Man Who Beat His 2-Day-Old Baby To Death Faces Brutal Reckoning After Cellmate Discovers His Secret

Note: we are republishing this story, which originally made the news November 2017.
A father who killed his newborn daughter by fatally punching her was found dead in his prison cell.Liam Deane was found dead just a month after being imprisoned for the murder of his daughter. Deane was allegedly killed by prisoner John Westland, who appeared in court following the discovery of Deane’s body.

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