New York City
Dr. Francis Tumblety sat in his bedroom, engrossed in his favorite hobby: inspecting his collection of human uteri preserved in jars.
A knock at the door broke his concentration. He put down his magnifying glass and admitted Detective James McGlory.
“Detective Jim, how are you?” He held out his hand and they shook. “What brings you here on such a quiet day?”
“Yet another case, Doc. Another p********e was murdered at Five Points, making that the third this month. Can you assist at the autopsy tomorrow?”
Tumblety suppressed a shiver of expectation. This would be the fifth w***e"s corpse he"d be dissecting as a favor to the Metropolitan Police. Someone was out there butchering them on the street, and he noted consistencies in the methods. The incisions were always in the sa
