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'Thank you for calling Northumbria Police.
'If you have a touchtone phone...'
'It's Mr Moat.'
'He's killing people!' 'Who's killing people?'
'Raoul Moat.'
'Who's killing people?' 'Raoul Moat!'
Northumbria Police are searching for a suspect after a man was shot dead
early today.
Police believe the man responsible is Raoul Moat.
He blames the police for breaking up his family
and warned of more bloodshed.
'You police have took too much off me over the years.'
He had this deep-seated hatred of Northumbria Police.
'Now you think you can take me missus.'
He believed he was harassed by the police.
'I've been shot.'
Raoul Moat is now wanted for the attempted murder of a policeman.
'Are you taking me serious now?'
The threat level to all of our staff was through the roof.
Move back. Keep moving, please.
It became almost like a soap opera.
Moaty, it's Gazza. He will not shoot me!
He's still out there somewhere.
In and around the small market town of Rothbury.
The risk was huge.
Absolutely huge.
Where is he? Has he lured us into this location?
This must stop now.
'Yes, listen, I'm gonna keep coming for yous.
'You're gonna have to kill me. I'm never gonna stop.'
Ten years ago, I was a specialist tactical firearms commander.
It was a great place to work.
It was like a big family.
We had 3,500, 4,000 officers at that time.
Like every metropolitan city,
in areas, we have significant organised crime groups.
Raoul Moat's relationship with a well-known crime family
in Newcastle was based around being a trusted enforcer
who had been engaged by that family for a long period of time.
He helped them distribute drugs across nightclubs and pubs
across Tyneside.
If there was retribution to be meted out to rivals or whatever,
he would do that.
At the time,
I was a detective inspector on the Major Investigation Team.
Raoul Moat was known to the police.
He'd been involved in incidents of violence,
and particularly domestic-related violence.
In 2004, Raoul Moat's life changed.
He was working as a doorman when he met teenager Samantha Stobbart.
Samantha Stobbart was quite a lot younger than him.
They'd been in a relationship for about six years,
since she was 16 years old,
and they had a young child together.
It was a very volatile relationship.
Moat also had two children from another woman.
Both were on the Child Protection Register.
But despite concerns for their safety,
they'd been living with him and Samantha for four years.
I was a Detective Chief Superintendent.
Because of his actions with his children,
he had a history of involvement with social services and the police.
He felt victimised by both.
Moat began secretly recording all his dealings with them.
He didn't like the police.
He believed he was harassed by the police.
He'd been arrested several times,
but quite unusually, had never been charged.
And he was only charged with the final offence,
which is the assault on his... on his daughter.
Moat had denied hitting the nine-year-old.
But he was convicted
and sent to Durham Prison for 18 weeks.
It was then that Sam Stobbart, his partner of six years,
decided that their relationship was over.
While Moat was in prison, Samantha had met Christopher Brown,
a 29-year-old karate instructor who'd moved to Tyneside from Slough.
They started dating.
And after a week, Samantha decided to break the news to Moat.
She told him that she'd met somebody else.
And that he was a police officer.
And that their relationship was over.
But Christopher was not a police officer.
Terrified of Moat, Samantha had said this to try and make him stay away.
He was well and truly angered by the news.
Christopher was... an everyday lad.
He thought pretty much life was just, um,
a bit of a roller-coaster, really,
and ride with it, if you like.
I can remember a friend of his was living up in Newcastle,
and the friend had said, "Come up, see how you go."
Telling him the nightlife was amazing,
so that sold it straight away.
Life was fun. He was enjoying himself.
He was teaching, and just having a really good time.
Moat was enraged by the thought of Samantha seeing a policeman.
He began plotting how he'd carry out his revenge when he was released
in a matter of days.
He started making calls to his associates, planning
what he was intending to do.
He asked his friend Karl Ness to source a firearm for his release.
Ness was a known criminal, and a good friend of Moat's.
He was collected from prison.
He then met up with Karl Ness.
