Summon Up the Blood by R. N. Morris, 229 pages

This was set in 1914 London, and Jack the Ripper isn't that distant of a memory. A new killer is stalking the streets, but his victims are all "rent boys", making this crime not necessarily the highest on the police list. But due to outside influences, the case is assigned to Detective Inspector Quinn, who's motives might not be the cleanest.

This was very dark, covering a section of London, geographic and society-wise that I'd not read a lot of. Quinn is not a feel-good character, but this was a disturbing read that I couldn't put down. I'll be interested to see if there are more in this series.