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Welcome to the Murder Mile UK True-Crime Podcast and audio guided walk of London's most infamous and often forgotten murder cases, all set within and beyond the West End.
EPISODE ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY-EIGHT:
Whether in the grip of a drug-induced psychosis, a psychopathic fantasy or paranoid schizophrenia, Daniel Gonzales had left two injured and four dead in a two-day killing-spree. But with a kill-list of “at least ten”, the next life he would take would be his last.
THE LOCATION
As many photos of the case are copyright protected by greedy news organisations, to view them, take a peek at my entirely legal social media accounts - Facebook, Twitter or Instagram.
This is the location of Holborn Police Station, where Daniel Gonzales was interviewed by the police and where most of his most salacious quotes about the murders came from, which would be used to convict him. It is marked with a purple cross near the words 'Theobalds Road'. To use the map, click it. If you want to see the other murder maps, access them by clicking here.
Here's two little videos; on the left is Platform 4 of the Northern Line at Tottenham Court Road tube where Daniel was arrested - the same location as used in the horror film An American Werewolf in London - and on the right is Holborn Police Station where Daniel was interviewed. It is from these sessions that many of Daniel's quotes about the killing would come from, which would ultimately be used to convict him.
SOURCES: This series is predominently based on the Mental Health Inquest into the treamtent and care of Daniel Gonzales, as well as various news sourcesm some included below:
http://www.thecnj.com/camden/2009/030509/news030509_01.html https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pmc/articles/PMC1570800/ http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/england/4814670.stm http://courtnewsuk.co.uk/daniel-gonzalez/ http://www.hundredfamilies.org/daniel-gonzales/ http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/england/southern_counties/6939722.stm http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/england/southern_counties/4813234.stm https://www.independent.co.uk/life-style/health-and-families/health-news/mother-fought-to-get-help-for-disturbed-son-before-he-went-on-killing-spree-6106528.html https://www.independent.co.uk/life-style/health-and-families/health-news/jurys-question-was-daniel-gonzalez-a-schizophrenic-or-a-cold-blooded-killer-470200.html http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/england/8010705.stm https://www.getsurrey.co.uk/news/local-news/no-parole-for-killer-gonzalez-4838930 http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/england/southern_counties/4813234.stm http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/england/4794124.stm http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/england/4790948.stm http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/england/4786632.stm http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/england/4782914.stm http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/england/4763162.stm http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/england/4758968.stm http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/england/southern_counties/4814122.stm https://www.independent.co.uk/life-style/health-and-families/health-news/mother-fought-get-help-disturbed-son-he-went-killing-spree-6106528.html https://www.standard.co.uk/hp/front/man-quizzed-over-murders-6968808.html https://www.getsurrey.co.uk/news/surrey-news/daniel-gonzalez-surreys-most-dangerous-17396399 https://www.getsurrey.co.uk/news/local-news/loner-wanted-become-serial-killer-4840720 https://www.getsurrey.co.uk/news/local-news/killing-really-good-buzz-woking-4840758 https://www.getsurrey.co.uk/news/local-news/jury-considers-whether-gonzalez-killed-4840788 https://www.getsurrey.co.uk/news/local-news/life-means-life-for-gonzalez-4840823 https://www.getsurrey.co.uk/news/local-news/inquest-death-serial-killer-4824608 https://www.getsurrey.co.uk/news/local-news/mother-serial-killer-speaks-out-4838547 https://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-379285/Killer-tried-bite-death.html http://www.thecnj.com/camden/030206/news030206_08.html https://www.theargus.co.uk/news/6810209.woman-fought-knifeman-with-her-slippers/ https://www.thisislocallondon.co.uk/news/708850.freddy-krueger-imitator-gets-six-life-terms/ http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/england/4766878.stm https://www.theguardian.com/uk/2006/jan/27/ukcrime http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/england/6939722.stm https://www.theguardian.com/uk/2006/mar/17/ukcrime.owenbowcott https://ssristories.org/serial-killer-convicted-of-murder-bbc-news/ http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/uk/4802628.stm https://www.standard.co.uk/hp/front/charges-heard-in-cell-6944933.html https://www.theargus.co.uk/news/1611550.family-speak-of-relief-at-serial-killers-death/ https://www.dailymotion.com/video/x77ywdb MUSIC:
