It’s a cold November night in 1976, we’re in Inverness, and driving on the A9 road, we see two cars in a remote layby. There’s a person pushing a pram, the person turns and looks at you, his eyes are intense, so you feel uncomfortable, and look away. There’s a wee body lollying out of the pushchair, but given the guy’s stare you don’t think anymore about it. A train driver spots a car on fire on the A9, in the same layby, and calls it in. It’s a blue BMW, it’s on its own, no sign of the lady owner, Renee McCrae, or her younger son Andrew. Where are they, and why does her house have some packed boxes kicking around? This is a very sad case, with little in the way of resolution, or justice.
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