Nearly two weeks since the last killing and the only new information I see is in the paper, if it can even be called new. Fear and conjecture running rampant, only to fuel the public's vengeance for swift justice and the end of these vicious murders.
So many false leads to track and witnesses to question, only to muddy things further. I am exhausted and frustrated by this madman's amazing abilities to obscure the truth; maybe I am exhausted from my own obfuscation of the truth I may believe to know.
A small piece of luck with my private investigations in regards to the 'ghost' women. Several merchants in Miller's Court and Mitre Square remember a beautiful blonde lady, of strange pallor, recently in the early hours of the evening in the last week. She was alone when seen in Miller's Court, but with another woman in Mitre Square; no description can be given for the second one as she wore a large hat with a dark veil which covered her entire face. It seemed she needed help walking along, as she leaned on her companion as they moved down the street. Locating where they are living has proved fruitless so far. Money or fear could be the stumbling block here... or some kind of witchcraft?
I haven't given up on Jack. He will seek me out... he must, he has to know I said nothing about what happened in the courtyard or even being seen in The Britannia. Please, please be at the pub this night!
Once again I make my way, like a ghost myself, seemly invisible to all I pass as I make my way to The Britannia, a lonely vigil up to this point... let tonight be different.
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