It's the Christmas
season, and Mr. Timothy Cratchit, not the pious child the world thought
he was, has just buried his father. He's also struggling to bury his
past as a cripple and shed his financial ties to his benevolent "Uncle"
Ebenezer by losing himself in the thick of London's underbelly. He
boards at a brothel in exchange for teaching the mistress how to read
and spends his nights dredging the Thames for dead bodies and the
treasures in their pockets.
Timothy's life takes a sharp turn
when he discovers the bodies of two dead girls, each seared with the
same cruel brand on the upper arm. The sight of their horror-struck
faces compels Timothy to become the protector of another young girl,
Philomela, from the fate the others suffered at the hands of a dangerous
and powerful man.
A different kind of Christmas story, this
breathless flight through the teeming markets, shadowy passageways, and
rolling brown fog of 1860s London would do Dickens proud for its
surprising twists and turns, and its extraordinary heart.
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