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But there was an explanation, albeit one Harry and Patrick would never have considered possible.
Whilst on a prolonged annual walkabout to resume contact with her mother’s birthland and other members of her extended family, Yarran and her husband were by an amazing coincidence trekking nearby. Both had clearly heard gunshots and to satisfy their curiosity set off to investigate.
When they exited the scrub and stumbled upon the Gloucester back-road, they saw several drying pools of blood and in the mid-distance, three white men sitting shoulder to shoulder on a small wagon, leading five horses and heading away, north toward Copeland.
At the roadside, they also found three bodies beneath a green tarpaulin: two were dead and in the early stages of rigor mortis. The third person, though
