Jake Winncott has a troubled past and living in the cesspool of London's East End in the Victorian era isn't helping to ease his mind any. Bedeviled by his dead father's evangelistic shade, Jake sets out do his bidding and cleanse the tainted women of Whitechapel in their own heart's blood. This is Jack the Ripper as he has never been portrayed. The author takes the reader deep into the tormented heart of the man he might have been and explores a fictional past that might explain his savagery. While the text is gritty at times, and roughly follows the historical timeline of the facts, Jake Wincott is purely a figment of the author's imagination. N. M. Bell gives the infamous mad man a human face.