinks I look like a nasty little liar

and he doesn't want me living up to appearances.

I'm a decorated f***ing war hero.

He says, "Yeah, yeah, no, we'll make sure they're aware of that."

Coleen wanted me to have sex with her sister.

She was a virgin.

So I said, "I will if I can have you first."

"Yeah, that's in your statement to the police," he said.

I said, "Patience...

"After Erin caught us at it, she went and fetched a kitchen knife,

"chased Coleen into the bathroom

"and then tied the washing line round the door handle.

I tried to get her to do it then, but she'd changed her mind..."

"Are you saying you tried to rape Erin Lowell?"

"Well, I was pretty far past f***ing base camp with her sister

"when all hell broke loose. How would YOU feel?"

"Are you saying you tried to rape Erin Lowell...?"

"She wanted to have sex with me...

"They both wanted that."

"But did you try and rape her?"

"Well, I won't be making that mistake again.

"She'd kept that knife nice and handy."

"And what did you do to her...?"

He said, "Do you really think they're not going to ask you this in court?"

Right, "I pushed her on the bed."

He's like, "The bed where she was found dead?"

I felt like saying, "Whose f***ing side are you on?

"I don't know where she was found dead

"cos she was live and kicking when I left that flat."

"Anything else...?"

"Yeah, I might have given her a slap or two."

"Now when you say, 'a slap'..."

I said, "I mean a slap.

"She tried to f***ing stab me with that knife..."

"And what did you do...?"

"I ran...and I stole Erin Lowell's handbag from the hallway..."

"But you didn't kill her?" he says.

"No, I didn't kill her."

"You've told me everything?"

"I've told you everything." "Do you feel better?"

I said, "What kind of a c*nt steals a woman's handbag

"after trying to rape her?"

He says, "A thief and a rapist."

She came to me in a dream and said, "Scatter my ashes there."

Mum, not Erin.

I got a visiting order.

I thought it was someone's sick joke at first.

It said, "Ms E Lowell."

All I could think was Erin...

Erin coming to visit me.

The girl in the next cell did my hair and nails, erm,

and lent me these trousers.

The top, my friend from work brought in, shoes I had.

Didn't know if she'd want to see me.

I haven't been in contact.

Very often I was about to, but...

She might only want to see me to tell me to go to hell!

The mother and child reunion.

You know, I said to Erin,

I said and I said, and I said, "She'll be back.

"She'll be back..."

And now here she is!

Coleen hasn't seen her mother since she was 14...

..but every time she mentioned her she just glowed -

she was 14 again.

I'm thinking, "I need this woman in the public gallery."

Oh, yeah, we could all get our f***ing mothers in!

You think that's justice?

"My mum says I didn't do it"?!

F*** off.

No, actually, knowing my mum, she would probably say,

"Yeah, well, he might have done, yeah."

I was a f***-up as a mum...

I don't know if she'll want to see me.

I've thought about this day a million times...

What would I say? At first I had loads of questions but not now.

I know what I'm going to say.

I'm just going to say, "Don't ever go away again."

They were cruel to each other.

They said cruel things ABOUT each other.

"You're fat." "You look like a man."

"You look like a lesbian."

"Your skin looks like meat," Erin said once...to her sister.

Whatever they could think of to hurt the other one the most.

I didn't know what to do.

Always fighting.

What should a mother do?

I'd been diagnosed with cancer. I needed to tell them.

When I came home from work, they were pulling each other's hair out.

Great clumps of hair. Fighting.

Biting. Kicking. There was blood.

I told Erin I'd started my period and she didn't believe me.

I showed her the pad, and she said that weren't menstrual blood,

that I'd cut myself and put it on there.

They didn't hear me shouting, so I thought,

"Well, I'll go round the park for ten minutes." That was all.

"And then when I come back home they'll be calm,

"and I'll be able to tell them what I need to tell them."

So I said, "Where have I cut myself then? Where, where?"

I was pulling my clothes off. "Where?"

So I did go round the park.

And then I went in The Royal.

And when I came out of The Royal...

I got on a bus.

It's not like I stood there waiting at the bus stop.

It was there already when I came out.

A bus looks cheerful in the dark, lit up inside.

But when I got off the bus,

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