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The
deadly shots that still ring through the decades
The
following article appeared in the Nottingham Evening Post on 2 November 2010: Standing by the roadside with
a shotgun, he blasted the 40-year-old as he drove by, forcing him to swerve
off the road. Coolly, the killer then
walked up to the stalled car and shot his victim again, in the face. Two
deadly wounds – but what the police could not understand was why he
also attacked the stricken man with a hammer, breaking three of his ribs. Did he want to make sure his
victim was dead, to finish him off? Once his grisly task was over, the killer
robbed All this happened 80 years
ago, in the north Notts The story of this vicious
crime has been revived by local author Stephen Lomax [NB: My name is not Stephen], in his new book Unsolved Murders In
And Around Derbyshire. He looks back on a police
operation that began with great optimism that the killer would be caught
quickly. But, as no firm leads could be
found, it ran out of steam until the file was put to one side. Top Scotland Yard
detectives, led by the flamboyant Detective Chief Inspector James Berrett,
were sent to Nottinghamshire to lead the manhunt after The motive was believed to
be robbery. Mr Wilson was a grocer and insurance collector, known to drive
between calls with a considerable amount of cash. As the village church
overflowed with mourners at his funeral, DCI Berrett's team began hauling in
suspects: poachers, gun-owners, any ne'er-do-well they could find. Although fingerprinting was
still in its infancy, there was great hope that prints lifted from the car
could help pin the crime on the guilty man, but to no avail. Nor could police find the
gun, although they did turn up a bloodstained hammer in a nearby hedge which
probably caused Mr Wilson's broken ribs. The police kept the curious,
concerned, public at bay with repeated promises that the killer would soon be
caught, at one point announcing that they had a prime suspect, but as
September moved into October there was little sign that a breakthrough was
imminent. The manhunt briefly switched
to Nottingham when
a woman handed over two bloodstained banknotes in a city pub but she was
never identified. In the middle of October, DCI Berrett and his team returned
to London. They had
given up the chase. A year later, a mysterious
letter was received from a Mr L Westney, who claimed he had employed an
unnamed man who had made what sounded like a confession. Local police chief
Detective Inspector Harris dismissed the link as "the fabrication of a
man's fertile mind" and that effectively ended the investigation. They lived for a time with
Filisa's grandparents before having to make a new life in the village,
Samuel's widow opening a grocery store in But in later years the
strain told on Mrs Wilson and her daughter was forced to give up her dream of
becoming a doctor to care for her. Mrs Wilson died in 1950. She was 59. Filista said: "I
married a boy from Author Scott Lomax
said: "Eighty years on from this awful murder, the residents of Warsop
still want justice for Samuel Fell Wilson." Scott claims to have heard
from a number of people who have given possible names of the killer. |
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