And the planning started to try and locate Christopher.
The minute he was out of prison, Moat gathered the supplies he needed
to take his revenge.
First on the list, a sawn-off shotgun.
He placed lead fishing weights into each cartridge.
This was going to be a devastating weapon.
Samantha had now moved out of Moat's house,
and was back living with her parents in Birtley.
That evening, Samantha and Christopher had plans.
They were going out socialising in Gateshead,
a few miles from her hometown of Birtley.
They ended up at friends', who were neighbours of her parents.
In the early hours,
Karl Ness drove him to Birtley in a stolen white Transit.
As Ness waited in the van,
Moat went looking for Samantha and Christopher,
armed with the sawn-off shotgun.
He located them in the neighbour's house,
where they were all sitting, chatting and socialising.
Moat was sat outside the premises, right under the front window,
and he sat there for over an hour.
He could hear every word they were saying.
They were talking about him, and laughing about him.
And at one stage, he actually texts Ness
and says, "I'm gonna kick off, real and proper".
Christopher and Samantha left the house,
walked along the short path
to the gate, where they were confronted
by Moat, armed with the shotgun.
Moat shot him.
Twice.
Around the corner, Karl Ness heard the blasts and drove off.
Samantha and her neighbours had ran back in, screaming,
hysterically panicking.
Moat reloaded the two barrels of the shotgun...
..and shot a third cartridge
into the back of his head, at point-blank range.
It was an execution.
SCREAMING
And then Moat pointed the gun through the window
and shot Samantha.
She was hit in the abdomen.
She also went down,
but managed to get herself out of view in the kitchen.
Moat fled on foot, hailing down a taxi,
before disappearing into the Newcastle underworld.
Good morning. Northumbria Police are searching for a suspect after a man
was shot dead early today.
A woman is also believed to have been shot
and is in a critical condition in hospital.
That morning, when we did the calls to the police control rooms,
they mentioned that there'd been a shooting in Birtley.
They had up the green area in front of the house
taped off with police tape.
I heard them screaming, "He's got a gun!"
Then I heard a gunshot.
We were going to a birthday party
that afternoon on the estate where we live,
and the police pulled up.
And as they've got out the car, we said, "Oh, God," you know,
"Someone's in trouble."
And of course then they've come over to us, and asked for me.
Well, that was it.
That's when the ground opened, basically.
I told them that they'd got it wrong.
They need to go double-check.
And it wasn't until they'd mentioned his tattoo
that he had on his shoulder, that's when reality kicked in.
Horrendous.
I really can't remember much after that.
It was just...
..a blur.
The assumption was, at that time,
that this would be over quite quickly
because Raoul would turn the gun on himself.
I think that's what a lot of people assumed.
No-one knew where he was.
And no-one knew if he was still close by.
He was clearly an incredibly dangerous man,
given his state of mind.
Our concern was that he was armed,
he was angry, he was extremely dangerous.
The absolute priority of Northumbria Police
from that point on was to locate and deal with Moat,
and neutralise the threat.
22 hours after the shootings in Birtley,
Moat calls Northumbria Police.
Raoul Moat had shot his ex-girlfriend, Samantha Stobbart,
and killed Christopher Brown
because he thought he was a policeman.
He was out for revenge.
Any officer in his sights was now a target.
At the time, I was a Sergeant within the police.
That night, I travelled with another officer in an unmarked car.
There was just the two of us.
Literally, as I got to the junction with the A1,
that's when I heard the radio transmission from David.
I looked at me colleague and said, "Did you hear that also?"
Got to the vehicle, and that's when obviously we saw David
within the driver's side of the vehicle
with significant facial injuries.
And, of course, he then made that second phone call to the police,
basically saying, "I've done it."
Moat was taunting the police, wrapped up in his own paranoia.
For years, he believed they were out to get him,
and now he was out to get them.
The shooting of David Rathband was a declaration of war.
And now the life of every police officer in Northumbria was at risk.
