For the past three years, we’ve been covering the ongoing saga of Pete Doherty’s connection to the death of Mark Blanco, whose death was confessed to by Doherty’s shady bodyguard, who later retracted his statement and has since been free to roam the streets at will.

Over the weekend, there was a second mysterious, party-related death associated with Doherty. This time, yet another one of Doherty’s shady friends, Peter “Wolfman” Wolfe (who is rumoured to be the guy that started Doherty on heroin and crack cocaine) found himself with a dead Goldsmith heiress on his hands. The heiress in question, Robin Whitehead, had spent her last days filming a documentary about Doherty and his inner circle; she was discovered in the disgustingly dirty flat that Wolfman shared with 26 cats and their boxes of crap. As a press whore, Wolfman was all too happy to give the media an account of Robin’s death that details how he tried to awaken her on Saturday afternoon but found that she’d choked on her own vomit after being knocked out with both Valium and alcohol.

Naturally, Wolfman has already changed his story (just like Johnny Headlock did) in a (probably unnecessary) attempt to protect Doherty (who appears to have been granted unconditional immunity by jolly old England). Wolfie now says that Doherty wasn’t present on Friday evening (but only on Saturday morning), which is a claim meant to insulate Doherty from any claims that he might have supplied Robyn with drugs. However, other reports say that Robin often attended parties where Doherty was not only present but also supplied the free-for-all heroin. Not that any of this will matter at all to law enforcement, who might very well delight in arresting our Antihero on the steps of the courthouse after he “accidentally” takes heroin into court. Yes, that’s right… and this is how his lawyer argued the case:

Explaining why [Doherty] was carrying the drugs into court, his lawyer Bruce Clark said: “He has a large number of suits and indicated that he had previously found lumps the size of his fist in his pockets, and had forgotten these items were there . . . . He has a great many items of clothing – suits and clothes going into the hundreds. There were residual drugs which he had left in one coat pocket. He didn’t necessarily choose the coat for himself.”

Naturally, the judge believed this nonsense and sent Doherty packing with only a nominal fine. In fact, after several years of heavy drugging and a total of 22 previous drug convictions, Doherty’s only spent a grand total of three months in prison. Last night, Doherty jetsetted to a Russian gig and was greeted onstage with a smattering of bagels. Naturally, he ate them… because we all know that Doherty loves bagels. And so continues, as Mark Blanco’s mother describes it, the “curse” of the Pied Peter.

Further Reading: It’s one of the great mysteries of our age. Why, after 22 drug convictions, isn’t Pete Doherty in jail?