A British Mother Waits for Justice — Held Hostage by a Migrant’s Bone Scan

Rhiannon Skye Whyte and her little boy

This afternoon I was contacted by Siobhan Whyte—the mother of Rhiannon Skye Whyte. Rhiannon was the 27-year-old British woman murdered by an illegal migrant who should never have been on our soil, let alone armed with a knife at Bescot Stadium railway station.

But you need to understand the bleak, cruel irony of why Rhiannon was there that night.

She wasn’t out partying. She wasn’t in the wrong place at the wrong time. She was a grafter. She was a young mother working hard to put food on the table for her little boy. And where was she working?

The Park Inn Hotel.

The very hotel repurposed by the government to house asylum seekers.

Rhiannon was earning an honest living servicing the asylum industry—making sure the beds were changed and the shifts were covered for the very people this government insists we must welcome with open arms. She finished her shift, walked to the station to go home to her son, and was stabbed to death by one of the people the system told us was "vulnerable." The Sudanese sicko was no such thing, Rhiannon very much was.

She served the system, and the system paid her back by importing the man who killed her.

Siobhan had braced herself for the sentencing on the 15th. She’d steeled her nerves, prepared her heart, and arranged her entire life around finally hearing justice for her daughter and the mother of her grandchild.

Instead of closure, the Whytes have been told the sentencing has been kicked down the road to 30 January 2026.

Two more months. Two more months of reliving the horror. Two more months of explaining to a fatherless boy why the bad man hasn't been punished yet. Two more months of limbo because the killer—Deng Cholmajek—is allowed to play games.

And why? Brace yourself.

Because they “can’t get him in for a CT scan” to check his bone density.

Cholmajek is apparently refusing to cooperate with the procedure. In a sane country, the judge would say, “Get in the scanner or we sentence you as an adult immediately.” But the British system doesn't do "sane." It does "compliant."

Because he won't take the scan, the system is contorting itself into a pretzel to conduct a "Merton compliant" age assessment. They’re hauling in four more “professionals”—including two from the Home Office—to dance around the question of his age. They need to determine if he is 18, as he claims, or older, as the prosecution believes.

Why does this matter? Because if he plays the “I’m a child” card successfully, his sentence is lighter. He is gaming our compassion to shave years off his time.

Meanwhile, Siobhan is expected to just sit at home and wait.

Anger doesn’t begin to cover it.

The System Is Terrified — Not of the Killer, But of Strasbourg

Officials will hide behind the usual alphabet soup of excuses: "Merton guidelines," "procedural fairness," "safeguarding obligations."

Strip away the bureaucratic padding, and it boils down to this: Every decision must now be ECHR-proof.

Not justice-driven. Not victim-focused. ECHR-proof.

Our courts know that if they sentence this man without jumping through every hoop—including indulging him when he refuses medical procedures—some human rights lawyer will sprint to Strasbourg complaining about an “unsafe sentence.” The European Court of Human Rights, which treats Britain like a naughty schoolboy—and Sir Keir Starmer as a willing Head Boy—will be only too happy to meddle.

So instead of giving Siobhan a date she can finally cling to, the system delays justice to ensure this man’s “rights” are protected. His bone density—his bone density!—is treated as more important than a mother’s desperate need for peace.

A Country That’s Forgotten Whose Side It’s On

Imagine looking a bereaved mother in the eye and saying:

“Sorry — your daughter was murdered after a shift looking after asylum seekers, but her killer won’t be sentenced yet because he’s refusing a scan, and we must respect his bodily autonomy.”

The phrase “parallel universe” doesn’t cut it. This is moral insanity masquerading as due process.

Rhiannon paid the ultimate price. She went to work to support her son and didn't come home because our borders are porous and our justice system is weak.

A country with any sense of self-respect would say:

1. You murdered a British citizen.

2. You are here illegally.

3. You will be sentenced swiftly, imprisoned for life, and removed from this country the moment that sentence ends.

Instead, Britain says: “Please, sir… are you comfortable? Can we help you comply?”

There is no world in which Siobhan, her daughter, or her grandchild should be forced to endure another two months of torment because the man who murdered Rhiannon doesn't want to be inconvenienced by medical equipment to conceal his age.

Britain’s Softness Is Now a Threat to Its Own People

People look at stories like this and feel utterly powerless. They see a system that sprints for offenders but crawls for victims. They see institutions that bend over backwards for the people who break our laws, while families like Siobhan’s—families who work, contribute, and play by the rules—are left begging for basic decency.

We have created a justice system designed for everything except justice.

A country that can’t protect its own citizens isn’t a serious country.

A country that fears the ECHR more than it fears failing its own people isn’t a sovereign nation.

If we want to reclaim sovereignty, security, dignity and sanity, we start here:

By saying that the rights of British citizens—grafters like Rhiannon—come before the rights of the people who murder them.

I know whose side I’m on, and whose side I have been on from the start.

Say her name: Rhiannon Skye Whyte.