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CHAPTER 1
Shot in the Back
Before Metropolitan Police districts, divisions and beats became 'boroughs' and 'neighbourhoods', what was known as 'Y' Division covered a very large area of North London, including Tottenham, Wood Green, Southgate and Winchmore Hill, and the northern boundaries of the division flanked those of the Hertfordshire Constabulary. In 1948 criminality had slightly stabilized, with 126,597 indictable offences being recorded in the Metropolitan Police Area, after a dramatic rise in crime – to 128,954 offences – following the end of the Second World War.
Rationing was still in place, and although Scotland Yard's secret post-war Ghost Squad was having 'its best year ever' in its fight against the black marketeers and lorry hijackers, the number of police officers patrolling the streets was far smaller than was considered desirable. Recruitment had recommenced following the end of the war, but although the authorized establishment of 'Y' Division should have been 831, the actual figure was 646. Much of the housing in 'Y' Division in 1948 was situated in smart commuter land and as such it attracted the attention of housebreakers. Apart from burglary, problems were also being experienced with desertion from the armed services – and sometimes the two crimes coincided.
In February 1948 there had been a spate of twenty-nine burglaries in and around the areas of Winchmore Hill and Southgate, and therefore, whilst all police personnel were expected to keep their eyes peeled, it fell to the aids to CID to go out and patrol, keep observations, press their informants for details as to who was responsible and, ideally, make arrests. These fledgling CID men were uniformed officers in plain clothes, and for an aid to CID to arrest a burglar – i.e. one who broke into dwelling houses during the hours of darkness – more or less guaranteed his acceptance into the CID proper. The aids patrolled in pairs – their partners were known as 'bucks' – and quite often, especially in an area as big as 'Y' Division, on bicycles, meeting up at previously agreed locations or giving hand signals if something occurred which would necessitate the assistance of the other.
But at one o'clock on the afternoon of Friday 13 February, the pair of aids who booked on duty to commence their patrol decided to work the area on foot. Police Constable 559 'Y' John McPartlan had joined the police in 1931 and his entire career had been spent on 'Y' Division. Just under five feet ten, McPartlan, a native of Haywood, Lanarkshire, aspired to promotion but had only passed his Civil Servants Examination (Second Class) – necessary before sitting the police examination for sergeant – on the fifth occasion. He fared little better with the sergeant's examination, only passing the qualifying examination for detective sergeant (second class) at the fourth attempt in 1940. However, there was first the matter of being selected for the rank of detective constable. He was better at being a thief catcher; in 1938 he had been commended by the commissioner, the Justices at Wood Green Petty Sessions and the Deputy Chairman of the Middlesex Sessions for his actions in effecting an arrest in a case of shopbreaking and larceny. McPartlan was now thirty-nine years of age – quite old for an aid – and was married with two children, a boy and a girl, both born in 1947.
McPartlan's partner was Police Constable 807 'Y' Nathanael – but always known as 'Nat' – Edgar, a fellow Scot from Leslie, Fife. Edgar was one of 238 candidates who joined the police on 2 September 1939, and he was posted to 'Y' Division. Nine months later, he married Florence at the Holy Trinity Church, Islington, and they moved into 231 Falloden Way (on the A1 trunk road), Golders Green. Two sons were born to them: Thomas Leslie in 1943 and Neil Henry two years later.
In 1943, Edgar had volunteered for service with the Royal Navy, and following his demobilization in 1946 he returned to 'Y' Division. He passed his Civil Servants Examination in 1941 but failed the sergeant's exam in 1946. Edgar had been commended twice in 1947, once for the arrest of a thief before he could climb into a getaway car, and secondly for arresting a housebreaker. And so thirty-three-year-old Edgar set off on patrol that Friday afternoon with his 'buck', hopeful of catching a burglar.
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For the next four and a half hours the two aids patrolled Southgate, meticulously quartering the area, but without any success; after a refreshment break at six o'clock they decided to patrol the area of Winchmore Hill and the Oakwood Estate.
At seven o'clock they saw a suspect with a slight limp, a hatless man in a dark overcoat, in Wychgate and followed him into Park View; but by now it was quite dark, and after twenty minutes the man disappeared in the vicinity of Grovelands Park, which bordered those thoroughfares to the south. The officers decided to separate and patrol the area of the Oakwood Estate individually, then, if nothing happened, to meet up in Winchmore Hill Road at eight o'clock. And nothing did transpire; so they decided to continue their lone patrols and meet up at Southgate Tube Station an hour later.
Edgar walked off along Winchmore Hill Road and then cut through to Park View, where he and McPartlan had originally seen the suspect. Then, just before 8.30, he found him. The man appeared to be just about to climb the drainpipe of a house in Wades Hill, but as Edgar walked up to the premises, so the man left by the front gate. Edgar stopped him and asked for an explanation; the man told him that he had intended to visit a house further along the road, but there was nobody at home. Not unnaturally, Edgar demanded the suspect's name and address. The man produced his identity card and Edgar recorded the details: his identity number, BEAH 257/2, and his name and address – Thomas, Donald, 247 Cambridge Road, Enfield.
