Chapter 4 Higgins & Jenkins Part 4

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The Beginning; Prologue - The Attic

Chapter 4

Higgins & Jenkins
Part 4

Christened, William Deacon Jenkins, but known as plain Billy, he was born simple. Not simple enough to warrant special treatment, or education (even if his poor Mother could have possibly afforded it). No, he was simple enough so as to limit his worldly understanding. Indeed, Billy was not the cleverest, but what he lacked in terms of normality he gained in other less obvious ways. He was a boy in a man’s mould.

Although he had never met him & his Mother had chosen never to tell, Billy Jenkins was the image of his father. Blond wavy hair, a light completion, with high cheek bones, it all contributed to his blue eyed good looks. Looks which had tricked his Mother into conceiving him, against her will, in the first place. Some of the reason she never talked of his father’s resemblance was because she hated it! It reminded her of the pain of the rape & the birth.

He was born in 1948, three years after the war, a bastard, of which he was constantly reminded by the other kids in his neighbourhood & at school. Growing up had been difficult.
“Billy Bastard”, they’d call at him in the street. Sometimes they’d stretch it to
“Billy-the-stupid-bastard!” Being that little bit stupid however had helped him to get through his ordeal though.
     He had originally lived on the outskirts of Bockford, in an old stone cottage, with his Mother. They had rented it from Oden Foster, before his son Johnny had inherited the farm after his death. Later they moved on to Highgreen, which was nearer the city.

So you see that even from a young age, Billy had always been a target & an easy one at that.

Billy Jenkins by contrast to his friend Higgins, had been sent to the prison directly after sentencing at the Old Bailey, in blaze of publicity. He was given 13 life sentences for mass murder, the Judge remarking before his departure,

“Whilst some may call this a modern day disorder & others may point to insanity as a reason; I, for one, believe personally that you William Deacon Jenkins & your kind are a cancer that I hope will one day be cured, wiped from the earth! The sentence I have passed is the severest I have available to me. You have left a blood curdling path of death caused by monstrous acts that are straight from hell!    ....You have taken women in the prime of their lives, causing pain & suffering of an indescribable nature, not only to the poor victims you tortured to death, but to their families you have decimated in your wake!
.....Therefore you will be taken directly from this court & you will be transported, under police custody, to the highest security prison of its kind in the land. A place where you will be held at her Majesty’s pleasure, with other beasts of your kind, until you die! I will, I hasten to add, see to it personally that you never set foot outside again, as long as you live!
May the demons, that you’re obviously in league with, forever haunt you until your eventual death in prison & god willing,


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