Stalking Jack the Ripper

Conversely, Uncle thought Father relied too heavily on a miracle he couldn’t offer and was a fool to blame him for Mother’s death. Death was not prejudiced by mortal things such as station or gender. He didn’t recall mumbling his name repeatedly or any revelation that might have stepped forth from the darkness. “Don’t just sit there!” Uncle bellowed, tossing a handful of papers in Thomas’s face. “Fix this! Whatever madness had gripped him over these last few months seemed to release him from its grasp at last.