When a quiet, middle-class boy from a stable family turns a gun on his classmates, all our preconceptions of what makes a mass murderer are turned upside down
Tim Kretschmer had the kind of face that people describe as unremarkable. Full-lipped and bespectacled, with a pale complexion, it occupied the precise midway point on the spectrum between handsome and ugly. He looked like the kind of boy who liked to pop into his granny’s for Sunday lunch; a boy with nothing much more than computer games, table tennis and girls on his mind.
Appearances aren’t wholly deceptive - Tim Kretschmer did...
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