"The start of it was a tidy little riot at the
Tottenham Court end of Oxford Street on a
strangely dark late afternoon of February.
in the sorrowful winter of 1820."
And the start of it that directly involved Jeremy
Sturrock in the most urgent investigation of his
career as Chief Officer of the Bow Street Police
Force was "an unwanted, unknown, and damned
unwelcome corpse" lying at the outer door of
Sturrock s chambers in Soho Square. Almost a
corpse, really, the dying man has life enough to
gasp out a few puzzling words before he truly
expires. Shots ring out, and the corpse is spirited
away by unseen hands.
"A prank of that kind," Sturrock observes,
"requests investigation." What is his shock, then,
to discover the next morning that the new Chief
Magistrate, waving a letter of complaint about
Sturrock from a mysterious "lady," suspends him
from the force! But the policeman is not deterred.
Investigate he will, even though his only allies are
his horrible clerk, Master Maggsy, and his dim-
witted sporting coachman, Jagger.
The cryptic dying statement and a pouch of
unusual tobacco are the only clues. Little enough,
but Sturrock can go far on little. Jagger is set upon
and nearly drowned, two more murders take
place, and all this pales when Sturrock begins to
uncover a plot that will spell disaster to the entire
nation. Through London s crooked streets and
winding lanes, through the city s rough taprooms
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