Chapter Ninety-Two. Jason.
Jason’s Point of View.
My back feels like it is about to break in two. Bending over, concentrating on every blade of damned grass for over eighteen hours straight, is painful. Add to that the laborious task Snow White and I have had, looking at the CCTV footage, it is not just my back that is struggling. Yet, despite my eyes blurring over due to looking at the grainy images on screen, and every muscle screaming at me for mercy, I continue. From our searches, this woman was no more killed in the park than Naughty Norman, (Real name, Andy) Davey’s stepson, can come into this park and not get his head stuck in the railings, or some sort of trouble. There is still no sign of the damned dog, which begs the question, did the killer murder that as well as our victim
