Kyle Clifford turned up at their quiet Hertfordshire home like any other ex returning a few belongings — calm, deliberate, utterly convincing. Kyle Clifford wasn’t some impulsive man in a rage; he was calculated, chillingly controlled. He moved with purpose, carrying out his grim mission with military precision, showing no flicker of hesitation. This wasn’t chaos — it was cold, rehearsed determination. The sort of darkness that makes you question how well we ever really know the people closest to us.CREDITS: Presenters: Geoffrey and Molly WansellProducer: Peter Shevlin https://pod60.com/Artwork: George LeighMusic: Dan WansellCONTACT: Twitter: @BloodTies_PodInstagram: bloodties_podEmail: bloodties.podcast@gmail.com YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/@bloodtiespodcastSupport: patreon.com/bloodtiespodcastPlease complete our survey if you have time: http://bit.ly/bloodtiespodcast-survey Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.
Kyle Clifford turned up at their quiet Hertfordshire home like any other ex returning a few belongings — calm, deliberate, utterly convincing. Kyle Clifford wasn’t some impulsive man in a rage; he was calculated, chillingly controlled. He moved with purpose, carrying out his grim mission with military precision, showing no flicker of hesitation. This wasn’t chaos — it was cold, rehearsed determination. The sort of darkness that makes you question how well we ever really know the people closest t...