When the newest member of Eric Peterkin’s London club is found stabbed to death, Eric throws himself into a quest for the truth: missing nurses, morphine addiction, shell shock. The Great War is over, but the memories remain...
While lifting herself back up to her feet she noticed something on the ground beneath. She squatted back down. She rubbed her fingers across what she saw; footprints. Footprints unlike anything she had ever seen before. The print had three toes, like a bird, one on the left and the right, and one in the middle. The interesting thing was the outer toes each had a claw that extended forward; the middle toe was vacant of a claw.