Sir. Malcolm and Miss. Ives led us a couple of streets over to a place where amateur doctors prepare bodies, slice them up for study and foolish fetishes been practiced day after day. Crazed by the cutting of skin.
"What is this place?" Mr. Chandler asked
"Where the resurrection men play their trade, teh surgeons must supply students with ample subjects" He paused
"But when legal channels have exhausted, they force too resource to other mean" I finished
"You've been here before" Mr. Chandler exclaimed
"I like to dabble, Mr. Chandler" I smirked
We all walked over to a chubby man dusting, over a corpse that had been sliced down the middle.
"I am in need of your services, sir" Sir. Malcolm exclaimed
"Does it come from the river? We don't need anything from there, if they get fish get the feed from it" The man said nasily
"No, not the river" Sir Malcolm added
"Well, that a blessing, take it around the back and see if my assistant can have a look at it" he exclaimed, looking down at his finished work.
"Thank you, It's good to see Neil" I smiled
"And you too Miss, you still coming in?" He asked
"Not too sure, but i'll see" I replied and catched up with mr. Chandler following Sir. Malcolm and Miss Ives downstairs to a sort of basement.
In the middle of it was a slim man, slouching over the studying table looking through a decapitated arm studying it's ligaments,digging through it; with his scalpel.
"Your master said that you might assist us" Sir. Malcolm interrupted
"I have no master" The young man spoke
"The proprietor out front, I mean" Sir Malcolm added
"Go away" he said arrogantly
"I'll pay you for your time" Sir. Malcolm bribed
"You can't afford" He protested
"You're very proud" Miss. Ives added
He huffed sitting up holding the muscles of the arm "Take it too a slaughterhouse, I'm not a medical practitioner, I'm only engaged in research"
he gave a brief glance and then crouched back to the arm.
"You're a man with a bloody knife, like everybody else out there so stop putting on airs" Mr. Chandler threatened
He looked up at Mr. chandler and I, he spent a minute looking at me and then back to Mr. Chandler.
"American?" He spoke up, making me chuckle
"You are clever" Mr. Chandler Spoke but was interrupted
"Do you know anything about electrical currents? Your country is making such strides, as we labour to coal and peat, have you had any experience with the principles and applications of galvanism?" He asked
"Oh, the usual" Mr. Chandler added, I chuckled silently
"Sir, I have an urgent need for a Necropsy" Sir. Malcolm persisted "Will you assist us?"
"I'm occupied solely in research, I will not bored myself with explanations you could not barely understand" He paused
I leant down, putting both hands on the table. "I bet I could" I smirked
