Jack the Ripper – A Love Story ( Excerpt 75 )
On that statement, I took my leave of Abberline and his colleague and headed back to the Infirmary, where I had some patient’s treatment records to bring up to date.
Once I had finished for the day, I went home and summoned Mc Ginty to see if he had gained any more information on my two prospective victims. Unfortunately he had learned nothing new of any consequence. And so, It appeared that I was going to have something of a challenging night’s work, but not yet. I would choose the night.
I wanted the initial panic over the challenge issued in that stupid letter to settle, if I were to send two whores to their maker. The last thing I needed were streets full of Police and Vigilante’s, they were certainly not conducive to the kind of business I had in mind.
I made a conscious decision to wait until the end of the month, The night of the twenty – ninth, going into the thirtieth would just round the month of nicely.
So, between now and then, it was back to normal, the dutiful Doctor of Whitechapel Infirmary, caring for the destitute, the poor and the needy. Suffice to say, I did really enjoy being of service to the local populace. Despite my obvious failings, first and foremost, I am a physician, and as such I made an oath to give care and succour to my patients. An oath that I truly take very seriously, as I’m sure my patients will attest too.
But enough of me, what of poor little Mary, when all her friends are gone? who can she turn to for help? only to me, Her executioner!
(C) Damian Grange 2018