“The one from the Ligeia? You don’t mean—?”
“A possible sighting, no more. The police in Wapping made an arrest last night. No, not the carrier himself, just some common criminal. A mugger, armed robber... may even have a murder or two on his CV. He slipped up badly last night, though — they found him in the gutter, unconscious and suffering from acute blood loss. He’ll live to stand trial, though, and he was able to describe his attacker. He fits the profile of our lucky little refugee. We’ll have the healers comb the entire East End, although I can’t imagine what possessed the fool to come to London after having taken such trouble to give us the slip. Can a dead man have a subconscious death-wish?”
“Well... perhaps he came for the hunting. London is a very large and densely populated t