Dave Rathband was one of my officers.
I'd worked with him, I'd spoke to him.
And when it happens to somebody you know,
it's hard to describe how you feel about it.
It sent shockwaves through the force.
The threat level to all of our staff was through the roof.
Until Moat was located and dealt with,
they were potentially sitting ducks.
And it was at that point that Steve Ashman
took over as Gold Command.
I was Assistant Chief Constable in Northumbria Police.
We know he's capable, because he's shot three people.
He's killed one and he's seriously injured two others.
I mean, he has a very, very clearly stated intention,
and that intention is to carry on killing.
Good morning. Detectives are linking an unprovoked gun attack
on a police officer
with their hunt for the suspected gunman Raoul Thomas Moat.
The shootings were now headline news nationwide.
Northumbria Police's hunt for Moat was in the media spotlight.
The Sunday was the day that we had the first big press conference.
And the country woke up to what a big story this was.
For those times where the press conferences were live,
I would be the voice of Northumbria Police,
along with the Chief Constable.
You have told us that the police are not taking you seriously.
I can assure you, we are.
You've gotta get up and running as fast as you can.
Every armed officer from the force is now on duty.
You literally throw everything that you've got at it.
Police are targeting areas in raids where Moat could be hiding out.
And investigations focus on those that know him.
So, we're basically loading the dice
and trying to do something like that, hoping that one of them
will either lead us to him,
or he will arrive at one of those locations.
The police say they know some people in the area
are harbouring Raoul Moat, and they think they know who they are.
We carried out some fairly significant firearms tactics
on individuals walking along the road who weren't Moat.
By now, the police had a clear intelligence picture
of Moat's network of family and friends,
and addresses all across Newcastle where he could lay low.
But there was no sign of Moat.
He'd gone to ground.
Then, in the early hours,
police received a 49-page letter written by Moat.
In it, he outlined why he'd shot Christopher Brown,
Samantha Stobbart and PC Rathband.
We have received a lengthy written communication
purporting to be from Mr Moat,
which outlines in some detail a wide range of concerns that he has.
"Last night, I called 999 and declared war on Northumbria Police."
He went on: "The public need not fear me,
"but the police should, as I won't stop till I'm dead."
The press conference was absolutely shocking on the Monday.
At that point, I think
everybody realised that this was a situation that was very different
from how they'd thought it was going to be.
Northumbria Police have drafted in extra support
from surrounding forces.
The public is being warned not to approach him.
By now, Northumbria detectives had CCTV footage
showing Moat before the shootings with two men,
Karl Ness, and another friend, Qhuram Awan.
Moat had claimed they were his hostages,
and that he was prepared to kill them.
But Awan had written to his family,
telling them they didn't need to worry.
Later on, we become aware of the Lexus,
and there's some footage from David's car
which shows the Lexus driving around the roundabout
with two individuals, Awan and Ness.
They didn't look like hostages to the police.
Instead, it appeared they were scouting PC Rathband's car
before he was attacked.
The police have said they want to trace
a distinctive black Lexus car
with the registration V322 HKX.
On the Tuesday morning,
we became aware from a call from a member of the public
that the vehicle had been sighted parked up.
The first thing I did was implement a covert surveillance operation
on that vehicle.
And at that time, we also then become aware
of the tent, which is pitched
probably about 100, 250 yards away from the Lexus.
It looked as though Moat had set up camp in a field
not far away from the Lexus.
His two supposed hostages were with him.
I was absolutely certain that the people from that car
were in that tent.
I gave the instruction for uniformed armed officers to move on that tent.
This is fast, fast, fast, fast, fast.
It has to happen now.
And at the same time, I'd also put the police helicopter up.
And as we were beginning to move, that's when two people
emerged from the tent and started to walk away.
On hearing the activity of the police approaching,
they've obviously thought the time's come to run.
There's three scenarios to me.
One is, one of the two is Raoul Moat.
