Fortunately, she was only two blocks away from the new main road, where there would be a hansom cab for hire.Īs she passed the grates that covered Fleet Ditch, noxious fumes wafted upward and made her eyes water. The East London parish of Clerkenwell was not a place to be careless. Her gaze took in every detail of the environment. So far there had been no evidence to justify her unease-no glimpse of a person behind her, no sound of footsteps-but she could feel him somewhere close.Ĭarrying her leather doctor’s bag in her right hand and a hickory cane with the other, Garrett continued to walk at a brisk pace. Lately she had the feeling of being watched whenever she went on her weekly visit to the workhouse infirmary. The uneasy awareness crept along the nape of Garrett’s neck until the fine hairs stood on end.
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