Chapter 9

I made it to the park just as the fog was settling in. I looked around waiting on him. I walked over to a bench to see another note. "Who's the father, whore?" I was starting to get angry waiting on him. I saw another note. "Is it the boss you moved in with? Or maybe it's the little boy's father." This was all a game to him. It was time for it to end.

I waited and waited and he never showed up. I wasn't going to play this game. This was my daughter's life he was messing with. I started walking back home feeling defeated until I heard her cry. I looked down the alleyway to see a dark figure standing there. "So it's just as I thought. All these killings weren't me, it was you. My own Jackie the Ripper." "Where is my daughter Jack?"