Lurking at lunch

As Lorraine walked home from a night with mates, a sinister stranger wasn’t far behind

This week’s crime story...

IT was what Wendy’s mum would have called a “mulling things over” day. As Wendy gazed out of the café window, puffy clouds sailed in a sky of stone-washed denim. It was the sort of day she and Ray had

She seemed so ordinary but she’d done something unthi nkable

This week’s crime story...

Forty years after losing her mum, Samantha Gillingham wants answers