Horay for Holloway?

Holloway Castle Inn stood across the wide street of Camden Road from the City Prison. Park Road formed a y intersection at the front gates of Holloway Prison (aka City Prison); built between 1853-5, this panopticon principle structure can hold 436 criminals in six wings. Four are appropriated for men, one for juveniles, and the other for women. This castellated building, designed by the city architect, Mr. Bunning, has ventilated cells that can be warmed by steam in the winter. The entire complex sits on ten acres and is surrounded by a brick and iron fence.

Jack stood and stared at the massive and formidable structure. Getting in there, not as a prisoner, would be a challenge. Yet he had no idea if Norman was going to infiltrate this place. He was frustrated and it showed.

Warren watched and waited; if it were still 1888, he could have gotten them into Holloway, but now, it would be tricky and dangerous. He figured there had to be ramifications to time ripping.

"We should be getting on, my friend. Our accommodations are not set and we need to find lodgings."

Jack looked at Warren and nodded.

Crossing the y of streets, they see the sign for the Inn. Dodging horse carts and piles of garbage, they dust themselves off before entering the three-story stucco and wood building.