Saturday 2 March 1985. 12 noon. Jane Tillotson was looking forward to meeting her mum at Archer’s Wharf for a pub lunch. Her treat. The place was under new management. Super meals at bargain prices according to the other girls at Riddles. Arlene had recommended it after her 21st there. The towpath was the quickest way of getting there.

Jane stopped briefly to look at the poster stapled to the gatepost by lock gate number 5. Poor woman! Still missing! No sign of anything, except some blood on the paving by the chamber. She wondered if it was still there, but no, it must have been cleaned away. Had Karen been murdered? Kidnapped? What? Jane knew her vaguely from work. A nice girl. Studying at technical college to get some A levels. Wanted to be a nurse.    

Jane looked around....

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