15.
The silence at the library may be unnerving for many but for the
Doctor, it was his busy mind working on the solution while the Colonel busy
cleaning the cane which act as his concealed gun. The tea pot left by Wong the
Butler was not served into the cups. The scones untouched looked delicious but
the mood to eat was not there.
“How did you do it?” The Colonel broke the silence. “We were…”
“Entranced by the man. Yes, I could see that but not me. I was
working on a complicated mathematical problem. I have to admit there were
moments I was almost induced but then I had my mind shifted back. Mathematical
problem occupies my mind. It’s a jealous emotion in my mind.”
“What did happen there?”
“I believed hypnotism was the inducement. I had seen it in
practise by doctors of science and by out of whacks conjurers. Once I was in
Austria, I met some gypsies who did it to me on my curiosity. It was
embarrassing and since then I have learned to ignore it. It’s all in the mind
and the gateways are the eyes and ears. I do believe our esteemed leader have an
inherent skill to do it fast and willingly spirit your will away.”
“Uh…” Colonel Sebastian was baffled. “I seen the ones in India
who could go into a trance but…”
“A state of the mind, Colonel. Just like when he induced in you
to do the killing. How many was there?”
“Four including Inspector Weston, the Engineer Jones and….”
“All for a reason. They were my informants. The man was
displaying to me that he could get at me. Which he almost did at the gathering
but I evaded the dead penalty but agreeing to him.”
“Tell me what do you think of him? He is…”
“The Kings lineage as told him. King John, and its link was so
far behind and possibility remote by now given that he held no title. He is a
young man but of some wealth which baffled me. Who is his benefactor?”
“Lord Millard.” Colonel Sebastian voiced out.
“No, it can’t be. He controls Lord Millard and more to it, Lord
Millard have…. half the estate. I learned of it yesterday talking to an old
associate. He mentioned Lord Millard have a sister who was a researcher into the
human anatomy. She went abroad but before then she worked with some great
doctors. She is back in London, but living a recluse.
“Her name once more, Doctor?”
“Millard, Illinois Millard.” Doctor Moriarty was then writing
down the data for his mind; doctor of medicine, anatomy and then recluse.
“Let me check on her for you.” Colonel Sebastian told Doctor
Moriarty. There are times certain things unchecked may remain hidden forever.
Once revealed it may yield some unusual findings. It was what stirred up Mycroft’s
mind.
“You are up early, my dear?” Mycroft heard the lady asked him
from the bed. He was usually an early morning riser with his tasks requiring
vigilance and at times, the early start. He had not dressed up and was wearing
the ex-husband’s dressing gown. He stepped to the brazier and stroked the coals
there. He felt the arms went around him his waist which then tugged at the
cord. He held the hands there and then voiced out.
“I got an early start, love.” Mycroft stepped away and walked
towards the wash basin. He freshened himself there and then turned to see Mrs.
Hudson had dressed up. She was a neat and fast dresser. She sat down at the
dresser to straighten her hair.
“You were married?”
“And that was why I am called Mrs Hudson.” The lady replied and
then turned over to look at the man with the puppy expression. “Why do you ask?
Was it the guilt or I am too old and parts of me sagged?”
“No…. Please don’t say that. It was just that I met someone
yesterday and the issue of being married came up. I was not married …. I meant
not yet and may one day…. I meant…”
“And you shall but whom it may be does not matter now. Tell me
your puppy loving concern.” Mrs Hudson looked at him.
“It’s to do with the Ripper. What drives a man… or woman to kill
with such ….”
“Crude manners? Unlike you who will just kill the other with a
shot or a stab in the heart. You are a killer but the Ripper is …. A murderer
of sort with…. Perhaps anger or displeasure. The Ripper does not kill, the
Ripper rips the body organs off. And then placed it at the side like a trophy
display. The new Ripper takes the organs away. So, we have two Rippers.” Mrs
Hudson explained the subject matter.
“How do you know so much?” Mycroft was puzzled.
“Well for one the Butcher’s wife told me. She heard from the
florist who heard from the Surgeon’s sister in law. You will be surprised that
on the street, there are a myriad network of people who knows what others may
not tell you.” Mrs Hudson replied. “Like you were at the brothel which the
front looked like a gentleman club.”
“How did….”
“The matchbox I picked from the floor. Fell off you coat. The
doorman puts it there so that you could remember the place if you want to come
back. Your question on my marriage…. It could be an admission of guilt but I am
not a naïve girl clamouring onto you just because you taken my virginity. Which
you did not, and our sessions are purely sex with the convenience of your
brother away from upstairs.” Mrs Hudson looked at Mycroft. “Do I need to go
on?”
Mycroft was lost for words then.
“Then check out one victim by the name of Helen Innes. She was
the servant at the missing heiress once before she was removed for dubious
reasons. And check out the parties that Lord Millard holds at different
location.” Mrs Hudson looked at Mycroft standing with the mouth gaping open.
“No, I did not learn that from Sherlock nor did I seduce the milkman who knew
almost anything on the street. I got that info from…… never mind from who….
Just look at those leads.”
“And take a peed. Your bladder showing the signs. And it ain’t
sex.”
Sex was not on most people’ mind who read the morning newspaper.
The headlines damper them urges.
‘Ripper struck again.’
‘It’s the season again. Rip it!’
The difference was the last night victim have the organs displayed
like the derby trophies. The reactions varied from person to person.
“Who told the papers of the Ripper murder?” The Chief
Commissioner was upset.
“We have a different killer.” The Surgeon remarked in the
report. “Or the original Ripper is back.”
“The Elites are the killers.” All it took was a shout of
accusation and the call rippled to mob’s mentality. All expect one.
“Illinois, I swear I have nothing to do with it. With the lady
there, I have not killed anyone.” Victor told the doctor. “I have been out but
that was to …. Walk. I did not kill anyone.”
“So, are you telling me Igor did it?” Doctor Illinois rebuked
back. “Could my son be doing it? He had seen you done it.”
“I don’t …. know. Maybe but I do not follow him. But why do you
accuse your son of it?”
“Because he is my son. He does not see any results from the lady
there. He may be harvesting the organs. He may be doing it to …” Doctor
Illinois replied in anger and then broke down in cries.
“I see no organs. If he did, he would….” Victor consoled her.
“Then the real Ripper is back. Oh, God. We brought back the
Ripper.”
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