The Voiceless Bitch

[71]: “There were three strangers with him.”

The three police officers who arrested Nilsen at his house were Detective Chief Inspector Peter Jay, Detective Inspector Stephen McCusker, and Detective Constable Jeffery Butler.

Jay was the lead on the case, and was one of the officers who interrogated Nilsen at the station and extracted his confession from him. Jay testified at Nilsen’s trial, and managed to build something of a rapport with him: implicitly understanding that Nilsen would not confess his crimes if he felt patronised or intimidated by the authorities.

Jay later became the UK’s foremost expert on cases of medical fraud after leaving the Metropolitan Police Service in 1986, as the Managing Director of MedicoLegal Investigations Ltd.

[72]: “Master didn’t even blink. I couldn’t smell any fear on him. He was just tired. Worn thin.”

By this stage Nilsen was prepared to be caught, and even welcomed the prospect to a certain extent, which seems to explain why he made little real effort to deny or excuse any accusation when finally confronted.

[73]: “He took off the lid, peeked in, and screamed when he saw what was boiling inside it. “

This line is entirely speculative. In police reports written about the discovery of the bodies (including two severed heads) the language used is clinical and economical. However, such a reaction would be reasonable, even for a seasoned homicide detective, given the circumstances, so dramatic license applies.

[74]: “The two betas put their hands on Master’s shoulder.”

The officers did not cuff Nilsen when they arrested him. He came quietly.

When a former police officer, Ken Wharfe, made the erroneous claim in his book ‘Diana: Closely Guarded Secret’ that he had apprehended Nilsen, he stated that Nilsen had been handcuffed: “Silent and unperturbed … contemplating the magnitude of his crime.”

Jay and McCusker both disputed Wharfe’s inaccurate memoirs. Jay stated: “Ken Wharfe’s account is horrendously inaccurate. Dennis Nilsen wasn’t his ‘scalp’. He is living in cloud cuckoo land.”

He added: “This was a CID matter and at the time Wharfe was a uniformed inspector. I was the arresting officer: the only other officer with me in the car after we arrested Nilsen was DI Steve McCusker.”

McCusker corroborated Jay’s account, drawing attention to the fact that Wharfe claimed Nilsen had been handcuffed when he hadn’t. Scotland Yard later confirmed that Jay had been the arresting officer and that Wharfe’s claims that he had caught Nilsen were untruthful.

[75]: “‘BLEEP!’ barked Master.”

Nilsen did ask the arresting officers if they Bleep would be looked after. I believe that they told him that she would be cared for at the station, rather than talking over him to read him his Right To Silence orders. I have embellished here to give the dialogue some added dramatic heft.

[76]: “They drove me in a van to a cold grey building and locked me in a room with bars.”

Nilsen and Bleep were both escorted to Hornsey Police Station, and were locked in cells next door to one another.

[77]: “I cried and cried and cried for him.”

This very sad detail is completely true. Nilsen could hear the dog whining in distress for him while at Hornsey.

[78]: “He’s so lonely without me. So terribly lonely.”

Nilsen declined to see his stalwart pet again after his arrest, claiming that a further parting would only distress her more. This was something that Nilsen would regret until his dying day.

Discussing Nilsen’s love for Bleep in ‘Killing for Company’, Masters writes: “What [Nilsen] would miss most about Bleep was the fact that, like all dogs, her responses were genuine, not counterfeit.”

Indeed, Nilsen wrote in 1983 that: “Her greatest redeeming feature was that she was not made in my image.”

[79]: “I have been taken to a white room with bright lights by people I do not know.”

Bleep was put to sleep due to the police’s belief that it would be impossible to find a new home for a dog that had once belonged to a serial killer. Although understandable, this author believes that, if given the opportunity, Bleep would have easily been adopted into a loving home. Sadly, her enduring loyalty was the death of her.

After learning of the death of his dog, Nilsen wrote: “I am ashamed that her last days should be so painful. She always forgave me everything, and nothing but me could ever break her heart… She never let me down, but at the moment of her greatest crisis I was not there.”

[80]: “He only ever wanted company.”

Bleep died under anaesthetic on Tuesday, February 16, 1983. She was the 17th and last victim of Dennis Andrew Nilsen.

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