The sliver of a new moon was masked behind a blanket of cloud, and the gloom gave the night the feel of March rather than summer.

In Blackpool Street nothing stirred, except a dim flickering light in the window of Number 75.

A flickering that became a flame, which became an inferno.

The alarm was raised, the fire brigade arrived, and when eventually they broke through into the house, they discovered far more than a domestic house fire. They discovered a crime scene. In an upstairs bedroom, the body of a teenage girl. murdered, mutilated and abandoned in the blazing building.

Welcome to the Mysterious Case of the Blackpool Street Murder