The Whitechapel Demon
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Chapter 9

By Josh Reynolds
Jul 31, 2020 · 2,056 words · 8 minutes

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“A name.” St. Cyprian scratched his chin. “I think I can guess which one. Did they say why?”

“Not as such, though when I balked, they pulled a gun,” Andraste said. “I think—I think they’d been preparing for it for a long time. I think maybe they had a lot invested in it.” She swallowed, and closed her eyes. “They used me. They called out, through me and something answered them. I felt it.” She touched her chest. “It wasn’t a voice, not exactly, more like a—a sick feeling, coming on me all at...

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