Reckless Wager: A Whitechapel Wagers Novel - Plot & Excerpts
With so many common lodging houses on the road, it had become one of the busiest, foulest, and most dangerous thoroughfares in the East End. But as he approached the building where he’d last seen Rose, he noticed several dome-hatted constables among the throng. Swallowing down a wave of bile, he pushed his way through the crowd. Just on the threshold of the building, a constable pushed him back. “Step aside, sir. We’ve an injured person to remove.” Ben recognized the constable as one from Leman Street station. “Constable Watkins, it’s Quinn. What’s happened here?” Before the man could answer, two more constables emerged through the doorway carrying a prone figure wrapped in linen. Blood seeped through the fabric, but Ben breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the hands hanging limp on either side of the body. Large-boned and massive, they were a man’s hands, beyond all doubt. “This one attacked a couple ‘a women what’s still inside.
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