Season 9 - Episode 18
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Shortly before 8 am, on March 30th, 2009, Craig Freear was getting ready to leave his home on Ashbourne Road in Bradford. While his partner Neville was still in bed, Craig quietly approached the front door to set off for work. As the door opened, Craig found himself face to face with a man holding a double-barrel shotgun. Taking a step back through the threshold of the house, Craig recognised the gunman’s eyes through the holes of his balaclava...  *** LISTENER CAUTION IS ADVISED ***     This episode was researched and written by Eileen Macfarlane. Edited by Joel Porter at Dot Dot Dot Productions. Script editing, additional writing, illustrations and production direction by Rosanna Fitton Narration, audio editing assistance, script editing, and production direction by Benjamin Fitton. Become a ‘Patreon Producer’ and get exclusive access to Season 1, early ad-free access to episodes, and your name in the podcast credits. Find out more here: https://www.patreon.com/TheyWalkAmongUs More information and episode references can be found on our website https://theywalkamonguspodcast.com MUSIC:  Asylum by Cody Martin  Pursuit Of Wonder by Caleb Etheridge  Changing Tide by Moments  The Search by CJ0  The Diary by CJ0  Arcadia by Cody Martin  Dark Night by Cody Martin  Far From Home by Cody Martin  Final Moments by Cody Martin  Forbidden Wing by Cody Martin  Loaves & Fish by Cody Martin  Quiet Desperation Part 2 by JCar  Unexpected Turn by Moments  Distances by Salon Dijon  Crooked Man by Wicked Cinema  Vanished by Wicked Cinema  SOCIAL MEDIA:  YouTube - https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCeM6RXDKQ3gZbDHaKxvrAyA X - https://twitter.com/TWAU_Podcast Facebook - https://www.facebook.com/theywalkamonguspodcast Instagram - https://www.instagram.com/theywalkamonguspodcast Threads - https://www.threads.net/@theywalkamonguspodcast Support this show http://supporter.acast.com/theywalkamongus. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.
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