“Those present will never forget what they saw and heard: John McNab being chased by you along Great Junction Street in Leith, pleading with you for his life, as he realised he could no longer outrun you, and the sound of his screams as he lay helpless on the ground while you repeatedly plunged your knife into his body.










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