At first, the women hadn't believed Dodd was dead. They had put him in his pyjamas, fixed up his wound with plaster and lint, and put him to bed. Then, they'd realised he had died quietly whilst in their hands. When Harry Dodd calls Dorothy Nicholls for a ride home from the pub, she and her mother think he's just had too much to drink. Little do they know that he's dying of a stab wound to the back. By the time they get him home, he's dead. Who would...