There may be food for thought, for instance, in other pages of this volume. Some nine years after the discovery of Carol Lannen’s body in Templeton Woods, a walker in another forest on the opposite side of the River Tay also came upon the body of a woman who had been strangled. She was identified as Lynda Hunter, the wife of depraved social worker Andrew Hunter, who was subsequently jailed for life for her murder (see Collared).
During his trial, it emerged that he too trawled the city centre for prostitutes. At the time of Carol Lannen’s death, the slimly built Hunter was aged 28, pale-faced and with a moustache. The photo-fit of the Templeton Woods murder suspect, said to be slim, moustached and aged 25–30, also bore a striking resemblance to how he looked at that time. Hunter used the services of a number of call girls, among them a 22-year-old drug addict who apparently committed suicide the day after his wife’s corpse was found in the Fife forest. The pair enjoyed sex sessions in his home, before and after he murdered his wife, and it was later learned the two had become acquainted when Hunter met the young woman in his role as a social worker. Could he also have been a social work contact of the unfortunate Carol Lannen? Was there a possibility they may have formed an association and that she had perhaps threatened to expose him?
He may not have had any particular connection with Kintore where the handbag and clothing of the 18-year-old were found, but neither did he have business in Manchester where he took such elaborate steps to throw police off the scent by abandoning his wife’s car after taking her life. Anything the resourceful social worker might have known about the teenager who perished in Templeton Woods, however, went to his grave with him. He died in Perth Prison five years into his life sentence.
The contrasting lifestyles of the two unfortunate young women is the principal reason many of the police officers involved in both cases believed they met their deaths at the hands of different people. Yet, why should that necessarily eliminate the possibility of a single killer? Many men who keep the company of prostitutes lead perfectly normal lives and have ordinary relationships with decent women they are attracted to, some of whom may also be reserved and ambitious. Being interested in ladies of the night does not preclude a simultaneous interest in pretty nursery nurses, nor the ability to communicate with, and be attractive to, both of them, though for differing reasons.
Many questions thrown up during the trial of Vincent Simpson were left unanswered. An intriguing factor to emerge during the long hours of evidence, but which was not probed further, was that there were reasonable grounds to believe that Elizabeth might not even have been in a position to have hired a taxi to take her home in the first place. In a passing reference to how upset the victim had been in Teazers when she had felt like a ‘gooseberry’, her friend Sandra Niven had recounted how she had lent Elizabeth £1 for a drink. If she was without money for a cab, why had she declined the offer of a lift from Sandra and her male friend? Upset at feeling left out, and imagining she was disliked by male acquaintances, what had been in her mind when she stepped out into the night from the club? It did not seem she was in a particular hurry to go home. Is it possible she had made other arrangements about how she was to spend the next part of her night out?
Whatever her intentions, the one undisputed fact is that Elizabeth was last seen in the centre of her home town before she suddenly vanished into the night. The final, certain sighting of her was at a spot in town just a few hundred yards from where the other young murder victim, with whom she was to be forever linked, was also seen for the last time before she, too, simply disappeared.
The trial of Vincent Simpson produced another curious fact about their final movements.
When Carol Lannen was last glimpsed it had been when she stood on a street corner outside the Occidental Bar. On the evening before Elizabeth McCabe met her maker, she had gone to the Occidental for a drink but left in embarrassment after having been mistaken for a prostitute by a male drinker.
In all probability, it was just one more coincidence in their widely differing lives. Or perhaps not.
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