Glory, Abundance. [Completed]

2-Sunday.

"Remember the Sabbath Day, to keep it holy."

"Hundreds of people found dead, today at The Durham Cathedral, here's all that you need to know about it."

"Here you go Miss, your paper, and that would be, a penny." Mr Winston stood selling newspapers, under the sun as it blazed majestically. The clouds slowly covered the sun, as the shadow of the clouds gave away a minute of relief, which made it a little bearable. But as the wind blew harder, the clouds passed on and left Mr Winston to feel, like he would pass out any second.

"Ah! Mr Winston, I see, you're selling newspapers now, it's been hard for you, hasn't it?"

Mr Winston, in disappointment and a cheerless attitude replied, "What can I say, Sir Arthur, this serial killer, just had to kill my boss. I had, a not so troublesome job that paid well, but now I have gone and lost it, and I'm stuck here selling newspapers, even on a Sunday"

"Well, the killings have increased exponentially these past few days. The first murder, that the killer ever committed was, that of a woodcutter's, his head was ripped apart and his insides had become outsides. The mass murder that took place at The Cathedral was an ugly one this time.

As Arthur was half way from picking up one of the papers, Mr Winston caught his hand and said,

"Not so fast Sir Arthur, I make a living out of this, how can I let you read it, without you paying for it?"

"Okay, okay, how much do these cost anyway?"

"Two pence"

"What? Mr Winston you just sold your paper, to that lady for a penny"

"Well, if you want to read it, then pay up, you're not going to read it for free, and this is pay back for mocking me"

"Alright, alright Mr Winston, don't be that way. Fine I'll pay you, here's your money"

"Thank you, Sir Arthur, your purchase is much appreciated."

Arthur while reading the newspaper he just bought, "So, they started calling the killer, Jack the Ripper? I mean, it does suit the killer pretty well, the people he killed so far, have all been found to have their heads ripped apart and have had their organs scrambled, and I think this one at The Cathedral too will have its victims the same way"

"Sir Arthur, if I must say, it's not anything special, that name. So how are things going for you, I heard you got another case to solve?"

"Well, yeah. It's the case of Jack the Ripper, and I haven't, got any leads, but I think, I'll visit The Cathedral for some evidence and see if I can go any further with the case."

"Ah, I just remembered, the man you were talking about was called, Little Johnny. Yeah, he was found dead in his house the same way the others were found. Rumour has it, that he stole all the wealth from a Jewish fisherman, named Jack, who is now missing. They even say that, he beheaded the man's wife, who had a baby coming her way, in front of the entire town. It might be that the man came back for revenge and killed Little Johnny."

Arthur dropped the paper he was reading and stood there with a smile on his face.

"Sir Arthur? What are you smiling for?"