Janelle Patton - Background

Background

Patton went to Norfolk Island seeking a new beginning following a number of failed relationships in her homeland of Australia. However, it was said that she experienced several further unhappy relationships whilst living on the island. Her parents arrived from Australia for a visit on the day before her murder. Patton was last seen taking on her morning walk along a coastal track near her home. Her parents became concerned when she failed to appear for a lunch appointment and contacted the police. Soon after, a body matching their daughter's description was discovered by two tourists from New Zealand. It was found at the Cockpit Waterfall Reserve at opposite end of the island from where she was last seen, wrapped in a large black plastic sheet. The body was formally identified by Patton's landlady. Janelle Patton had 64 stab wounds, a fractured skull, broken pelvis and broken ankle. She had died from a stab wound to the chest that punctured her lung.

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