"The risk with allying ourselves with outside sources is making us noticeable. There's no way Victoria would allow us to do that, and if she found out we did something behind her back..." Marcus eyed everyone in the room. "We'll be seeing each other at the gallows." He looked over at his Grandfather who nodded in agreement. Marcus withdrew one of his cigars from inside his jacket and lit it up, and inhaled some of the smoke and blew it out.

"Plus, The Ripper only came to prominence last year. There is barely any records of him other than the five murders of those prostitutes in the paper. Not to mention the entire public think he's died since we've been covering up every victim that hasn't reached the public eye." He took a longer drag on the cigar. "My only suggestion is we find out where he's operating from, and drop in for a surprise attack. Get him where he lives and end him once and for all. I won't seek outside sources unless we're truly desperate." 
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Victor nodded at his Grandson's decision not to go for outside help.

"Marcus is correct. If Queen Victoria discovered any of you went for outside help she would make sure we were punished accordingly." He moved over to one of his shelves stacked with bottles of wine and produced another and began to drink from it. He sat down at the table, and propped his wooden leg up onto the table to relieve some of the stress on his amputated stump.

"The Ripper's victims are found near the Thames, and the surrounding area. Maybe you should start looking there. Abandoned buildings, you name it."