London, 1860. On a chilly January night, a terrible scream echoed through the narrow, dirty alleys of St. Giles, one of the most impoverished and dangerous areas of the city. The police, who came running in response to the noise, found two beaten, respectably dressed gentlemen. One of them was dead, the other was barely breathing. Sergeant John Evan rushed the victim to hospital. The damage to his body was terrible, and most importantly, he was speechless and could not say anything. Who are these two and why did they wander there at night, where people from their class do not appear even during the day? Evan doesn’t know what to grab and where to start. But he knows exactly who is able to answer all these questions. This is a former police inspector, and now a private investigator, William Monk...