Second scenario is, Raoul Moat, if he's not there, is in the tent.
Or the third scenario is, Raoul Moat isn't there,
and they're going to meet him.
The two people who were on foot were my primary concern.
We've got their car, they've got no transport.
With armed officers on the ground,
the operation was run through Northumbria Police's headquarters
in Newcastle.
So, you're standing there
in the control room, watching a large screen,
and we're thinking, "This is it."
There were six cars in the convoy,
we're travelling at speed to get there.
They wanted us to carry out a fairly overt arrest, very dynamic arrest.
The radio transmissions I'm now getting
are from the from the helicopter and they are talking about
the individuals walking and where they are.
Junction by junction, minute by minute, to say,
"We're three minutes away, two minutes away, one minute away."
We go from a situation where you can hardly hear yourself think
because there's 50, 60 people in the control room, to absolute silence.
And that absolute silence happens
because I shout across the room to everybody.
"Armed operation in place. Everyone, shut up."
So, we're aware that as we came round the next bend,
the two individuals were gonna be there.
I'd instructed the officer, on the command of strike,
that he would deploy the destruction device.
'Yes, 99 to the cars on the 6344,
'just round the next bend on your right.'
At that time, I thought one of those two people was Raoul Moat.
Very, very quickly, we were aware that Moat wasn't there.
If Moat wasn't with the two men on the road,
it was possible he was still in the tent,
shotgun in hand, lying in wait for officers.
Another armed team was placed on standby to move in.
I then give the instruction to go and clear the tent.
But the tent was empty.
Britain's most wanted man was nowhere to be found.
I believe, in my mind, Moat was watching this.
It became, for us, very, very important for us to locate
and arrest Moat as soon as possible.
There's an ongoing police operation in Rothbury.
People there are being advised to stay indoors.
I can confirm that both men are the people we believe were the hostages.
Both are currently in police custody.
Moat's accomplices have been caught,
but he's still on the run - armed, and extremely dangerous.
A man murdered, a woman critically injured, and a policeman blinded.
And at the centre of it all,
a gunman with a sawn-off shotgun threatening to kill.
Raoul Moat had to be stopped, and quickly.
But, with Rothbury in the centre of rural Northumberland,
he could be hiding anywhere.
There's so many places to hide.
He used to go camping there.
He also used to go shooting and rabbiting.
So he knows the area really well.
Early afternoon, we got to Rothbury.
And it was a scene that I'd never witnessed on British streets.
'The police are here to protect you.'
Do not leave your homes.
Lock your doors. Close your windows. Clear the streets.
It was a most incredible sight.
There is a real feeling of concern here, because Raoul Moat
was said to have been seen just a few hundred yards behind me.
We had road closures in place, we had armed checkpoints.
There was a ring of steel around Rothbury.
With the police believing Moat was still in the area,
a two-mile exclusion zone was put in place.
The town was locked down.
A very good morning to you. Still on the run.
Despite a massive police manhunt, Raoul Moat remains at large.
With no sign of Moat,
officers focussed on the evidence they found at the campsite
on the outskirts of Rothbury.
From that tent, we recovered several items of invaluable evidence.
The biggest piece of evidence was a dictaphone.
There was threats to individual police officers.
There was a clear vendetta against Northumbria Police.
A small paragraph in the middle of those ramblings
was a comment from Moat
to say that he was sick of the sleazy lies
that he was reading about himself and his family
and his relationships in some of the national newspapers.
And he says, "The rules have changed."
The risk went literally through the roof.
More and more resources were needed in Northumbria to catch Moat.
Including covert firearms officers from other forces.
I was a Superintendent and I was a tactical firearms commander.
It was on Wednesday 7th that the call came through to me to say,
"Actually, there's a need to support command up in Northumbria
"with the more covert function around this whole operation."
And other help was also arriving from across the UK.
Today, 40 armed officers from the Met Police,
with armoured vehicles from Northern Ireland,
arrived at police headquarters.
