At 6.50pm, Red Max rang the doorbell of 35 to 36 Little Newport Street.

The lodging of a petite French brunette doorbell of 35 to 36 Little Newport Street.

The lodging of a petite French brunette unnervingly similar to the other three victims

who was known as French Suzette.

He didn't wear a disguise or bring a weapon, as Max's power was his stranglehold on Soho.

A place so in fear, he could kill in plain sight and disappear into a busy city street, as no one dared to speak his name.

Unlocked by the prostitute's terrified maid,

as with Fifi, Marie and Leia,

the street door led up a tight stare,

as his heavy boots thudded up to this soon-to-be crime scene of another killing.

By the time the police would arrive, the room would be cleaned, the evidence erased, the witnesses silenced, and a killer unseen.

Many have speculated that the Soho Strangler wasn't the work of a sadistic serial killer or a series of copycat killings,

but a white slaver sending a message to his pimps, girls and ponters.

And now, just a few streets south of the murders of Fifi, Marie and Leia, a rival crime boss was dead.

Roger Marcel Vernon was born on the 4th of January 1901 in Fontenet-Soubouin, a pleasant suburb on the outskirts of Paris.

His father was a postal official, his mother was a housewife, and coming from a good hardworking family, although he was educated and cultured,

Roger wanted more. Nicknamed Petty George, owing to his small stature, Roger was a thin,

slightly built man, barely five foot high in heels, who wore very expensive,

exquisitely tailored suits to hide the fact that they were child-sized.

And although, with dark, slicked-down hair, a flawless face, and often wearing a nattie little bowtie.

Many mistook him for a little boy dressed in his Sunday best,

but in truth, he was an angel-faced killer.

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