Ian Brady and Myra Hindley were arrested following the murder of Edward Evans. During the investigation, the police uncovered incriminating evidence that linked the pair to the disappearance of several missing children. Investigators spent days exhaustively searching Saddleworth Moor for the remains of the dearly missed youngsters. On the final day of the search, an officer stumbled upon a makeshift grave… (Part 3 of 6).

Between 1963 and 1965, four children vanished from Manchester without a trace. Despite unprecedented inquiries by multiple constabularies, there seemed to be no witnesses and no suspects. Investigators had run out of leads until a seemingly unrelated report came in… (Part 2 of 6).

A young girl walked down familiar streets, careful not to scuff her shiny, new shoes on the cobblestones. Her thoughts were on the night ahead, jiving to the latest hits with other people her age at the dance. She wouldn’t make it there, and her name would become synonymous with one of the most notorious crime sprees in British history… (Part 1 of 6).

This is a case that would obsess the British media for decades to come. Furthermore, the circumstances of Stuart’s death still remain a mystery to this day. The only people who knew what happened and could make sense of the tragedy, where a father of two young children had lost his life, were those individuals who attended the party that night. Frustratingly, the accounts they have given of Stuart’s final hours are a puzzle that has yet to be pieced together in any coherent way… 

Shortly before 7:20 on a Sunday morning in the autumn of 2018, officers at Thorpe Wood police station in Peterborough received a call from a public pay phone nearby. A young woman on the other end of the line said that she was outside and needed to speak with them. She added, “I think I killed someone”...

Forensic techniques are constantly advancing, and over the past 50 years, they have evolved to the point that even the smallest amount of evidence can provide a breakthrough in what would have been an unsolvable case. In 2025, those scientific advancements led to the oldest cold case murder conviction in British history… 

In the quiet corridors of a seaside care home, on an ordinary weekday afternoon, a 92-year-old man sat confused in his wheelchair, gripping a butter knife he'd been using to eat his lunch. Within minutes, two police officers would arrive at his door after being alerted that it was vital for them to attend the scene quickly, as someone’s life had been threatened…

The text detailed a remarkable opportunity. A unique one-off property ripe for modernisation, offering adaptable accommodation in a pretty hamlet five minutes from Ashbourne town centre. The home included a sitting room, a second reception room, a kitchen, a bathroom, a half-cellar/workshop, two bedrooms, a large landing suitable for conversion to a third bedroom, a rear garden, a former stable block, a coal store and a garden shed, all for the price of £69,950. However, nowhere in the listing was there mention of the ghosts who were said to live there… 

A taxi driver was simply doing his job during the miners' strike in 1984, when an object was hurled onto the motorway, crushing his car and killing him in the process. Three men had been charged with murder. However, one insisted to the police that he had played no part in the crime. Against the backdrop of the bitter clash between miners and the government, the trial was set to begin. No one could predict how the legal proceedings would end… (Part 2 of 2).

The winter of 1984 forced miners to confront impossible choices. Families faced a dilemma that would tear at the fabric of the country’s tight-knit communities. Miners could continue to strike, pushing them to the brink of poverty, or return to work to put food on the table… (Part 1 of 2).

The man and his dog rambled through the North York Moors towards a stream just outside Danby. Like many locals, they regularly enjoyed walking through the scenic heather-covered moorland. There were always areas off the beaten path where they had never set foot and never saw a soul. That day was different. As they got close to the stream, the man spotted something in the water…

A horrifying “pills-by-post” plot is only uncovered by chance after life-altering damage has been caused by the ultimate betrayal...   

Preserving the scene and meticulously collecting forensic evidence at the site of a suspicious death provides the best chance of uncovering the truth about what happened. When an investigation falters in its earliest stages, incorrect assumptions can lead to contamination of the crime scene, creating a devastating ripple effect that could ultimately allow someone to get away with murder…

The tide was starting to come in, and the sun was setting over Saltburn-by-the-Sea in North Yorkshire. A woman sat on a bench on the promenade, waiting for her son to join her so they could walk home together. Quite often, the sea was dotted with surfers, but not that day. The woman pulled her jacket tightly to shield herself from the icy coastal winds as she stopped and waited…

Susan Allan had just returned from her lunch break when she heard Gary, the shop owner, calling her name from the street outside. She rushed out of the shop and saw a customer she had been chatting with earlier that day walking towards a car parked in an alley. Thinking that the man had stolen something, Susan quickly took out her phone and snapped a photograph of him. At the same time, Gary told her, “He’s stabbed me”. As Susan was repeating exactly what her boss said to a 999 operator, Gary added, “With a needle”...

Two officers from the Metropolitan Police were already dealing with an incident when they were asked to come and assist an unconscious woman lying on a park bench. They refused, leaving her alone, a decision that would have devastating consequences...

Constable Thomas Lockley was working the early shift at Streetly station when he received a message from Little Aston cafe. He set off in his patrol car, and as the constable approached the cafe, he noticed a teenage boy on a bike peddling away with urgency. PC Lockley slowed his vehicle and rolled down the window. The boy quickly acknowledged him and, before even taking a breath, words tumbled out of his mouth: “It’s at Brinton Kennels. Somebody had been in and they’ve knocked her about. She is in a mess… I found her in the bathroom. She was stark naked”...

Darren Linton got off the number 469 bus at the Brewers Arms on Bell Lane and waved goodbye to his grandmother Shirley, who was still on board. They had arranged to meet up to go shopping that weekend, something they enjoyed doing together, especially if they came across a record store. Earlier that day, they had visited Darren’s mother, Beryl, who was in the hospital. On her journey home, Shirley had to get a connecting bus at the Interchange station in Bury, Greater Manchester. Sometime later, when that second bus pulled in at the station, there was no sign of Shirley… 

The children had just been dropped off at school. They would already be in their first lesson of the day by the time their mother got home. Surely she would have 15 minutes to herself to have a shower before he arrived?…

When asked if they wanted to visit the property on Cromwell Street, the jury were unanimous in their decision. They were transported to the scene by bus. The windows were covered, and jurors were told not to talk to anyone. The route they would make on foot, from the rear of the house, into the building, was shielded from view. It was vital the numerous camera crews still filming the property did not record the jury. They walked, single file, from the top of the home, moving down, floor by floor, until they reached the cellar and the horrors that were perpetrated within it. White ribbons marked where each body had been found…