The room upstairs feels like a bed-sit. The sloping ceiling, flecked wallpaper and the small trestle table writer Andrew O'Hagan sits behind are all familiar to him from his time researching his 1995 book, The Missing. O'Hagan spent a lot of time in kitchens during that period, in Glasgow, Ayrshire, Liverpool and Gloucester, asking grieving parents what it was like to lose a child who'd either been murdered or else simply vanished into thin air. As it is, the room we're sitting in is on the top floor of The Glue Factory, the former industrial space turned arts hub now used as an occasional rehearsal room by the National Theatre of Scotland among others. Downstairs, through a windowed door, director John Tiffany is working with his cast on O'Hagan's stage adaptation of The Missing, a book that is part journalese, part social history and part autobiography, which makes forensic inquiries into serial killers Bible John and Fred and Rosemary West. The
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