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FOXHOLE

The surgeon had found it impossible to pick out all the silver shards froain the hot explosion of pain Sore tails Kostaki was not of that breed Already, he had to live behind a dead face; soon, he

A couple of young bloods, sharp-eyed new-born toughs, lurched away froress fro them down Without a word, they slipped back to their shadows and allowed hie hat and cloak, liiven an address in the Old Jago, a district which was to Whitechapel what Whitechapel was to Mayfair

&039;Moldavian,&039; came a quiet voice &039;Over here&039;

In the dark of an alley-mouth, Kostaki saw Mackenzie &039;Scotsman, well met&039;

&039;If you say so&039;

The Inspector&039;s coat was holed and patched, and he wore a week&039;s whiskers Kostaki understood he had not been seen for soeneral assumption was that he had been re an undiploars wehis shoulders inside his loose and dirty coat

Kostaki grinned He was pleased this warm man was not in a concentration camp &039;Where have you been?&039;

&039;Here, in the main,&039; said Mackenzie &039;And Whitechapel This is where the trail goes to ground&039;

&039;The trail?&039;

&039;Ourhiht in the park&039;

Kostaki reme hood The stick of dyna in von Klatka&039;s chest an instant before the blast Then, a lumpy red rainstorm &039;You have found the murderer?&039;

Mackenzie nodded

&039;I see the reputation of Scotland Yard is well earned&039;

Mackenzie looked bitter &039;This is nothing to do with Scotland Yard Not with Warren or Anderson or Lestrade They were in the way, so I set out on my own&039;

&039;A lone hunter?&039;

&039;Exactly Warren insisted we look for a Christian Crusader, but I knew better You were there, Kostaki You must remember The man in the hood He was a vampire&039;

The dark eyes Maybe riotten

&039;And that vampire is here in this rookery&039; Mackenzie looked up In the lodging house opposite the alleyway there was a light A third-storey room Shadows moved on the thinhieant" A very interesting fellow, our fox He has surprising associations&039;

Mackenzie&039;s eyes shone Kostaki recognised the pride of a predator

&039;Are you sure this is him?&039;

&039;Sure as I can be You will be too When you see him, when you hear his voice&039;

&039;How did you track hier beside his nose &039;I followed the trail Dynamite and silver are hard to co I played the Irish card, asking around the mick pubs It&039;s certain his bully-boys were recruited fro up, I&039;ve eant within two days Then I found a few hard facts, details scattered on the ground like cruht di Mackenzie with him

&039;You&039;ll see now,&039; the Scots door was pulled inwards and a va It was thethe upright bearing And the eyes He wore old clothes and a battered peaked cap, but his posture and flaring ested the British ar second into the alley Then he consulted a pocket watch Briskly, the Sergeant ain

When they could no longer hear the vampire&039;s bootfalls, Kostaki said &039;It was him&039;

&039;I never had any doubt&039;

&039;Then why did you summon me?&039;

&039;Because I can trust you as no other We have an understanding, you and I&039;