Amy Wensley was a young mum with hope in her heart and two young children who adored her. She had nothing and yet she had everything. She most certainly had everything to live for and any suggestion to the contrary is both ill-informed and nonsensical.
Every shred of physical and emotional evidence left behind points to her plans for a future. From the passport placement at the top of her purse to the presents packed in the car for one of her girl’s birthday two days later, Amy was preparing a new start. But that fresh beginning came to an abrupt end in a small bedroom when a shotgun went off in circumstances that can only be described as highly suspicious.
Journalism for the curious Australian across politics, business, culture and opinion. What followed was a series of blunders, incompetence and blind prejudice by WA detectives that allowed a killer to escape justice and left Amy’s daughters and her extended family with a legacy that nobody should wish on their worst enemy. Seven years later, the Coroner decided those police actions were “negligent” but that overly kind description does nothing to adequately cover the impact or the aftermath.
There is zero accountability, no apology and worse, a decided lack of meaningful action and commitment by police to put their shoulders to the wheel and solve this case. There are at least three, possibly four men, who know the truth and for a range of reasons, have chosen to fashion it in a way that suits nobody but themselves.
