Book Reviews Archive

“The East End of London is dangerous even by daylight, and I am a solitary woman abroad at four o’clock in the morning. It is Friday, 31 August 1888, and I have come out to photograph the sunrise over the river Thames.” The Ripper’s ...Read More

“Two Years Ago. What she would never remember: their broken screams starting with I love… and I hate…, the sudden wrenching pull, the oh-no-this-is-happening-this-can’t-be-happening feeling of falling as the SUV rocketed off the road, the horrifying downward slope of the hillside in the headlights, ...Read More