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EXPERIENCES IN THE LIFE OF A SLAVE GIRL BY TRINITY GIDDINGS
Liverpool, England, December, 1863.
The Jamaica Vaults were located in a row of red brick buildings on Strand Street, opposite Canning Dock.
As our brougham carriage pulled up on the cobbled road, I noticed a pair of constables, with their stovepipe hats and smart blue tailcoats, standing beside a tarpaulin sheet thrown over some object on the ground.
“You shouldn’t look, Trinity,” Josiah said. “It’s a body they’re attending to. No doubt hauled from the Mersey after some appalling assault.”
Josiah had reluctantly agreed to meet Jigsaw-man after he’d examined the long iron bolt and conceded that it was manufactured for the purpose of fixing armour plate to an ironclad warship. Yet he remained deeply sceptical about Jigsaw-
