This was obviously bad practice. An experienced copper knows never to make snap, instinctive judgments about the nature of the crime or the identity of the perpetrator. But Helen knew that this was the second murder. Even if one ignored the evidence of sabotage on Ben's car, Peter Brightston's story was so close to Amy's that the link was undeniable. The pain, guilt and horror etched on Peter's face when they picked him up was the same as on Amy's. These guys were living calling cards, a flesh-and-blood testament to somebody else's sadism. Was that the point of all this?
--- EENY MEENY by M.J. Arlidge, page 61, paragraph 7.
This is the last paragraph I read.