Chapter 6: Ketos Field

‘You know what you said about shoving something up their bums?’ Scott asked, ‘Well can we do that?’ Danny showed him two pieces of brush handle with sandpaper stuck on them that he had made ready. ‘These are bigger in diameter than the brother’s cocks,’ he told him.

‘I’ve put the fine sandpaper on one, and the course sandpaper on the other. Garth can have the course one pushed in and out a few times. Taffy can have the fine one a couple of times. I’m not sure about Glynn yet.’

‘Would you like to push them in?’ Danny asked. ‘I’d like to,’ Scott said, ‘But I’m not sure if I could.’ ‘Well, you get first choice,’ Danny told him, ‘You’ll find it therapeutic making a rapist suffer that way. But if you can’t do it, don’t worry, I’ll do it. Then if you don’t want to watch, you can close your eyes and just listen to their screams.’

He prepared a tube which he thought would just fit over the brother’s cocks. That would go down into a can in case any of them let their bladders go when they were unconscious. He contacted DCS Sizeman, gave him an outline of what he was about to do, and requested six more knock out hypodermics.’

A box of twenty, addressed to him, arrived at Andys station three days later. Come the day when all three of them were off, Danny arrived with three sets of beach windbreaks. They drove their cars into the field.

Danny paced out according to Brians instructions. Then he set up the windbreaks as a screen along the two sides of where they were going to dig that were facing roads. He hadn’t long finished when the hire firm arrived with the digger.

They went over and after he had unloaded it, Danny asked him to pick it up as late as he could that afternoon. He didn’t want to have to leave it on the field overnight. Andy got in and drove over the field. Danny had sprayed a white cross exactly where Brians measurements had led him.

‘Dig out a square about four feet in each direction from the cross,’ Danny instructed. ‘You can pile the soil up on either of the sides that have no windbreaks.’ ‘How deep should I go?’ Andy asked. ‘Three feet to start with.’ Danny instructed.

He based that on Brian having said that someone who had jumped into the trench, looked two feet shorter and they had carried on digging afterwards. He didn’t think they would have gone down the six feet of a normal grave, but he felt a minimum of four foot was likely.

It took two hours to get the three-foot-deep square hole dug out. Scott and Danny had a brief go with the digger too, but Andy was soon a dab hand at it, so he was left to do the bulk of the digging. Although he managed to do most of the digging from the sides, he had dug a bit wider on one side.

Then he had made a slope down into the hole, just in case he had to drive into it later. When it was done, just leaving a few small clumps of soil, Danny walked up and down inspecting the bottom of the hole. He didn’t find anything.

Following Dannys instructions, Andy moved the digger around all four sides. He reached the bucket out to the middle and dropped it down so that only the prongs on the front of the bucket went into the bottom of the hole.

Then he drew the bucket across the hole to the side like a rake. The prongs stuck out below the bucket about four inches. Danny and Scott were now down in the hole watching closely. As Andy drew the prongs across and the soil was raked up, Danny and Scott stared down at it. They were looking for a sign of anything but soil.

After they had done that all over the bottom, Andy drove the digger down into the hole and lifted out all the loose soil. They were now three feet four inches deep. Over the next few hours, they repeated the process three more times.

They took turns having a lunch break so digging could continue. They were now four feet four inches deep. Andy stretched the bucket out to the middle ready to start the next rake over. He did all along one side with nothing showing.

Then he moved round to the opposite side and started at one end. The bucket was two feet wide, so it only took four goes to do the full width of the hole. He had only drawn the prongs a foot from the centre on the second try when Scott screamed out ‘STOP.’ Danny went round to see what he had spotted.

Sticking out of the disturbed soil was something white. Andy had lifted the bucket right up out of the way. Danny put a pair of coveralls on, then a pair of disposable gloves. He knelt and scraped the loose soil away with his hands and a small trowel. He recognised instantly the white as a bit of human rib.

He soon uncovered the end joining the breastbone. That told him which direction the head would be. From his knowledge of Keto’s height, he moved in that direction, then started scraping gently with the side of the trowel where he judged the top of his skull would be.

‘He had only taken two inches of soil off, when he found a section of bone. He enlarged the hole in the soil slightly and was satisfied that he had found a human skull. ‘Hi, Keto.’ he said quietly. He stood up and left the hole the way he had come. He told Scott to do the same.

Andy had left the digger where it was with the bucket high up in the air. As soon as Danny told him it was definitely a human body, Andy rang the station. He said who he was and explained where he was and what they had discovered.

Ten minutes later a police car arrived. Warrant cards were shown, the policeman took a careful look at the uncovered bone and got on his radio to confirm it was definitely a body. ‘Forensics are already on their way.’ he said. He looked around puzzled. ‘What were you doing here?’ he asked.

‘Looking for what we found.’ Andy told him and wouldn’t be drawn any further. After what seemed an eternity but was only twenty minutes the forensic team arrived in an estate car, followed by a van. They drove into the field and parked by Andy and Dannys cars.

Andy introduced himself, then Scott and Danny. Whilst they were explaining how they came to be there, and what they had done, the forensic team had erected a tent over the hole. Danny surrendered his overalls and both he and Scott their shoes.

They had all brought a spare pair in case. ‘Can you tell me anything about who you think it is?’ the pathologist asked. ‘If it’s who I suspect,’ Danny said, ‘He’s seventeen, five foot eight and of African descent.’ ‘Do you have a name?’ he asked. ‘Sorry, I’m not prepared to reveal that just yet.’ Danny told him.

Andy had been onto the station and asked for a copy of Ketos missing person file. ‘He broke his left arm in a fall when he was four,’ he told him. ‘That’s all I have.’ ‘This all seems very strange.’ the pathologist said. He looked at Danny, ‘Are you a policeman too?’ he asked.

‘No,’ Danny said, ‘I’m a trainee doctor at the university.’ ‘Is there any connection between that and the body?’ he asked looking interested. ‘No, absolutely no connection.’ Danny assured him. Just then another car pulled into the field.

‘As the driver got out, Andy said, ‘It’s my superintendent, Scott, you wait here, Danny come with me.’ They went over to him and Andy introduced Danny. ‘What is going on?’ the superintendent asked Andy. ‘It’ll be quicker if Danny explains.’ Andy told him.

‘I’m a trainee doctor at the university,’ Danny told him, ‘Back home I did a lot of voluntary counselling. It seems to have followed me up here too, so I have counselled a number of people in the short time I’ve been here.’

‘As a result of that, I was told a few days ago that a body was buried in this field. I was given explicit details where the field was, and some other instructions.’ He gave the super a copy of Brians plan which he had re-drawn himself by hand.

‘My source was dubious, so I didn’t want to ring the police and start a hunt on what could have well been a wind up,’ Danny told him, ‘So I spoke to Andy here, who’s a friend of mine.’ ‘I knew Danny wouldn’t be making anything up,’ Andy told his super, ‘But there didn’t seem to be any proper grounds for starting a search.’

‘So, between us we decided to investigate ourselves and make sure before we made it official. I asked PC Green over there to join us too. As soon as Danny confirmed human remains, I rang it in.’ ‘So do you have any idea who it is?’ the super asked. ‘A suggestion was made to me by my source,’ Danny said, ‘But I’m not prepared to reveal it at this stage.’