Historical Fiction, Mystery
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In three weeks, Jack the Ripper will terrorize London in the slum called Whitechapel, but across the pond in New York, there’s another serial killer who is taunting investigators. Fingerprints that are burned into skin, the smell of sulpher, and messages in Latin… all seem like a demon, but that’s silly. Demons don’t exist.
In The Daemoniac, Consulting detective Harrison Fearing Pell certainly doesn’t think so and even if her uncle, Arthur Conan Doyle is a believer, it will take more than a few cheap tricks to pull the wool over her eyes.