Jack the Ripper – A Love Story ( Excerpt 89 )

Jack the Ripper – A Love Story ( Excerpt 89 )

  I heard her turn the key in the lock, then the door slowly opened. ‘Come In, Jack, it’s good to see you’ she uttered, I took in her appearance, she was only wearing a chemise, I guessed her intentions, but she had obviously no inclination of mine. I carefully locked the door behind me, I didn’t need any interruptions at this point.

She walked towards the bed, signalling me to follow, she turned at the bed just at the precise moment that my knife came up to sever her throat. I could not have timed it better, she uttered her last gasp and fell back on the bed. Now I could have my fun!

Although she obviously wouldn’t feel it, I was going to mutilate her face and body until even her own mother would not recognize her. I moved her slightly so that she lay down the middle of the bed. Then I began my ministrations on her cadaver, when I considered I had caused sufficient damage, even to my eyes, she looked horrific.

I wiped my tools, returned them to my bag, then opened the window and clambered out, leaving the door locked behind me. The reason that I had bought along McGinty suddenly became apparent to me, with his experience as a burglar, he could lock the window behind me.

A locked door and a locked window, should leave the Police with a fine little enigma to solve, good luck with that Inspector Abberline!

We left the scene of the crime, passed nary a soul on the way home, I slept like a baby, the best night’s sleep in ages.

(C) Damian Grange 2018




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