UNEDITED TRANSCRIPT OF THE EPISODE: SCRIPT: Welcome to Murder Mile; a true-crime podcast and audio guided walk featuring many of London’s untold, unsolved and long-forgotten murders, all set within and beyond the West End. Whether in the grip of a drug-induced psychosis, a psychopathic fantasy or paranoid schizophrenia, Daniel Gonzales had left two injured and four dead in a two-day killing-spree. But with a kill-list of “at least ten”, the next life he would take would be his last. Murder Mile is researched using authentic sources. It contains moments of satire, shock and grisly details. And as a dramatization of the real events, it may also feature loud and realistic sounds, so that no matter where you listen to this podcast, you’ll feel like you’re actually there. My name is Michael, I am your tour-guide and this is Murder Mile. Episode 138: Daniel Gonzales: The Lost Boy – Part Four. Today I’m standing on Lamb’s Conduit Street in Holborn, WC1; three and a half miles south of the double-murder of Derek & Jean Robinson, one mile north-west of Daniel’s criminal trial at the Old Bailey, one mile north-east of his arrest at Tottenham Court Road tube, and thirty-four miles north-east of his incarceration at Broadmoor Psychiatric Prison – coming imminently to Murder Mile. Situated off Theobald’s Road, at 10 Lamb’s Conduit Street currently sits Holborn Police Station. Build in the 1960’s, it’s an ugly monstrous block of reinforced concrete with flat dark windows and an imposing fifteen storey office block above. With almost no signage, it’s often mistaken for council flats or a defunct utility company, until they spot the iconic little blue lamp known as the Mercia Lantern. Fitted with custody suites, a vehicle bay, a firing range and a canteen, sadly - for one of Murder Mile’s much lauded and recently promoted temporary Police Sergeants - it doesn’t have a bar: (PGAC) “what do you mean you don’t serve Guinness? Well, what else am I supposed to have for breakfast?” In 2013, when London had 136 police stations - owing to repeated government cut-backs, as well as the loss of back-room staff and officers on the beat - now there is barely one station for each of the city’s 32 boroughs, with many buildings closed to the public including this one. So, should you wish to report a crime, here you’ll find a locked door, an empty office and a sign directing you elsewhere. Before its demise, many murderers were interrogated by detectives at Holborn. As is standard police procedure; their details were recorded, questions asked and responses taped as part of an on-going investigation. Every suspect had the right to say “no comment”, but one man did not. But this was not a confession of remorse, but a chance to brag about his crimes which directly led to his conviction. As it was here, on the afternoon of Friday 17th September 2004, just a few hours after his arrest, that Daniel Gonzales confessed to four murders. But who did the talking – his ego or his illness? (Interstitial) (Daniel) “...I’ll be famous, like those kids who did the shooting massacre at Columbine, man. Mine’s a big f**king story. Yeah, I’m gonna be front-page news”. Desperate for fame, Daniel’s murders were the perfect combination of sickening and salacious for the tawdry tabloids; as with tales of blood, knives, a Jason mask and callous soundbites of how he sliced-up his petrified prey, they cemented his infamy with a catchy nickname – the Freddy Krueger killer. Only his crimes went mostly unknown; as with Hurricane Francis ripping through the Caribbean, two earthquakes unleashing a double tsunami in Japan and the hunt for Iraqi fugitive Saddam Hussein, as well as the recent arrest of the Camden Ripper and the investigation into Dr Harold Shipman (one of the world’s most prolific serial killers), his timing was terrible. In comparison, Daniel was small-fry, the press didn’t care and the British public were focussed on the X-Factor final. That morning, forensics teams were at three locations across London; the murder of Kevin Molloy in Tottenham, the attempted murder of Koumis Constantinou in Hornsey and the brutal double-murder of Derek & Jean Robinson in Highgate, but as yet, they were unaware of Peter King and Marie Harding. Having issued a description of this unnamed assailant, Daniel was being hunted by the Police. Only by then, he was already in Soho. (VHS Fast-Forward). Friday 17th September 2004 at 12:10pm. Later discovered in his bag at the Left Luggage kiosk, in a handwritten note Daniel had declared: “I will be a serial killer. I am gonna make sure I get to London and kill as many old bill as soon as I can”. At 12:11pm, he entered Exit One of Tottenham Court Road tube station. Being lunchtime, it was quiet, and being dressed casually, he blended in. Except that in his jacket, he held an eight and a twelve-inch kitchen knife, and although this spree-killer had already murdered four, any more would be a bonus. At 