Three months had passed since The Butcher had attacked Joahna Moriarty. In that time, the notorious criminal had struck repeatedly throughout New Albion, spreading fear and chaos with each new attack. The city was on edge, and despite Joahna's best efforts, The Butcher remained elusive, slipping through the cracks like a phantom.
Worse still, The Butcher had targeted Victor Delacroix and Hell's Kitchen twice. The latest attack had left Lucien Duval, the maitre'd—whom Joahna also knew as Lucienne, when he felt like playing hostess—severely injured. The sight of Lucien, pale and bandaged, haunted her thoughts as she pored over the case files in her dimly lit office.