When the 40-plus officers from Metropolitan Police arrived,
it was unbelievable in terms of the numbers of firearms officers
we had in that area.
Hello there. I just need to check your car, if you don't mind. OK.
The concern that I had was in relation to information
that a crime family from Newcastle
that Moat had worked for before for a number of years
are actively trying to support him,
and had smuggled in a rifle and other weapons to him.
And then you add into that
that intelligence comes in that he has access to homemade explosives.
We've got an added complexity there.
My thinking was, if you're Raoul Moat, what would you do?
You would probably go to a location that you knew
and you felt familiar with and you felt comfortable in.
One of the pieces of information that we had
was about a possible location.
It was a hide, like a poacher's hide.
The source of that information was somebody in prison.
So, we contacted the Governor.
The Governor very quickly agreed,
once he understood the circumstances.
So, we basically put him in a car
and got him up to Rothbury as quickly as possible.
The police are being helped by a known associate of this man,
who, wearing a flak jacket, is now taking them
to places where he knows Raoul Moat visited in the past.
Within the hide is potentially Moat with guns and homemade explosives.
The risk was huge, absolutely huge.
We want the element of surprise.
We want the element of speed.
We had none of that.
It's almost an ambush, if you like, of those officers.
Me, personally, I am becoming
really quite anxious, because that's the moment of extreme threat.
We did end up on the river in Rothbury.
In a location where clearly there had been a structure.
We found it. No Raoul Moat in there, though.
The police helicopter searched into the night,
a signal to all for miles around that the fugitive is still free.
They need to get to him before he gets to anyone else.
People were very aware that there was a killer in their midst,
and that, actually, he was roaming free somewhere
near where they were trying to live their lives.
And there was a huge, huge amount of pressure on the police forces
trying to apprehend him as the days went on.
He's told us he wants to kill more police officers, and he's told us
he's going to kill innocent members of the public.
A very important part of this is to reassure the people
who live in Rothbury that we're not gonna let them down.
We'll do everything we can to protect them,
and we will find him.
A packed public meeting in Rothbury reflected
the level of concern following the day in which police revealed
that gunman Raoul Moat's tactics may be changing.
What we've said is that there is an increasing
position where we think he may be more of a threat
to the wider community, that is anywhere.
There are an extremely large number of armed and unarmed officers
on the streets to protect and reassure you, the public.
Well, it's alarming, isn't it?
It was quite anxiety-provoking, if I was to be honest.
I think there was a feeling
some people at some stages were getting frustrated.
"Why haven't you caught him?"
You know, he's only hiding in some trees or whatever.
Without understanding or appreciating
the size and scale of the land around Rothbury.
So, it was a real, palpable feel of pressure.
Non-stop pressure.
Extra help was also coming from the military.
And survival expert Ray Mears -
a man whose tracking skills would help close the net on Moat.
We brought him into headquarters,
we brought him in on the floor of a blacked-out vehicle.
An RAF tornado with surveillance equipment
now augmenting a manhunt involving 14 police forces.
The military offered us some aerial photography,
where they can take high-resolution photographs
of the area that we're trying to search.
We were using everything we could possibly think of
and every capability that we could bring to bear
to locate this individual.
What changed at this point now was the sightings.
Everybody was seeing him, every shadow was now Moat.
We'd just finished News At Ten on the Thursday night,
and I was just heading up the road to get in my car.
And as I was walking up the road, I saw this very tall guy
walking towards me.
It was just the two of us
as we came towards each other,
and I thought, "Oh, gosh, he looks really like Raoul Moat,
"he must've had a really awful week!"
And then he came closer and closer,
and I started thinking, "No, that IS Raoul Moat,
"and he's walking towards me,
"on this road, there's only me and him."
I immediately rang to a colleague who was with the police
just a little bit further down the hill,
couldn't get through to them.
And Raoul Moat walked straight past them and disappeared.
It was the break the police needed.
They now knew that the most wanted man in Britain
was still trapped somewhere inside their cordon.
