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If you were fascinated by The Five, you'll love this gripping and atmospheric historical thriller set in Victorian London in the wake of Jack the Ripper.

A killer is haunting London's streets . . .

A year after Jack the Ripper claimed his last victim, London is in the grip of a wave of terror. The newly formed Murder Squad of Scotland Yard battles in vain against the tide of horror.

When the body of a detective is found in a suitcase, his lips sewn together and his eyes sewn shut, it becomes clear that no one is safe from attack.

Has the Ripper returned - or is a new killer at large?

And for Walter Day, the young policeman assigned the case, is time running out?

Praise for The Yard:

'If Charles Dickens isn't somewhere clapping his hands for this one, Wilkie Collins surely is.' New York Times

Alex Grecian

The Yard: Scotland Yard Murder Squad Book 1

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If you were fascinated by The Five, you'll love this gripping and atmospheric historical thriller set in Victorian London in the wake of Jack the Ripper.

A killer is haunting London's streets . . .

A year after Jack the Ripper claimed his last victim, London is in the grip of a wav...

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Description

If you were fascinated by The Five, you'll love this gripping and atmospheric historical thriller set in Victorian London in the wake of Jack the Ripper.

A killer is haunting London's streets . . .

A year after Jack the Ripper claimed his last victim, London is in the grip of a wave of terror. The newly formed Murder Squad of Scotland Yard battles in vain against the tide of horror.

When the body of a detective is found in a suitcase, his lips sewn together and his eyes sewn shut, it becomes clear that no one is safe from attack.

Has the Ripper returned - or is a new killer at large?

And for Walter Day, the young policeman assigned the case, is time running out?

Praise for The Yard:

'If Charles Dickens isn't somewhere clapping his hands for this one, Wilkie Collins surely is.' New York Times