The morning of Friday the 17th of April 1936 was deathly still, as a damp fog hung.

Drenched in somber silence, a small crowd bow their heads, as down the staircase and through

the street door of 47 Lexington Street. Two men in mournful suits carried a black

wooden coffin into the back of a black-weighting van.

Worded quickly spread across Soho, the Jean-Marie cotton had been murdered.

Strangled in her own flat, with her own scarf, in a motiveless attack by an unknown killer.

Fuelling the fire, that day Marie's murder was headline news in many national newspapers.

Hasteily recycling, any salacious tidbits were the fact or false to get the scoop.

Many like the Daily Mail and the Leicester Evening Mail, both went with beautiful woman murdered in Soho.

As it's faster and cheaper to copy and paste from a press release, then it is to dispatch a reporter to do their job.

And having already connected a few of the dots, the Nottingham Evening Post went with

Second Beauty, Slein in London.

The story of French Fethi was as dead and buried as her body.

But now, they had a reason to remember.

New flat riddle for Scotland Yard, is there a link with stocking crime?

Both victims strangled and French.

Over night, the unremarkable deaths of two forgotten women had gained notoriety.

But only because their murders had sex, death, mystery, and a faceless killer who stalked the shadows.

Focused on speed rather than accuracy, the press bastardised the facts.

Fingerprints of killer found in murder.

Only they actually belonged to the first PC on the scene.

Police took away Bloodstained Orr, which was wrong as the pool of blood about her nose hadn't splashed nor spread.

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