12:13pm, at the ticket office, he purchased a travel card which would give him a day’s travel across the London network, only it wouldn’t get him home. So, where he was heading? We don’t know. And having been unable to shower, he paid using a £20 note, which – just like his hands and clothes – were stained with blood. If he had used a ticket machine, he’d have gone undetected... but he didn’t. At 12:14pm, as Daniel walked through the turn-style and headed towards the Northern Line, staff spotted a bite mark on his neck, a wound to his leg and arm, and informed the British Transport Police, who confirmed that he matched the description and monitored his movements until officers arrived. At 12:16pm, Daniel stood on Platform 4 of the sound-bound Northern Line waiting for the next tube. To take him, maybe to a major transport hub like Waterloo or Clapham Junction, to tourists-spots like the Southbank or Leicester Square, or simply to furnish this blood-hungry spree-killer with a carriage full of captive victims trapped inside a train whose doors lock the passengers in once it’s in transit? (Daniel) “I will be a serial killer. I am gonna kill as many ‘old bill’ as soon as I can”. The time was 12:17pm. With his heart pounding (“kill, kill, kill, kill”), two knives in his jacket (“kill, kill, kill, kill”) and four sinister voices inside his head (“kill, kill, kill, kill”), with people on the platform, at least one more to life to take and two Police officers approaching (“kill, kill, kill, kill”); there he stood, he was silent, and then... ...he stopped. Quietly and without any fuss, Daniel gave up. He was searched, handcuffed and - with no need to call for back-up - the two officers calmly escorted him to the concourse, where Daniel was arrested. But why did his killing-spree stop? Was he bored? Were the voices silent? Were four victims enough? Was he too desperate to share his sordid tale with the world? Or as a fan of horror movies like Friday the 13th, Halloween and Nightmare on Elm Street, is it significant that Platform 4 is where lycanthrope David Kesler slaughtered a London commuter in the film - An American Werewolf in London... ...or is this just a coincidence? At roughly 12:45pm, Daniel was processed at Holborn Police Station, held in a custody suite, and later interviewed, initially in connection with the attack on Koumis, but later he would confess to others. The evidence would prove – without a shadow of doubt – that Daniel Gonzales was a murderer. Several knives were found; one at Hilsea, two in Tottenham and two upon his arrest, all of which were soiled with Daniel’s fingerprints and the blood of Peter King, Kevin Molloy and Derek & Jean Robinson, as well as the DNA of Marie Harding on his Jason Voorhees hockey mask found in his bedroom. Police had train tickets, mobile phone data, CCTV footage and eye-witness statements, as well as his diary. And although he would plead to the lesser offence of manslaughter by diminished responsibility, it was during these interviews – in which he bragged, laughed and recounted the killings with a joyous sense of sadistic relish – that Daniel’s own words would ultimately be used to convict him of murder. (Mix of quotes) “I wanted to be Freddy Krueger for the day”, “to kill as many as possible... maybe ten”, “I slit her throat”, “I had to carve him”, “I felt clean, orgasmic”, “This is something I live for – killing”. It would be impossible for a jury to sympathise with this boy’s plight as a paranoid schizophrenic, once his diary was read aloud in court – “I got that old bitch proper, bloodbath, pouring out of her throat, boy. I got to say this, it felt really, really, really good. One of the best things I’ve done in my life”. For some - hearing how he was “cunning and manipulative”, how many experts had failed to detect “any signs of mental illness”, how he had refused to engage with the programme, how he had rejected his medication in place of a cocktail of illicit street drugs, how his diagnosis as a paranoid schizophrenic was not universally agreed, and how a pre-sentence report at HMP Reading had stated that “Daniel admitted to manipulating the symptoms of his illness in an attempt to avoid being sent to prison” – his reliance on mental illness as a excuse seemed a convenient ploy to use when it suited him most. If a jury agreed that Daniel was little more than a psychopath who wilfully committed these murders, he would be given a life sentence or a whole life tariff, meaning he may never be released from prison. But if they agreed with his diagnosis, a charge of diminished responsibility could see him committed to a psychiatric hospital, and depending on if, when and how well he engaged with treatment and if he recovered from his mental illness, Daniel could be released back into the community in a few years. Which would leave the jury with a real quandary - was Daniel bad, mad or maybe, faking both? Upon his arrest, Police headed to his home in Knaphill. Hearing the news, his mother Lesley was clearly distraught