Any Sherlock Holmes fans out there? Good! I have a brand new story for you to enjoy.
Sherlock Holmes & the Ripper of Whitechapel by M.K. Wiseman
I am afraid that I, Sherlock Holmes, must act as my own chronicler in this singular case, that of the Whitechapel murders of 1888. For the way in which the affair was dropped upon my doorstep left me with little choice as to the contrary. Not twelve months prior, the siren’s call of quiet domesticity and married life had robbed me of Watson’s assistance as both partner and recorder of my cases. Thus, when detective inspector Lestrade of Scotland Yard required a lead—any lead—I found myself forced to pursue Jack the Ripper alone and without the aid of my faithful friend. And all for the most damnable of reasons: Early on in my investigations, Dr. John H. Watson, formerly of 221b Baker Street, emerged as my prime suspect.
I hadn’t read Sherlock Holmes since my undergrad. I was excited to dive back in but I was also quite cautious; would I still enjoy this old-fashion investigative work after becoming obsessed with modern-day crime stories. The answer was a big yes.
Like the Conan Doyle stories, The Ripper of Whitechapel is well-written and has a clever plot. While it is quite close to the originals in style, there is one major change: the story is told in first-person by Holmes himself. Which opens the door for a very interesting plot twist: his good friend Dr. Watson is the prime suspect!
However, what I think propelled this book from a good to a great read for me was its merger with the Jack the Ripper story. I felt I was getting two classics for the price of one. As the Ripper case was never solved, it was interesting to read somebody else’s theory on what happened.
If you are a Sherlock Holmes fan and are interested in this story, you can pick up a copy of the book here.
I was sent a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review.