Victor opened the closet and looked at the specimens to see
which one might work this time round. He had hoped for a higher success rate
but they weren’t taking to the skin grafts as well as he had hoped; the blood
made it slippery and less adhesive, and waiting until after ignition was
proving to be too late – hence his return for a new specimen.
Victor thought about his approach: maybe he shouldn’t strip
them down for storage; maybe he should consider getting a cold room and leaving
them intact. It would mean missing the income from the black market organs, and
risk them being identifiable.
He had spent years refining his modus operandi. Jack the
Ripper was running circles round the police, who had no idea what they were
doing. He needed to maintain the deflection just a little bit longer, until he
could get this right.
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