that her worst fear – “Does Daniel have to murder or be murdered before he can get the treatment he so badly needs?"; words she had repeated again, and again, and again - had come true. But across the next few hours, she patiently sat and furnished the police with full history about Daniel. She told them everything; from the drugs, to the crimes, to the voices and his psychotic episode just days before, she helped piece together a timeline, and – even after everything she had endured over the last two decades – with grace and dignity, she expressed remorse for the victims and their families. And yet, remorse was something her son could only achieve – it seemed - when it suited his need. But was this lack of compassion down to Daniel’s ego or his illness? On Wednesday 22nd September 2004, Daniel appeared at Highbury Magistrates Court, charged with the murders of Derek & Jean Robinson; he gave his name, his address, and Police were authorised to hold him for a further three days, pending their investigation. He was unresponsive and vacant. On Thursday 23rd September, Daniel was returned to Highbury Magistrates Court to be charged with the following additional offences; burglary, grievous bodily harm and the attempted murder of Koumis Constantino, the attempted murder of Peter King and the murders of Kevin Molloy and Marie Harding. But being describedas “highly emotional” and “badly behaved”, like a little boy wrapped up in his own self-pity, Daniel refused to attend, so the judge, Mrs Dorothy Quick transferred the hearing to his cell in the courts’ basement. With four security standing guard, the prosecution and the defence by the door and the judge in his cell, Daniel was asked to give his name, age and address, but he refused. Instead, he lay motionless on the floor; his legs stiff and rigid, his head fixed at an odd angle, and his vacant eyes glaring into the emptiness, as for the first time in almost a week, he said nothing. But was Daniel mentally unwell...? ...or simply playing the insanity card? While awaiting trial, Daniel was remanded at HMP Belmarsh, a Category A prison full of murderers, rapists and terrorists. If infamy was his goal, he should have relished his bad-boy status in this sea of like-minded sadists? Only quickly it became abundantly clear, that Daniel needed psychiatric help. “...there was a dramatic change in his mental state. He was aggressive, lunging at prison staff, so much so they needed a six-man unlock” (six prison officers, sometimes in riot gear, just to enter his cell). On 15th October 2004, after three weeks at Belmarsh, Daniel was moved to Broadmoor, a maximum-security psychiatric hospital at Crowthorne in Berkshire, just five miles from where he was born. For a boy who dreamed of being a serial-killer, surely (in his own twisted way) his incarceration at this infamous institution for the criminally insane - where deranged legends he had only ever read about; like Peter Sutcliffe, John Straffen, Robert Napper, Kenneth Erskin, David Copeland, Robert Maudsley and Anthony Hardy could now become his equals – surely this would become Daniel’s crowning glory? But it wasn’t. Upon admission to Broadmoor, Dr Das, the forensic consultant psychiatrist would state: “he needed continuous seclusion and observation round the clock... he was withdrawn... unpredictable... and violent... we really couldn’t understand the psychopathology of what was going on underneath”. Across his hospitalisation, Daniel was moved from the Luton Ward, to the Isis Ward and to the Henley Ward at Broadmoor, as each had their own specialties to cater for his ever-changing illness, and yet each ward’s psychiatrist held a clear consensus that Daniel was suffering from a “psychotic illness”. Initially, whether it was schizophrenia was uncertain, as when Daniel was treated with antipsychotic medications, he didn’t react well; “it brought down the agitation and he became quite placid, but we saw a man who had extrapyramidal symptoms (such as tremors, muscle spasms and full-body rigidity): sometimes he was stiff as a board” - which was why Daniel chose to self-medicate with street drugs. (Dr Das) “he was on the highest level of observation... which required him to be at arm’s length of at least two members of staff, 24 hours-a-day” for the first 18 months – a measure which even Dr Edward Petch, consultant psychiatrist would admit was “very, very unusual. Within Broadmoor I have never seen anything like it", but for Daniel’s safety and wellbeing, it was essential. This was a level of care that Daniel and his mother had spent years pleading for - (Daniel) “To have proper care, you need a doctor to follow your path and to cross-examine you thoroughly. If I was seeing someone two or three times a week, that’s at least something”. And now he finally had it. During his hospitalisation, Daniel was required to attend his trial at the Old Bailey. And although it was his own words which would convict him – whether they were spoken by his ego, or the voices in his head – what