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Catch me on insta: _aislinn_jasper_ and check out the trailer of the novel. Disclaimer: This book is a bit slow, will get on track after three to four chapters. He was named as the finest one among all, but his one small mistake and everything was ruined. His reputation, his name. He was sent to jail for his crimes. He was mobbed by thousands of angry citizens Was it a right judgement? Or was he framed? No one knew. Five years after he was bailed, he was now handed a case of a serial killer. No one believed in him. No one trusted him. But was he still capable of being the finest one? Was he still a trustworthy one? No one knew. It all depended on this unsolvable case which was handed over to him... Will Flynn Hebrew be able to climb to the top from where he was pushed to fall years ago?... ~~~~~ “Tell me more...” Hebrew asked as he kept reading the file. Winchester looked at him and said. "Till now...you must have heard from the news, people are calling the murderer the second Jack the Ripper. I'm afraid how this will end. The woman was murdered the same as he did it, slit straight from the neck down the abdomen...” ~~~~~ Who will win, the murderer or Flynn Hebrew?.. ~~~~ Talk to me on discord: aislinn_jasper #2125 The cover photo doesn't belong to me, and credit for making the cover goes to THE_WORDSMITH
31st December 1950...
I can hear several violins playing a chorus. Of course, it was New Year's night and the Whitechapel's grand hall was always booked for everyone to celebrate it together. The hall was full of people from the entire city.
"Let's go..." I whispered slightly and smiled as I looked at him.
We locked our arms as we walked over the red carpet in the grand lobby leading to the hall.
As we descend the stairs both of us looked at the people there, not making it much obvious. Though we were looking for him desperately, still, we didn't want him to know that...
"Mr Flynn, thanks a lot for taking me with you today." I smiled once again.
Now we were standing in the centre of the hall, and the surrounding people were dancing according to the rhythm, slowly...
"Pleasure's all mine, Ms Lennon!" He kissed the back of my hand and pulled me close as we danced with everyone along with the rhythm.
While we both danced, our eyes never met. We both kept looking at each person. No one should be missed. The murderer was there, and he had claimed it.
"Why do we believe him?" I asked as we kept searching and dancing.
"Cause we don't have any other option," he answered back
"And...What if he's not here?"
"He has to be..."
I looked at him with suspicion.
"And may I ask why?"
"Today everyone is with a partner here. No one is alone and so, he has no choice but to be here."
"But don't you think being here is not much good for him?" And…I again started my hunt.
He looked at me and asked, "Why?"
"Cause it's full of people, he might get noticed," I claimed.
Looking away from me he suggested, "And what if I say that he chose this place as it's full of people making him rendered from being noticed?..."
Mr Flynn knew the murderer better than anyone. He could guess what the murderer was up to next…and now I think I knew the reason behind him being the finest one.
