Lestrade had never been arrested before, although he had often had his collar felt by unsuspecting constables. But now a woman has died in his arms in a London pea-souper and he is not only arrested, but facing the drop.
Millicent Millichip, in the wrong place at the right time is neither the first nor last in a series of murders by someone so cunning that all the brains of the Yard can’t catch them – and this despite the calling card left helpfully at every scene.
In his time, Lestrade has found it hard enough to follow a case, but from the condemned cell in Pentonville, it is even harder. His friends try their best, breaking and entering, brow-beating and cajoling, to what seems to be no avail. But everyone must try to do what they can – needs must when the Devil drives.