The time is 6am, my household is already awake and going about their chores. I pull the cord that is beside my bed to call for my man servant to dress me. Waiting I think about the day ahead,<br/><br/>"Will there be anymore bodies discovered today?"<br/><br/>A knock at the door and my man walks in, he quickly baths me then dresses me, I walk down to the breakfast room for some deviled eggs and bread. Soon after my paper arrived, I searched it most diligently for any new reports of bodies, none were found. My investigations had gone further than the peelers, they weren't too bothered about the girls that were dying because they were prostitutes, even such ladies deserved  proper care and looking after.<br/><br/>Today I must walk down to where the last murder took place, near the water front to talk to anyone who might just know where these ladies frequent.