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Just two weeks later, on Monday 20 October 1986, David and Catherine Birnie were actively hunting for their next victim. They spent hours driving around the streets of Perth looking for 'the right one'. Unlike some serial killers they weren't drawn to particular physical characteristics, age groups or 'types'; she just had to be female, alone, and vulnerable.

They found her hitchhiking along Stirling Highway in Claremont, a well-heeled area in Perth's western suburbs. Her name was Susannah Candy, and she was 15 years old. It obviously didn't seem dangerous to accept a lift from a mild-looking couple in their thirties, especially since one of them was a woman.

Susannah Candy was an outstanding student at Hollywood High School. Her father, Dr Douglas Candy, one of Perth's most respected ophthalmic surgeons, worked at St John of God Hospital. Susannah lived at home with her parents, two brothers and sister at the time of her disappearance. Dr Candy was protective of his four children and when Susannah started a part-time job in a local restaurant he would meet her after work and walk her home. Dr Candy was worried enough that he asked her to give up her job. But Susannah enjoyed her work and on that Monday night she was alone on Stirling Highway when the Birnies drew up alongside her.

On the pretext of offering Susannah a lift home, the Birnies coerced her into their car and drove back to their Moorhouse Street home. They kept Susannah Candy tied to their bed and committed repeated offences against her, until David Birnie decided it was time to kill her. He produced a nylon rope and put it around her neck, but Susannah became hysterical and fought for her life. Both Birnies forced several sleeping pills down Susannah's throat in an effort to sedate her.

When Susannah was asleep, affected by the drugs, David again put the rope around Susannah's neck. He looked at Catherine and said: 'Prove you love me.'

Without any hesitation Catherine Birnie strangled Susannah Candy to death.

After Catherine Birnie strangled the young girl the couple bundled her into their car and drove her to Gleneagle Forest, where they buried her not far from where they had buried Mary Neilson two weeks earlier.

While being held captive Susannah had been forced to write two letters to her worried parents. In those letters she explained that she was writing to assure them that she was okay, that she just needed some time out to sort through her problems. The letters were sent almost two weeks apart; one posted in Perth and the other from Fremantle. It didn't convince her family; if anything it made them more worried than ever that something terrible had happened.

Susannah's worried family reported her missing to the police. According to a neighbour of the Candy family:

I heard first-hand the appalling treatment that her parents received at the hands of police. They accused the missing 15 year old, a straight A student with no problems and good references, of variously being a runaway, a prostitute, troubled, drug addled and attention-seeking.

All this in the face of overwhelming evidence to the contrary from fellow students, teachers, the parents, various teen counsellors and her neighbours. The police, either too incompetent or too shiftless to act, upped the ante against the teenager, accusing her of being an accomplished scammer and liar, experienced in hiding aberrant behaviour behind an angelic facade.

In fact, this poor young child was an innocent teenager, being brutally assaulted, and latterly murdered, by the Birnies.

This second-hand account, while perhaps an overstatement in some ways, offers insight into how the police were approaching the reports of the missing women at the time. There had been no bodies found at this stage, and only one other person missing. The only 'evidence' available to police at the time was that Susannah had 'contacted her family' to say she was all right. It isn't altogether surprising that the police were yet to become suspicious that something far more terrible was going on.