On April 10, 1936, the body of aspiring novelist Nancy Titterton was found raped and strangled to death (by her own pajamas) in the bathtub of the New York City apartment she shared with her husband, an executive at NBC. The only clues: a short length of cord and a single horsehair.
Incredibly, however, these meager items, combined with some clever detective work, constituted enough evidence to track down the so-called “Bathtub Killer,” and an arrest was made April 17, just a week after the vicious crime. The culprit wasn't a random intruder, but a man Nancy had met just days prior. She didn't realize he'd become dangerously obsessed with her after their strictly business first encounter.
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