Some crimes are so heartbreaking or shocking that they change laws, change society, or even

earn the label, Crime of the Century.

But the stories that made headlines in decades past aren't necessarily remembered today.

I'm Amber Hunt, a journalist, an author, and in each episode of this show,

I'll examine a case that's maybe lesser known today, but was huge when it happened.

This is Crimes of the Centuries.

Thank you. This is Crimes of the Centuries. When the shooting and the shouting were over, no one who saw it could believe what they had seen.

The afternoon encounter had been brief. The time from the

first shot and the drive away took less than 30 seconds. More than a few had watched it unfold.

Many of those had been children who had been playing in the park across the street from their

modest homes. It was not the riteziest of neighborhoods.

In fact, the houses along Braybrook Street were government issue,

something the British called council houses.

We would know them on this side of the pond as good and solid public housing,

nice enough for families who had low or unstable incomes,

but could afford the below market rent. The park was named for nearby Wormwood Scrubs,

the foreboding prison set in the heart of Shepard's Bush,

a community in West London.

The prison had a 20-foot high wall,

which somehow was still occasionally scaled by men shimmying their

way down to waiting getaway cars idling in the alley. The police knew this and often surveyed

the area for any kind of suspicious activity. It was just part of the full life of 1966

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