the jury saw was a psychopath, but what the doctors saw was a boy in distress. Having given his testimony in court, Daniel was returned to his cell at Broadmoor and kept under 24-hour arm’s length observation, given his emotional state and his threats to kill someone or himself... ...but even with the best care, in the best facility, there will always be lapses in concentration. Dr Das would state “I have never encountered that level of self-harm before”. As Daniel was lying in bed, silent and still, under the cover of his bed-sheet, he sunk his teeth deep into his cubital fossa – the fleshy depression of his elbow’s pit – severing the muscles and rupturing an artery. He lost several litres of blood and was lucky to survive, but – even after this - he would still exclaim “I want to die”. Dr Petch, the admitting psychiatrist later said “I’ve never seen anyone bite himself with that ferocity”. In the space of a year, that was the third time that Daniel had tried to end his own life, and so severe was his psychopathy, that once again he was moved to a specialist care unit at Broadmoor. But if this suicide attempt was just a ploy to avoid a lengthy prison time, was his life worth such a big risk? By September 2005, a year into his hospitalisation – although his moods still swung wildly from elation to depression; he lashed-out, harmed himself and still heard voices, with his account of the murders ranging from self-pity to uncontrollable grief – doctors described Daniel as “a changed man”, thanks to high doses of antipsychotic and mood stabilising medications, used to treat schizophrenia. Lesley would say “this is the best he has ever been; we’ve not seen Danny so well since he was fifteen”. Nurses would also describe him as “a boisterous, affectionate and tactile man, who had a good sense of humour... a warm smile, and loved music and movies”. As for the doctors at Broadmoor, this was a very positive step – “as it led us to think that the medication was doing something right”. But the jurors wouldn’t see any of this. On Tuesday 28th February 2006, the trial began at the Old Bailey, before Judge Ann Goddard QC. The evidence that Daniel had committed these murders was irrefutable, but what divided opinion was his motive; was he a homicidal psychopath hellbent on blood, or a schizophrenic guided by voices? To put it simply, at the time of the murders, was he “bad” or “mad”? For the defence, Dr Edward Petch, a psychiatric consultant at Broadmoor agreed that Daniel’s “illness was atypical and the lack of acute episodes made diagnosis difficult”, but that in his expert opinion, Daniel exhibited "a degree of disturbance which was without parallel in my experience". Arguing that he was a paranoid schizophrenic, that he should be found guilty of manslaughter owing to diminished responsibility and treated accordingly, stating that “he is one of the sickest patients I had ever seen”. As for the prosecution, with a wealth of compelling evidence on their side – including the knives, the mask, the victim’s, the diary and Daniel’s own words, as well as conflicting medical testimony from Dr Phillip Joseph, a psychiatrist who said it wasn’t schizophrenia, but an "anti-social personality disorder" – the prosecution put forward that Daniel was a psychopath hellbent on a mission to commit murder. On Thursday 16th March 2006, after a three-week trial, the jury retired... ...and after just ninety-minutes, they returned with a unanimous verdict. Daniel Gonzales was found guilty of murder; they believed that drugs had played a key-part, the voices in his head were fabricated, he was not suffering from mental illness, and he had killed in cold-blood. Sentenced on Friday 17th March, the relatives of the victims hugged each other, as for the murders of Marie Harding, Kevin Molloy and Derek & Jean Robinson, and the attempted murders of Peter King and Koumis Constantinou, Daniel was given a whole life tariff, meaning he would never be released. Once again, Lesley & Daniel had been let down by a chronically under-funded mental-health system “incapable of providing joined-up care over any period of time". But this sentence had one shining light – as although the jury didn’t believe that Daniel was mentally ill – the judge would rule that (until he is deemed fit) he should be spend the remainder of his sentence at Broadmoor psychiatric hospital. Over the next few months, although Daniel was still “considered one of the most dangerous patients at Broadmoor”, he continued to improve, he had stopped self-harming and was moved to a lower-risk young person's unit called the Windsor Ward. His mother said; “he is so much better. We can have a laugh now. But he has begun to wonder about what he did, and where he is, and has got depressed. I can't talk about it to him and he can't to me. But sometimes he says, 'I'm so sorry, Mum, I'm in here". With his appeal rejected and no chance of parole, Daniel’s future looked hopeless. But as Dr Petch would state “he had killed four people, (but we) felt there