Does a killer ever feel that they have gotten away with their crimes? Or does the guilt, the fear, the dread of what they have done stay with them forever? Is every knock on their door something that sends a shiver of apprehension across their stomach?

Perhaps these are questions which might be put to John Getreu. If, that is, the convicted killer and rapist, who seemed to have made a new life for himself as an upstanding member of the community, is convicted of the murders of two young women nearly half a century ago.