Sherlock Holmes and The Scarlet Thread of Murder
suggesting?”
    â€œIt’s obvious. Where does an anarchist get a new chemical?”
    â€œFrom someone like you.”
    â€œExactly,” White returned with a grin. “You need to find the chemist Lamech was working with.”
    â€œOur best lead is back at the public house. Burst down the doors and chase out the whores until we get answers.”
    Kipling burst into the room. “We’ve got a problem sir!” He handed me The Weekly Dispatch. The headline read:
    JEWISH ANARCHIST RESPONSIBLE FOR WHITECHAPEL & MILE END BOMBING!
    â€œStory by Eustace Brown? Damn, that reporter!” I shouted, throwing the paper aside. “Bring him in!”
    â€œAnother thing, Inspector Reid, Detective Chief Inspector Johnstone is here.”
    ***
    â€œWhat the hell, Reid?” shouted DCI Johnstone as I stepped into my office. He was sitting atop my desk. “This is sloppy, very sloppy!”
    â€œThe reporter sneaked in, heard whispers and crafted a story. There is no truth to his words!”
    â€œIt doesn’t matter. We now have a newspaper all over the city claiming that a Jewish anarchist is blowing up rail stations. Not only will this affect people travelling on the Underground, it’s going to cause unwanted hostilities between the gentiles and the Hebrews!”
    Johnstone stood and walked around my desk looking at the map of London that hung on the wall.
    â€œI’ll make him print a retraction, sir,” said I.
    â€œWhat are you doing about this anarchist?”
    â€œHe’s dead. He was at the pub the night before the explosion, came home, ill, and died sometime after the explosion. His body lies here. Mr. White...”
    â€œWhite is here?” he snapped.
    â€œHe is, sir.”
    â€œThat man is no doctor, he’s no proper scientist. He should not be getting his hands on police business.”
    â€œHe’s a good man, and he’s a hell of a lot better than some of these police surgeons we’ve got wasting time on our payroll.” I composed myself. “Now, I have a dead anarchist, a wrecked rail station, and a journalist I need to deal with. So, if you’ll excuse me, I have work to do.”
    â€œSee that all this is sorted, Reid. Don’t let this be another Ripper.” Johnstone walked out. I went around my desk and fell into my chair.
    Chapter 5
    Doctor Watson
    A Visit To Mr Daniels
    Autumn 1890
    â€œWatson, would you visit Lestrade and see what information they might have on this Goblin Man; and the incident regarding Mr. Daniels?” Holmes asked.
    â€œI’ll leave straight away,” said I. “What are you doing?”
    â€œI will follow another avenue. Meet me at Lancaster Gate at nine o’clock, and from there we’ll go see Daniels.”
    I left Holmes and made my way to Scotland Yard. I did not find Lestrade at the Yard upon my arrival, and I waited some time before he appeared.
    â€œHello Doctor.” Lestrade greeted me with a handshake. I followed him into his small office. “What can I do for you?
    â€œI need to learn what you know about The Goblin Man and his connection to David Daniels,” said I.
    Lestrade leaned back in his chair and let out a sigh.
    â€œThe Goblin Man,” Lestrade began. “He is a man who dresses up and scares people, but he is slippery as a fish, I tell you. We can’t seem to catch him. His activity quietened down the past few years. I know some people thought he might have been the Ripper because his attacks stopped about six months before the Whitechapel horrors started. Now the Goblin is back, or so we’re meant to believe, and tormenting this man Daniels.” Lestrade leaned forward, placing his elbows on his desk. “We’ve got nothing. Nothing other than Daniels’ statements. Any piece of evidence or any claims, they’ve all been circumstantial.” Lestrade shook his head. “We’ve had more patrols around
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