THIRTY-FOUR
‘I can tell you this much, reckon if I come up behind her and yell ‘Boo’ in her ear, she’d s**t herself and then drop dead from f*****g fright.’
‘That’s just great, D, just great. Wish I could have seen her f*****g face when she saw this photo. That was just ace,’ David Jarrett said as he looked at the photoshopped headstone photo DeWayne Radford-Mitchell had sent to Chloe
They sat opposite each other at a table in the visitor’s room in Full Sutton jail.
It was the first visit DeWayne had made to the prison since his release and he was determined to make it his last. He had only come for his money.
Frightening Chloe Macbeth had been fun at first. Making up the hate messages. Photoshopping the headstone photo, although stuffing dog s**t through her letter box had not been s
