Are you sure?
Perhaps he was a boy soldier hidden behind the [igrassy knoll[/i or cocking that rifle on the 5th(?) floor of that book depositry?
Not sure if it was the 5th. That's from memory, but I bet you googled for Tomlinson's age?

FBI/CIA = Even money.
Prince Phillip 2/1
Sam Giancana 7/1
Lee Harvey Oswald 8/1
Marilyn Monroe 10/1
Jackie Bouvier 14/1
Osama Bin Laden 16/1
Ted Bundy 25/1

Interesting read about Mr Oluwale.
He ended up in your neck of the woods via the 2017 City of Culture.

A mate of mine joined the WY Police around 1978 and his first posting as a probationer was to Millgarth police station in Leeds city centre and the first PC that he was seconded to had a lot of knowledge of the Oluwale case, the stories that we heard from him were that the two officers who were only ever charged with assaults had been hard done by and what went on was common practice with vagrants and undesirables who the police didn't want in the city centre.

Decades later when I saw the first episode of Life on Mars I was very impressed with how accurately they depicted the 1970s and the attitudes of the police towards criminals, the drinking culture (we often used to start our Saturday nights out with a couple of cheap pints in Millgarths own bar), racism and sexism.

And to finish off, the first arrest that my mate ever made on his own was a young woman who he caught spray painting a wall one night during the campaigns against violence against women (Ripper years), he took her back to Millgarth, they did a search on her name on the one computer that they owned - she was only a known member of the Baader-Meinhof gang (Wiki search that one)

You're going to get me started now

Lets put it like this - my uncle was the catering/bar manager at that time and I often did the glass collecting skivvy job in the players bar after games in the 1970s, the days when RL players drank beer together for the rest of the night after games - if certain senior police had put as much effort into policing as they did knocking back the hard stuff in the players bar until stupid o'clock the next morning then The Ripper story wouldn't be half as long as it is.

Mind, drinking with the ones in charge of the roads on a Saturday night was useful in other ways too, like them making a couple of calls to find out when each station was having a shift change or where each panda car might be on your route home

We best get back on track before we get a bulling. 4.3564453125:5