Eric looked up at the scream rain dripping off the edge of his hat. High pitched female, looking back the way he had come he watched as a figured leapt from a roof rolled from the roof of a passing carriage and darted for an alleyway. He caught the glint of the Tulwar at his waist and knew it was Marcus, Eric had been walking a beat as Marcus had ordered just blending with the passersby, but the scream and Marcus making his move galvanized Sir Easton into action. He cut down a side street splashing through the rain , unlimbering his double barrel from under his heavy coat. If he could head off the opposite side of the Alley they would have the Ripper surrounded, even if it was too late for the girl. But there was always hope. 

Eric skidded out of the side street and into the rain soaked throughfare that ran parrallel to the prior street and began a head long sprint up the road toward the other end of the alleyway in a desperate attempt to head off the Ripper. He brushed rain water out of his eyes with his left hand as he brought the shotgun up with his right hand.
 "Please let us be in time...." He breathed doggedly as he ran