Send us Fan Mail Nine shots crack through Glasgow city centre on a Monday night, and within seconds George Redmond is dying on the pavement outside the Waldorf Bar. The gunman is gone, the stolen Porsche Cayenne disappears towards the M8, and by the time police catch up it’s burning in Gartkosh with every trace of evidence going up in smoke. That single detail tells you what kind of killing this is: not a drunken fight, but a planned execution designed to leave nothing behind. We walk you th...