The stripey jumper and the beret were a giveaway
And the smell of garlic.
Iām guessing of course but letās say it played out like this.
The hitman calls probably by car via the access road to the back of her house. This blocks her escape route to he only two neighbours, left and right. He knows sheās up so he knocks on the door letting on to be a taxi driver or something. Either way she let him in or he may have had a key given to him by the husband.
The original plan was probably a murder/burglary type scenario, but when she fled out the front door and down the field to the road he had to change plans and killed her with a concrete block at the gap onto the road.
He returns to the house smearing her blood on the back door accidentally. Thereās no point faking a burglary now so he drives off without delay as her body is on a public road in clear view should a neighbour pass.
Heās probably back in France long before the pathologist arrives.
In the study with the candlestick.
Your heart isnāt in this, is it Flatty?
Not really. I do like the idea of a beret wearing pencil moustachioed garlic reeking mime artist lookalike assassin sneaking about West cork in the depths of winter though.
The beret?
That one is crackersā¦
Why wouldnāt a hitman just strangle her instead of smashing a concrete block off her head repeatedly .
This was a crime of passion 100%
Absolutely agree Alanā¦the main objective of a hitman is ānot to be caughtā and heās not going to risk leaving a body on the side of the road and messing around with the assassination in a messy and uncoordinated attackā¦
He will give himself as much time as possible to get away cleanlyā¦you said crime of passion!!.. surely it must have been.
Thereās no passion smashing in a womanās head with a concrete block. Sounds like the quickest and most effective method to me.
Ok, Iāll admit I didnāt fully understand what a ācrime of passionā is. Itās a crime committed due to sudden rage rather than premeditated. Seems there is no need for love or passion at all.
Big Ian back on the telly again next Monday.
I wonder could Louis Theroux be convinced to spend a week or two with Bailey, heād be the man to turn the screw
Or Lucy Kennedy, thatād be brilliant and Bailey would sign up
Bailey would never turn down a media appearance
Theroux would be great. Slow, methodical disarming and dissection. Heād have Baileyās ego so inflated, its popping from the prick of pointed questions would be box office
Youāre right on therouxā¦ problem is Bailey has probably seen your post and he will be on to this, itās a pity
Bailey isnāt a media puppy anymoreā¦ heād have to be drunk around theroux, pissed off his face would be the only way I think
If you lived down there youād knowā¦you canāt imagine the amount of collateral heās caused in Schull and the surrounding areas to peoples lives, he loves it
It seems Carkness can be learnt.