Silent Witnesses: The Often Gruesome but Always Fascinating History of Forensic Science by Nigel McCrery (2014-09-01) by Nigel McCrery
English | 1759 | ASIN: B01NH0CJMX | 151 Pages | ePub | 2 MB
English | 1759 | ASIN: B01NH0CJMX | 151 Pages | ePub | 2 MB
The morning of November 21, 1983, dawned cold. The wind was bitter, the sky dark and bleak. On her mother’s advice, fifteen-year-old Lynda Mann dressed warmly before leaving for school. She wore denim jeans over a pair of tights, a thick sweater, white socks, and black tennis shoes. Before leaving the house, she also pulled on her new jacket and stuffed a warm scarf into her pocket.
Lynda lived in Narborough, England, a village about six miles from the Leicester city center. It was what Lynda’s mother, Kathleen, described as “a real English village.” Kathleen, divorced, had been a city dweller for most of her life but had settled there with Lynda and her other daughter, Susan, after falling in love with the place. In 1980 she married Eddie Eastwood, a former soldier, and they became a happy family of four.