Jack the Ripper – A Love Story ( Excerpt 76 )
I awoke, refreshed and revitalised and with a distinct sense of purpose, between today and tomorrow’s dawning, I would rid the world of two more disreputable whores. Or, at least that was my avowed intention, who knows when fate may intervene.
I was fore-armed with the information supplied by McGinty as to where they plied their trade, so it was just a matter of seeking them out and finding the opportune moment. The opportune moment, when the last thing they would be expecting was to meet their executioner, The moment when life as they knew it would end.
I was proved correct in postponing my plans for several days, the Police presence wasn’t so obvious and the Vigilante’s appeared to have dispersed. Small things, but things that may weigh in my favour nonetheless.
I spent a carefree day at the Infirmary, everything was fine and going to plan. On my return home, I sent for McGinty and gave him his instructions for the night. Regarding what he was to wear and where he was to be seen. A well organised decoy is half of the plan.
After one of Mrs McGinty’s excellent dinners, I retired to the cellar, not as Mrs McGinty thought to work on my experiments, but to try to catch up on a little sleep so that I would be on top of my game, for the business I had in hand.
When the time was right, I would make my exit through the cellar doors, so that for all Mrs McGinty knew I was still at work in the cellar, which I often was until the early hours of the morning.
(C) Damian Grange 2018