Jack the Ripper – A Love Story ( Excerpt 53 )
‘And what of our perpetrator, what kind of man are we looking for?’ asked Abberline. ‘Well, he, I do believe its a man, has anatomical knowledge, possibly a medical student or something similar, he has some knowledge of surgical techniques, every one of the cuts to her abdomen were made not to kill but to make her die in intense pain. The slitting of her throat was I believe done with a Liston Knife, a knife favoured, its a knife favoured by Surgeons and Doctors, I have one myself!’ I thought I would answer his question, before he made it.
‘Pretty much everything you have said thus far substantiates my own suspicions, That is the reason I wanted my own man on this case. I know this may sound biased, but they come down here slumming and lauding it over us just because they have a Harley Street Address. The real truth of the matter is they don’t give a damn about Whitechapel or its inhabitants,’ Stated Abberline with conviction, and I had to agree with him.
‘Is there anything more you can add to your conclusions?’ asked the Inspector. ‘Yes!, if I’m right and I believe I am ‘Polly Nichols was his first victim. I imagine he is a little annoyed with himself, He made a very poor job of slitting her throat, he won’t like that at all, to my mind he’s a perfectionist, meticulous in everything he does, and that includes murder.’
‘You talk as if you know the man?’ queried Abberline. ‘Not the man personally, but the type of man I see committing this type of crime, and, by the way, he will kill again and soon. He will not be at all happy about the way he dispatched poor ‘Polly’ there will be another, he won’t be able to resist the urge.’ I stated confidently, If I don’t know, who does?
(C) Damian Grange 2018