was one left... and that was himself”. (End) On Thursday 9th August 2007, just before 8am - as part of hospital protocol to observe any patients who are deemed to be a suicide risk, once every thirty minutes - a nurse saw Daniel, half-naked, lying on his bed. She had no real fears, as over the previous week, he had seemed happy and settled. At a little after 8:20am, the nurse grew concerned as he had not collected his medication. Returning to his room, she found the walls spattered and his bed saturated with blood. Using the shattered edge of a CD case, Daniel had slashed both wrists deep. He could not be revived and was pronounced dead. At the inquest into his death, a consultant reiterated that “Danny was one of the most disturbed and sick young men that had been treated at Broadmoor Hospital for years" and that “the crimes he had committed and the sentence he had received had caused him a great anxiety”, hence his suicide. In March 2009, an independent review into his care by NHS South-West concluded that Daniel “had suffered from schizophrenia” and “he was not treated successfully”. But deemed as a case of “missed opportunities” where “lessons could be learned”, no person or organisation was held accountable. Whichever way you look at it, Daniel Gonzales was a lost boy. To the jury, he was lost in a life of drugs and horror films. To the tabloids, he was lost in a deluded fantasy of killing and blood. To his mother, he was lost in a system which was supposed to protect him. But to Daniel, he was just a little boy lost inside his own mind – a prison he could never escape from and where no-one would hear him scream. OUTRO: Ladies and gentlemen, thank you so much for listening to Murder Mile. That was the final part of Daniel Gonzales – The Lost Boy. Next week, a regular episode. As always, if you enjoyed that episode, there’s some non-essential extra stuff after the break. A big thank you to my new Patreon supporters, who are Kayleigh Dodd and Lizzy Dee, plus a thank you to Amanda Simms for your very kind donation via the Murder Mile ‘donate button’ in the eShop. I thank you all, and I pray that a truckload of Mr Kipling’s cakes is accidentally delivered to your homes alongside a large tanker full of freshly brewed (but always hot) tea. Yummy. Plus, a thank you to everyone who leaves lovely five-star reviews, as us little podcasts can’t survive without them. Murder Mile was researched, written and performed by myself, with the main musical themes written and performed by Erik Stein & Jon Boux of Cult With No Name. Thank you for listening and sleep well. *** LEGAL DISCLAIMER The Murder Mile UK True Crime Podcast has been researched using the original declassified police investigation files, court records, press reports and as many authentic sources as possible, which are freely available in the public domain, including eye-witness testimony, confessions, autopsy reports, first-hand accounts and independent investigation, where possible. But these documents are only as accurate as those recounting them and recording them, and are always incomplete or full of opinion rather than fact, therefore mistakes and misrepresentations can be made. As stated at the beginning of each episode (and as is clear by the way it is presented) Murder Mile UK True Crime Podcast is a 'dramatisation' of the events and not a documentary, therefore a certain amount of dramatic licence, selective characterisation and story-telling (within logical reason and based on extensive research) has been taken to create a fuller picture. It is not a full and complete representation of the case, the people or the investigation, and therefore should not be taken as such. It is also often (for the sake of clarity, speed and the drama) presented from a single person's perspective, usually (but not exclusively) the victim's, and therefore it will contain a certain level of bias and opinion to get across this single perspective, which may not be the overall opinion of those involved or associated. Murder Mile is just one possible retelling of each case. Murder Mile does not set out to cause any harm or distress to those involved, and those who listen to the podcast or read the transcripts provided should be aware that by accessing anything created by Murder Mile (or any source related to any each) that they may discover some details about a person, an incident or the police investigation itself, that they were unaware of. *** LEGAL DISCLAIMER Michael J Buchanan-Dunne is a writer, crime historian, podcaster and tour-guide who runs Murder Mile Walks, a guided tour of Soho’s most notorious murder cases, hailed as “one of the top ten curious, quirky, unusual and different things to do in London”, nominated "one of the best true-crime podcasts at the British Podcast Awards", one of The Telegraph's top five true-crime podcasts and featuring 12 murderers, including 3 serial killers, across 15 locations, totaling 50 deaths, over just a one mile walk.
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