The Anatomist of Whitechapel

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The body lay on the cobblestones of Dorset Street like something placed there rather than dropped. Evelyn Cross knelt in the mud, her oilcloth skirt soaked through, and examined the incisions with the meticulous care of a woman who preferred the company of the dead. Seven cuts. Precise. Anatomical. Each one following the natural planes of the body with an artist's precision. The man had been...

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