Lodging house Deputy Tim Donovan, 38, and John Evans, 35, the Watchman, were concerned. Tim had short, black hair, brown eyes, and tall; John Evans, was short.
They both wore a white colored shirt, brown colored breeches, and brown colored boots. And they had long sideburns on their rugged faces.
"Where's Annie?", Tim asked.
"Dunno. I thought she was workin' in Whitechapel", answered John, as they both smoked pipes. A cold breeze wafted from the North.
"Wot's the time?", Tim enquired.
"1.45 am", said John.
"Let's...", Tim begun, then they saw heard a scream. Then they saw Inspector Joseph Luniss Chandler, 29, who was blowing his whistle.
"MURDER! MURDER! MURDER!", he yelled.
And then all hell broke loose.
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The London Ripper (Book Four)
HorrorIn 1888, prostitutes Mary Kelly and Annie Chapman try to survive London Town's East End and Whitechapel, as Chief Frederick Abberline and others investigate new murders, orphans Margaret and Emily find new friends in the Village, as the demons and...
