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The three prominent Jewish men then headed to Mitre Square.
"By my clock watch tis 1:30 am", said Lawende. He smiled; Joseph Hyam Levy also smiled; Henry Harris didn't smile.
He screamed.
"What's wrong?", asked Lawende.
"There's a woman dead", Joseph answered, and he fainted from shock.
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The London Ripper (Book Thirteen)
HorrorIn September, 1888, prostitute Catherine Eddowes struggles to survive on the dark, cobbled roads of Whitechapel and The East End, while French Vampire Lady Margarite DeMartinique, (pictured on the book cover), arrives in London Town, to use her own...
