Jack the ripper Aria hustled to 221B baker street.

Right there she stops, taking a breath before slipping an envelope with the name Elie on it. Trying to clear her thoughts, she knows the bleeding is going to sap her strength soon however, she had faith Elie will find her in time and get Prof Beilschmidt too. With one long glance to the lit window above she left, blending into the streets of people. _-_ Elie was busy trying to deduct where Aria was hiding her prescription pad. She could use some painkillers since the nicotine withdrawal was more or less nauseating. She took a bath just minutes ago and already she was all sweaty. She needed to think. Something to distract the pain. Come on, think ! Then there was the proverbial wall of nothingness and oblivious. Even her usual mind palace was all black. A knock took her out of her reverie. Elie, you got mail and DI Shou is here. Cik Alyaa said, muffled because of the door. Ok, Cik Alyaa. Getting to her feet and wrapping herself more securely in her dressing gown around her body. Elie Yuuta began, her nose suddenly picking up and unpleasant smell and wrinkling severely. How many days did you not bathe?! Elie sniffed in offense. For your information, I bathed this morning. She left the door to seat herself back. All the windows are open to facilitate circulation so it wasnt so bad once theyre inside. Its the saltpeter I had. I needed to make smoke bombs for an experiment. She said pointedly returning to lounge in her chair. Yuuta was going to ask further but it was too early in the morning for her to handle the indirect insults to her intelligence and the headaches of being explained afterwards. Resigning with a deep breath, this time far from the stink, she braved on forward and extended the hand that had the letter and the case file for the most recent incident in the so called Jack the Ripper case. Just so you know, this time theres no body just blood and lots of it. We figured the newest victim escaped Yuuta explained and settled herself in the next available chair. Elie looked at the case file and the letter for a minute or so longer before looking back up at Yuuta. The case file, I know its from you but the letter? She asked absently. Oh, thats the mail Cik Alyaa said earlier. Yuuta said as she stretched on the chair languidly, joints cracking as she goes. Its been a long, brutal gruesome week with little or useless clues. Elie looked up with a hard look at Yuuta before opening the letter first. She read the letter with rapid speed, eye almost flashing at the lines of the paper before she stopped dead at the last line. I see. She said in a tone of finality and got up from her seat and handed over the letter to Yuuta. Read this. She said and left for the kitchen with the case file.

It was Yuutas turn to read and blanched. The letter had some smudge bloodstains but other than that, it was one of the most important clues theyve ever got. To Elie I know this is clich but by the time you get this, Im in deep trouble and in hiding from my captor. I got caught on the way home. I should have It was a man by the name of Prof. Beilschimdt. I think he was the Jack the Ripper everyone was looking for. If he wasnt, please find him and get him. Im not sure if hes one of Moriartys but I cant come out of hiding until hes caught. Ill be somewhere old and familiar. Anyway, these are the clues I could get. I got the name from his name tag. Just so you know it was plain black with white writings. I couldnt remember anything more except he was wearing a trench coat and drove a metallic blue Honda Civic. Oh, he had grey hair, too but he couldnt have been over 25 no matter how much plastic surgery you can do . He also told me that the name couldnt help anyone, so it might be fake? Best of luck. From Aria Elie... Wheres Aria? Yuuta asked in a worried tone. Dread was getting a better part of her psyche. Looking up, Elie just drunk from a pitcher full of black coffee and was finishing it as she passed her into her bedroom. If Id known where she was, she wouldnt have given me that. Elie said as she rummaged in her bedroom. Yuuta folded the letter back gently before getting to her feet. If the place she had been was the place where Aria was then... Elie, you know what this means, right? Yuuta began, controlling panic as best as she could. Yes, get her captor and put him away. She said as she loaded her netbook and a few other stuffs Yuuta doesnt know into her backpack. Then find her and, with luck, end the Jack the Ripper case before she get septicaemia Yuuta stared at the letter and back at Elie. Though what shes wearing was a much more distracting than the contents of the letter and her heartless statement. Wearing nothing more than a navy blue Coldplay t-shirt and black cargos, she went across to complete the look with black woolly jacket. Even her hair was all frizzy with her hair clip on. Yuuta stared at her appearance before she stopped by the door, looking expectantly back at her. Well? She asked, waiting for her to get a move on. Yuuta shook her head, before spotting a hairbrush on the mantelpiece. Elie was unkempt as usual and Yuuta knew shell be dead for not remedying the situation if Aria didnt die first. For the love of god, just fix your hair in the car. Yuuta said in a defeated manner since they were in a rush.

As always, she had that indignant look but she followed anyway. Considering they were working on a few cases, the report had been compiled and left only for Elie to read and interpret. She was tracing the pictures with fervour now that they were in the car... totally leaving the comb untouched. Once at the hospital, Yuuta had to threaten to ban her from the morgue in order to get her use the bleeding comb. The striation marks indicates that it was all sawed of manually. Matthew commented. All things were in order and over a cup of tea and coffee; Elie was spreading the pics and taking down more notes as she discussed it over with Matthew Williams, the morgue attendant. The mutilated body had to remain in the bag since there was almost nothing whole left of it. Yuuta drank her coffee, not happy it was instant but itll have to make do. Indeed. Elie said distractedly after staring at the picture and rushed to the body beg, all the while getting a glove on. Matthew, have you found the false ribs when you went through it? She asked, observing the remains with a critical eye and shifting it carefully, as if it would hurt if she did it carelessly. Matthew went back at the body, forehead crinkling as he recalled it. I did but the cartilages were all carved off- Just like the rest. Elie finished and took a piece of something from the remains and places it in her hand under the light, Matthew joining her. Left rib? he asked as Elie flipped it side to side. Quite right. Left-handed, steady hands, medically trained or a person from the meat processes services but the saw used is a medical saw since the cut is too clean so definitely medically trained, a professional surgeon. Rich, too. Definitely, muscular. Hmmm.... Elie said contemplatively, frowning at the piece of bone as if it was hiding more facts and refused to give it up. Yuuta was still struck speechless whenever she pulled that off. It was dubbed the Elie zone. Shell be spouting stuff only she knows and understand and its up to them to decipher it or wait patiently for her to finish before insulting them and explain everything.