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Inside the Rice police station, which was responsible for Minsk Street and the surrounding blocks.

Klein shook hands with the officer seeing him out and said, "These threatening letters must be connected to the earlier serial murders. The man who organized the investigation, the great detective Isengard

Stanton, was attacked this afternoon!

"Please take this seriously."

The officer withdrew his hand and said:

"Rest assured, Mr. Moriarty. We certainly won't overlook the possibility you've raised, and we'll report it to our superiors immediately."

"Thank you so much." Klein put on his hat and walked out the door.

Having accompanied him, Neph waved to the officers, then hurried after Klein and asked:

"Would you like me to escort you home, Detective Moriarty?"

"...That won't be necessary." Klein rolled his eyes at her.

"No, I think you need it." Neph smiled at him.

Klein paused briefly. He looked at Neph hesitantly and stopped walking, but she took the lead and said as she walked:

"Come on. I want to check a few things."

Klein could only follow. Thinking it over, he asked, "Could the murderer be hoping I'll relocate during the night,

then attack me along the way?"

"I don't know." Neph shrugged. "But you're not his only target."

Klein's expression grew grave. He realized that this was far more complicated than he had imagined and returned with Neph in silence.

When they stepped down from the carriage, Neph spotted a figure pacing nearby. He had a full beard and a medium, somewhat lean build. Klein also noticed him by the light of the gas lamps. He immediately grew wary, then relaxed once he recognized the figure.

"It's Stuart," he explained. "I know him. He's a private detective too. We've worked together. I remember he admires me quite a lot."

Neph shook