Lolita: Help. Trapped. Dark.

Mitchell: Where are you? Police searching. Worried. Lolita: Battery dying. There's dirt. Scared. Cold, shaking, can't breathe.

Mitchell: Use GPS.

Lolita: Epsom woods. Come quickly. Suffocating.

Nails broken, tried to escape.

Mitchell: location sent to Sergeant Willoughby. Stay with me. They're coming for you.

Lolita: Terrified. Get me out.

Mitchell: Love you. Keep breathing.

Willoughby: Lolita found this morning. Buried alive in Epsom woods. So sorry. Died three days ago. No phone with her.

Mitchell: Lolita, Lolita, Lolita…