She knew.

This train has three stations. Three and three only. Station Number One is called She Knew.

She knew.

She must have known. I mean, how could she not? Look at the photos. It’s written all over her face.

She’s as bad as him.

This is Station Two, midway on our journey. She knew and she did nothing. She shielded him. Protected him. She could have saved these poor women and what did she do? She left them to a monster’s tender mercies. She’s as bad as him.

Actually (and here we pull into Station Three, our final stop, whistles blowing, bells clanging), she’s worse than him. If you think about it. Where was her compassion? Her maternal instincts? As Hindley was worse than Brady, as