Thomas offered to show Edgar the house which he had intended to visit, and the two men walked down Wades Hill to No. 112, which Thomas indicated. But just at that moment, a light came on in the house – which rather spoilt Thomas' claim that the premises were unoccupied.
Edgar may have turned to look down the road and see if he could spot his colleague, McPartlan. It was then that Thomas took the opportunity to draw a Luger pistol. With Edgar's back turned, he fired three shots which hit Edgar in the base of his spine, his buttock and his right thigh.
The shots were heard by Mrs Mary Laing, who was walking along Broadlands Avenue with her brother, Mr James Baillie, and she then saw a man run along Broadlands Avenue from the direction of Wades Hill. As they entered the junction they could see the collapsed PC Edgar lying face down, groaning and bleeding on the driveway. Mrs Laing called the police. Mr and Mrs John Hansen, who lived next door, also heard the shots but although they looked outside they were unable to see Edgar's body in the darkness, lying in next door's driveway.
Dr Edward Soloman Samuels, who lived nearby, also heard the shots and the sound of running footsteps, and when he found Edgar, obviously grievously wounded, he tended his wounds, administered two injections of morphine and called for an ambulance. At the same time, the area car drew up and Police Constable 733 'Y' William Crow and Police Constable 538 'Y' Yves Jennings saw immediately that the wounded man was one of their colleagues.
With enormous willpower, Edgar provided a description of the gunman and told the area car crew, "The man was by the door. I got his identity card and name. I do not know if it is right. He shot me in the legs with three shots. The pocket book is in my inside pocket." With that, he sank into unconsciousness and was conveyed to North Middlesex Hospital, Edmonton.
Police Constable 452 'Y' Allan Willcox was a young probationer with five months' service at Wood Green police station, and he and his wife were on their way to a social function at her company on the North Circular Road, Palmers Green, when a police car and an ambulance, sirens wailing, passed them en route to the hospital. Despite the surgeons' most determined efforts to save him, Edgar died without regaining consciousness at 9.30 that evening. As Wilcox told me, "The following morning, the news broke and the whole of the area was in shock."
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Donald George Thomas had been responsible for sixteen of the burglaries in that area and had just been attempting his seventeenth when he was stopped by PC Edgar. Twenty-three years of age, he had been brought up in Edmonton, was among the brightest half-dozen boys in his school, captain of the cricket team and a member of the Boys' Brigade, before going off the rails in his teens. He was placed on probation twice. His mother had found a pound note missing from her purse and called the police, who were more interested in the two stolen bicycles at the family address. He stole another bicycle and was sent to an Approved School. In January 1945 he was called up for military service, and within a fortnight he had deserted from the General Service Corps. After two years on the run, he surrendered to the Military Police and was sentenced to 160 days' detention; almost immediately after being returned to his unit, on 13 October 1947 he deserted once more. Since that time he had secured an income, sometimes with an associate, sometimes alone, by breaking into houses.
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The crew of the area car, together with PC McPartlan, rushed to the divisional headquarters at Wood Green police station and handed over Edgar's pocket book. McPartlan had been several streets away at the time of the shooting but was able to provide a description of the suspect that he and Edgar had seen previously: aged about twenty-five and five feet eight tall. Furthermore, he had seen Edgar's pocket book earlier in the day; Thomas' details had not been written down then and no entry had been made the last time they had met at eight o'clock. Therefore, when Edgar had murmured to PC Crow that he had written down the gunman's details from his identity card, it appeared that that man concerned was the killer.
The officer in charge of the murder investigation was Divisional Detective Inspector Thomas Owen Harry Stinton. He was then forty-two years of age and had been a police officer since 1925. Stinton had spent several years at C1 Department at the Yard, and the complicated cases he had dealt with there had materially helped the investigations which he had solved on divisional duties – on 'C', 'X' and now 'Y' Division. He had been commended on nineteen occasions, mainly for solving white-collar crimes, including a number of frauds, bribery, a rather odd offence in contravention of the Coal Mines Act and an even stranger one, where he was commended for 'ability in a difficult case of a mysterious death'.
Not that there was anything mysterious regarding Edgar's death; it was cold-blooded murder, pure and simple. The investigation commenced with Stinton telephoning the details contained in Edgar's pocket book to Criminal Records Office at the Yard; within seconds, it was revealed that Thomas was circulated as being wanted for desertion and that the address in Cambridge Road, Enfield was his last known address. Armed police raided the premises, which were occupied by his mother, but Thomas had long since vanished from there. Nevertheless, a twenty-four-hour watch was maintained on the property in case he did return.