It was clear that we were very close to Raoul Moat,
and that he was in the very close proximity of that dense,
really unmanaged woodland around Rothbury.
Intensive searching continued all night,
with the police chopper assisting teams on the ground,
who focused their attention near the river in the village.
The Friday was a really strange day,
because I'd seen him the night before.
I'd spent the morning at the police station going through what I'd seen.
And it all seemed to have gone incredibly quiet.
Talk about your call of duty, then...
But in the background, a major covert operation was about to begin.
Ray Mears and the RAF's aerial photography had pinpointed an area
of woodland just outside Rothbury where Moat could be laying low.
We were of the belief that
he was potentially sleeping during the days and he would be...
he would be awake at night, and he would start to fall asleep probably
as the sun would come up, maybe at about four o'clock in the morning.
And so the plan was
to wake him up shortly after that, when he's at his most fatigued.
So, I was in a room with around 40-50 different experts,
and looking at the challenge of this enormous unmanaged woodland.
How do we now build a plan that sees us
proactively going to the woodlands to try and find him?
If we got him moving, try and then track him
as he moved and flush him through that area.
Heavily-armed, specially-trained officers
were now preparing to go into the woods,
authorised to use lethal force if needed.
But back in Rothbury, Moat was about to surprise everyone.
Can everybody just please keep moving for their own safety?
Can you come back for your own safety, please?
Move back! Move back!
In a line! Keep moving, please.
The cordon is being moved away from our initial vantage point
for everybody's safety.
He was by the side of the river.
We've got him.
Move back! Move back!
Britain's biggest manhunt for many years
appears to be drawing to a dramatic conclusion here.
Police are, as we speak,
in a confrontation situation with the suspect.
He's lying down in long grass,
apparently threatening to kill himself,
with a gun aimed at his head.
This wasn't just a random walk down the street.
This was, "They're getting very close to me,
"the game's up, I've had enough".
And he came in to give himself up.
The way everybody reacts in the control room when Moat is spotted
is disbelief that it's him.
The police negotiator, he's talking to Raoul Moat.
I heard Moat saying, "I haven't... I haven't got a dad,"
or something, and, "Nobody cares about me."
His spirit was broken.
He hadn't been eating properly, hadn't been sleeping.
He looked grubby.
And if he didn't know what to do with himself. Yeah.
We understand that he had a sawn-off shotgun.
The police weren't sure what else he had,
but he had at least a sawn-off shotgun.
We had the intelligence saying he's got explosives,
he's hidden bombs around that area.
He's perhaps wearing body armour.
You can't dismiss those.
Now we've gotta look at, how do we bring him into custody safely?
Moat at one stage said, "Listen, you're not taking me into custody,
"I'm not spending the rest of my life in a white box,
"in a cell. And you're not shooting me."
It might come as a surprise to some.
He has the right to life.
I was offered a piece of technology, a piece of equipment
that was undergoing tests at the time, an XREP Taser,
that can temporarily disable -
in the same way that a conventional Taser does -
it can disable somebody.
And that might allow us to close in and detain him
without recourse to lethal force.
If the officer believes that he's about to take his own life -
if there's a change in his manner or he gives an announcement,
then that would be then
the threshold to use the long-range Taser, to try and save his life.
He always said he didn't believe me
in terms of the messages that I was putting out.
You still have a future.
Give yourself up now.
When he was told of the fact that Christopher wasn't a police officer,
he was quite shocked at that.
As armed officers surrounded Moat,
and police negotiators spoke with him,
events then took a turn to the bizarre.
The footballer Paul Gascoigne has arrived.
Paul Gascoigne has arrived?
Paul Gascoigne has arrived.
'I've got a jacket,
'I've got a dressing gown, I've got some chicken, I've got some bread.
'I've got a can of lager. I've got a fishing rod.'
That's the point where it almost seemed
like this entire situation had become totally ridiculous.
