J. Román Vega, Origins: "Crime Incorporated".

American Literature.

It's as classic as a cogney accent. If I could picture the vicinit, where the ripper cases took place, I would say this was no different. An environment created by the masters of politics and corruption. My, my, what do we have here? It's just another day in the neighborhood. I think I'll just mind my business. Sounds easy enough. Only problem is, that while my state of nirvana, is an evermore garden of Eden, there always seems to be someone, having to do with the top cornerstone of the pyramid, slithering up to me, hissing hostile intelligence.