Crime doesn’t pay but it’s a ratings winner.

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I like to write about murder trials. I like going to the High Court, that grand building in the most English corner of Auckland, and watching the jury watch the accused, and listening to the stories told by the prosecution and defence lawyers, and taking notes of things said and seen. The result is my latest true-crime book Missing Persons. Why is it that we all share a fascination with the awful things that happen to innocent victims?