Følg med migKristoffer Lind
John Christie wasn’t good at very much. Not relationships. Not even petty crime. But one evening in 1943, he strangled a sex worker to death and hid her body under the floorboards of his flat in Notting Hill, London. He’d found what he was good at, and he’d keep doing it for a decade. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices
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