'All I want to shout is, "Moaty, it's Gazza, where are you?"
And I guarantee he will shout his name out, "I'm here."
He turned up at the cordon and was wanting to speak with Moat
and resolve issues.
The former footballer wasn't allowed anywhere near him.
'He will not shoot me.'
Now, pouring with rain.
An exhausted man surrounded by 20 armed police officers.
That Friday was a really grim day. It was rainy.
It was cold, and we were stood in this field
a few hundred feet from where Moat was,
trying to listen to the negotiation between the police and him.
And it went on for hours and hours.
He wanted to bring this to an end.
And from the comments he made,
it was apparent that it was gonna end there and then.
He moved the gun from under his chin to his temple
and began talking in final words.
And that was the tipping point to say,
"Right, we need to try and save his life now".
There is no time.
MUFFLED SHOT AND SCREAMING
Police marksmen opened fire with the XREP Taser.
When I heard the shout over the radio of "shots fired",
it was one of those heart-dropping moments
where you just think, "my God."
It's 1:28am in the morning, there's just been one single sound
of gunfire, followed by the shouts of men saying, "Get that gun down,
"get that gun down, get that gun down."
An ambulance has now been sent to the scene.
The doors are open, and they are moving somebody into the back of it.
Two o'clock Saturday morning,
Britain's biggest manhunt in recent history is over.
We can confirm that a shot or shots have been fired.
And it is believed the suspect has a gunshot wound.
It's just outside Accident and Emergency
now here at Newcastle General.
Armed police surrounding it.
When someone shoots themselves in the head with a shotgun,
I don't think you need to be a consultant surgeon
to work out that the chances of survival are not good.
He was pronounced dead at 2:20 this morning.
The Taser hadn't worked.
Moat had killed himself.
He'd escaped the police and justice for the final time.
When Moat shot himself, another life had been lost.
We wanted to give Moat the opportunity
to give us his account of what had happened.
And also, answers for the family.
To me, he was a coward.
He took his own life.
But he needed... to answer.
Where's the justice in that?
Moat should've been stood in the dock as well.
Facing justice.
And I'm convinced he would've never seen the light of day again.
These were the most horrific crimes.
He couldn't have perpetrated those offences
without the assistance of Ness and Awan.
There is very little I look at in reflection to say
would be done differently if that rolled out today.
It was a really professional policing operation
by Northumbria Police.
Do I think it changed me?
No, I don't think it did.
It was it was tiring, it was exhausting.
You know, I don't think that any of us slept for a week.
He threat that was actually posed by Moat,
it presented a challenge that I hope I never have to face again.
It was highly pressurised for me as an individual.
Tragic.
It's a week I will never forget.
Well, for the rest of my service, I carried a map
of Cragside in my daybook.
And I carried that with me to remind me of the fact that
people were working 24 hours, 36 hours,
all with one common goal of bringing this murderer to justice.
We focussed on Raoul Moat.
We focussed on the manhunt.
But it seemed to me that we forgot about
the most important people here, the victims.
The lasting effect for me is that I don't feel
Christopher Brown has been remembered.
And at some point, Christopher seems to have been forgotten about.
Eight terrifying, violent days that shook Britain.
Ten years on, there are still some who see Raoul Moat's twisted actions
as some kind of an admirable defiance of authority.
He's a modern-day folk hero battling the powers that be.
But for most people, he was a murderer
who killed the innocent, ruined lives,
and left a trail of devastation in his wake.
For us, every year comes and goes.
We don't celebrate, obviously,
but we... we think.
Of course, it brings back memories.
But I try not to think of the bad. I just try and think of the good.
Do you think people don't remember
Christopher, but they do remember Moat?
Yeah, I think so.
Because the first name that comes to everyone's mind
when they hear about it is Moat.
And it's a shame,
because Christopher seems to have been forgotten about
quite a bit over the years.
I was his mum, so, you know, I don't...
It's like all these mums that have lost children,
you don't want it forgotten.
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