From the Private Files of Scotland Yard Commissioner Rushworth Ramsgate - Part 10:

She Lives to Look Upon Life...

The Grinning Skull Slasher led Lady Dorrington on a deadly cat-and-mouse hunt through the vilest mews, and across the roof-tops of East London. When this malevolent maniac realized that the cat in this game was not him, but Tasha, he desperately tried to escape -- at the expense of one more unfortunate victim. Against her iron determination, this carnage availed him naught.

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From the Private Files of Scotland Yard Commissioner Rushworth Ramsgate - Part Seven:

The Slasher's Sordid Souvenirs! 

 

The Fleet Street papers inevitably compared the Grinning Skull Slasher to the earlier Jack the Ripper, but the comparisons were not precise.  While the Ripper confined his victims to ladies of the evening, the Slasher played no favorites between the sexes.   He was also prone to goading the police and terrifying the public by leaving parts of his victims as mementoes.   This braggadocio was misplaced, for these ghastly remains provided Lady Dorrington with clues that would lead her into a deadly confrontation. 

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From the Private Files of Scotland Yard Commissioner Rushworth Ramsgate - Part Six:

The Gruesome Affair of the Grinning Skull Slasher

This abominable case was one of my earliest encounters with the formidable Lady Dorrington. A latter-day, and gruesomely theatrical, Jack-the-Ripper terrorized the East End for weeks.  The Yard's inability to end his reign of horror was a source of bitter complaint by both the public and the press. The murderer prowled the foggy alleys like a creature of prey, and even I began to wonder if our lethal opponent was more than human. 

It was with some trepidation for her safety that I called upon Tasha for assistance. My fears were well-founded, for as Tasha hunted this wraith, she herself was being stalked.

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