‘Meet Frank Cauldhame. Just sixteen, and
unconventional to say the least:
“Two years after I killed Blyth I murdered
my young brother Paul, for quite different and more
fundamental reasons than I’d disposed of Blyth, and then a
year after that I did for my young cousin Esmerelda, more or
less on a whim.
That’s my score to date. Three. I haven’t killed
anybody for years, and don’t intend to ever again.
It was just a stage I was going through.”