It’s been described as Scotland’s most baffling murder mystery and little progress has been made in almost 20 years. Nairn is a small Scottish town of around 10,000 people and considered a quiet, peaceful part of the country. Alistair Wilson, a bank manager for HBOS in nearby Inverness, was leading an equally quiet, peaceful life with his wife Veronica and their two young children who were not yet of school age. Veronica’s father lived in a flat on the top floor of their property and on the Sunday evening of the 28th November 2004 a young child of a friend was also there prior to being collected.
At 7pm Veronica answered the front door to a man, not easily identifiable due to the darkness, who asked for her husband. Alistair came down and spoke to the man for around ten minutes whilst Veronica attended to the children. Alistair then returned from the door and showed his wife a turquoise envelope he had been handed, apparently empty, upon which was written the name ‘Paul.’ He seemed puzzled by the situation. Alistair went back to the front door and was then shot three times at close range: twice in the head and once in the body. He was declared dead soon after arrival at Inverness hospital.
Although the murder weapon- an inter-war German pistol so small it could fit inside the palm of a hand- turned up 10 days later dumped in a nearby drain, it yielded no clues. And the envelope- which really gives the case its baffling Sherlock Holmes element- has never been seen since, presumably disposed of by the murderer who was seen on the doorstep by independent witnesses and observed walking away after the crime.
Police have struggled to discover the motive for what was clearly a planned execution, albeit of a delayed kind which adds to the bewilderment. Since Alistair Wilson is a generic name in Scotland they explored the possibility of mistaken identity but drew a blank. They examined Alistair Wilson’s financial dealings at the bank with a fine tooth comb and came up with nothing. Everyone from former teachers to colleagues and friends spoke to Alistair Wilson being exactly what he appeared to be on the surface: a pleasant, honest, family man. Last month the police claimed they had a local suspect, already jailed for drug offences, who was connected to Alistair Wilson’s complaint about the hotel opposite his house building an outdoor extension without planning permission. They even visited the previous owner of the hotel- now living in Canada- to develop this as a motive. It seems a rather thin motive but I will leave the synopsis there and give my thoughts in the next post.
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At 7pm Veronica answered the front door to a man, not easily identifiable due to the darkness, who asked for her husband. Alistair came down and spoke to the man for around ten minutes whilst Veronica attended to the children. Alistair then returned from the door and showed his wife a turquoise envelope he had been handed, apparently empty, upon which was written the name ‘Paul.’ He seemed puzzled by the situation. Alistair went back to the front door and was then shot three times at close range: twice in the head and once in the body. He was declared dead soon after arrival at Inverness hospital.
Although the murder weapon- an inter-war German pistol so small it could fit inside the palm of a hand- turned up 10 days later dumped in a nearby drain, it yielded no clues. And the envelope- which really gives the case its baffling Sherlock Holmes element- has never been seen since, presumably disposed of by the murderer who was seen on the doorstep by independent witnesses and observed walking away after the crime.
Police have struggled to discover the motive for what was clearly a planned execution, albeit of a delayed kind which adds to the bewilderment. Since Alistair Wilson is a generic name in Scotland they explored the possibility of mistaken identity but drew a blank. They examined Alistair Wilson’s financial dealings at the bank with a fine tooth comb and came up with nothing. Everyone from former teachers to colleagues and friends spoke to Alistair Wilson being exactly what he appeared to be on the surface: a pleasant, honest, family man. Last month the police claimed they had a local suspect, already jailed for drug offences, who was connected to Alistair Wilson’s complaint about the hotel opposite his house building an outdoor extension without planning permission. They even visited the previous owner of the hotel- now living in Canada- to develop this as a motive. It seems a rather thin motive but I will leave the synopsis there and give my thoughts in the next post.
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