The head of the CID at No. 2 District Headquarters, Detective Superintendent Peter Henderson Beveridge MBE, a very tough, red-haired Scot who had led the Flying Squad through the war years, was apprised of the situation and went straight to the Yard. He, like Edgar, came from Fife, and there was another bond, because he knew that Edgar's younger brother had been captured with the 51st Highland Division at St Valéry in 1940 and had made a daring escape through France and into Spain. There was public (as well as police) outrage at the crime; it was the first time in almost thirty years that a Metropolitan Police officer had been fatally shot, and he wanted the case cleared up before anybody else could be murdered. Beveridge insisted that Thomas' photograph be published in the newspapers, and although his request was initially rejected, the Assistant Commissioner (Crime) Ronald Howe MVO, MC, and the Commissioner, Sir Harold Scott GCVO, KCB, KBE, finally agreed to permit publication of the photograph. It was a wise choice. Two years previously, Sir Harold had decided not to allow publication of the photograph of Neville George Clevely Heath, who was wanted for a sickening, degrading sex murder. No one knew where Heath was, he had no known associates, he was renowned for using a string of aliases; when he was finally arrested, it was discovered that, during the intervening period, he had committed a second murder, just as savage and depraved as the first. There had been some unwelcome publicity following Sir Harold's lamentably irrational decision, but, like the true civil servant which he was at heart, he survived the ordeal. However, he was probably astute enough to know that if the same thing happened again, adverse public opinion would ensure that he did not complete his tenure as commissioner; therefore, the following day (and this was the first time a wanted person's picture had been published), a photograph of Thomas appeared in the newspapers with the bland statement that this man could assist the police with their enquiries into the murder of PC Edgar. Fortunately, the item was seen by a certain Stanley J. Winkless of Camberwell.
Winkless recognized Thomas as being a man whom he had known for about three months and with whom his wife, Noreen, a twenty-seven-year-old usherette at the New Victoria Cinema, had fallen passionately in love. Three weeks previously, she had run off with Thomas, leaving her husband and their three children. Winkless produced a photograph of his faithless wife, and on the morning of Tuesday, 17 February the faces of Donald Thomas and Noreen Winkless featured prominently in the morning newspapers. This photograph was seen by Mrs Connie Smeed, the landlady of a house which had been converted into bedsits at 16 Mayflower Road, Stockwell, South London. She realized that she was looking at photographs of two of her tenants, whom she knew as Don and Noreen Winkless, currently resident on the top floor. Mrs Smeed ran out into the street and stopped fifty-three-year-old ex-War Reserve Police Constable 103 'L' George Charles Searle, who contacted the local station and then kept watch to ensure the suspects did not abscond.
Meanwhile, Mrs Smeed's 'ideal couple' were languishing in bed. The star-crossed lovers had been staying in their thirty-shillings-a-week accommodation since 24 January, the date of their flight from nearby Camberwell. On the day of the murder, Thomas had gone out at 6.30 in the evening to travel to Winchmore Hill and find a house to burgle. When he returned the following morning, he admitted to his paramour that he had shot a police officer but stressed that he had "only intended to maim him." Reassured by this apparently acceptable explanation, Noreen Winkless resolved to 'stand by her man'.
While he waited for his landlady to bring up the breakfast tray, Thomas was in good company. As well as having the glamorous Mrs Winkless for companionship, he also had a jemmy, a rubber cosh and half a dozen other identity cards; to pass the time, his reading material included Shooting to Live, with the One-handed Gun by Captain W. E. Fairburn and Captain E. A. Sykes, both of whom had been very tough instructors to the wartime Special Forces. For extra reassurance, underneath the pillow he had his 9mm Luger pistol, fully loaded with a clip of eight rounds, plus one in the breech; in addition, he had a further seventeen rounds of ammunition.
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There was absolutely no time to contact the investigating officers far north of the Thames; action had to be taken immediately, and Inspector William Arthur Moody from Brixton police station took charge of the situation. At five feet eleven and weighing almost sixteen stone, the forty-year-old former goalkeeper for the Metropolitan Police's first eleven had been a police officer for twenty years, and the previous year he had been commended by the commissioner for displaying initiative in a case of shopbreaking. Now, Moody, a married man with a son aged nine and two daughters, aged ten and twelve months, assembled his men. The first was Police Constable 98 'L' Dennis Edward Wheeler, who had spent seventeen years in the police and two years previously had been commended in a case of robbery. The second was Police Constable 359 'L' Robert Henry Hide, who was forty-one years of age. He had joined the police in 1926 and made his career in the CID on 'C' and 'G' Divisions, passing the examination for detective sergeant (second class) in 1931. He was a successful CID officer, having been commended by the commissioner on six occasions until in 1937 he returned to uniform at his own request. Six feet tall, and a single man, the last ten years of his service had been spent at Brixton police station.
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