With the inquest into Mary Jane Kelly's death, concluding she was murdered by persons unknown.

This marked the end of Jack the Ripper's reign of terror. As oddly, the press's interest

had begun to wane.

With the Second World War looming, like an ominous fog of death, the murders of three dead

women in a city part of Soho, French Fifi, Marie Corden and Dutch Leia, seemed insignificant.

Just months before, the tabloids had slathered with talk of fear, menace and mystery. As a foreign

monster with an ape-like gate, slayed a slew of unworthy women, in a fevered panic amidst the

western sex trade. Whereas once, the Soho Strangler was an international sensation.

But now his crimes and his victims weren't worth the ink. As the public's only source of fact,

the press had misled and lied to keep the myth about the serial Strangler alive,

having even distorted witness testimony and derailed an investigation in the name of circulation.

The murders were unnervingly similar, but this could easily have been just a coincidence.

The press would state, his victims were petite French brunettes.

Only one was English, and given that a woman's average height in the 1930s was five foot one,

and most prostitutes trafficked into London were French. The law of averages would suggest that they

look similar. As with where the women were murdered, most lodgings for sex workers in Soho's

red light district consisted of rooms above a shop, accessed by a single street door,

and subdivided into small bedsets. As with his method of attack,

knocking a girl semi unconscious with a fist at the face, and strangling her with a hand or a

stocking, it's not an uncommon assault as it happened to Fifi just one week before.

With no robbery, no sexual assault and no fingerprints, there was no conspiracy or cover-up,

as being in and out too quick to leave any hint of his identity.

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