Jack the Ripper – A Love Story ( Excerpt 77 )

Jack the Ripper – A Love Story ( Excerpt 77 )

  I caught up on a little sleep, I would need my wits about me for this night’s work. At 11.45 I covered myself with my dark cloak, put on my hat, picked up my Doctor’s bag and set off to find Liz Stride, My first victim of the night as I had planned.

If all went well, and to plan, Whitechapel would be two whores less and poor Mary Kelly would be left friendless …..How sad for poor Mary!

I finally located Liz Stride at about 12.45 a.m. she was just approaching Dutfield’s Yard. I attracted her attention and she entered the yard. It was quite dark and it had been raining so I don’t believe that she recognised me, she probably mistook me for a customer.

It was too late for her when she discovered the truth, I had already slit her throat, I was just about to begin to mutilate her, when I was distracted by the sound of a walking horse close by. I left the body, grabbed my bag and headed for the darkest corner of the Yard, once there I pulled my cloak up to cover my face, the darkness would be my saviour. the shadows my hideaway.

A horse and cart came trundling in to the Yard, The horse reared when it sensed the body. The driver, one, Louis Diemschutz, a salesman of jewellery, probed the obstacle with his whip, because his horse refused to proceed. On discovering it was a body he dismounted from his cart believing her to be drunk or sleeping.

(C) Damian Grange 2018


7 thoughts on “Jack the Ripper – A Love Story ( Excerpt 77 )

  1. Good work Malcolm. Your ability to draw full imagery with careful use of setting and action is first rate. I agree with you that the story must ring true and therefore the crimes of JTR are as much a part of the story as what motivated the famous killer.

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