Call connected at 8:20.
‘Yes?’
‘Mr Dunlow? It’s Karl.’
‘What do you want? I’m on my way out.’
‘Sorry, but I was checking the grounds this morning and I found a body.’
‘What?’
‘Sir, I found a—’
‘I heard you. A body of?’
‘A girl.’
‘Good God. Where?’
‘Down in the forest, sir. Round on the east side.’
‘Christ almighty. Who is it?’
‘I don’t know. It’s hard to tell.’
‘How did they die?’
‘I think they were shot.’
‘Have you called the police?’
‘They’re on their way, sir.’
‘I’ll be at the office. Don’t give them the number unless they ask.’