Savannah sleeps under a veil of river fog... and wakes to a nightmare.

When a woman is found along the waterfront-posed with Victorian precision, throat cut clean-Detective Mara Lynwood is forced out of medical leave and back into the darkness she thought she escaped. The killer leaves a folded paper rose made from an 1888 newspaper, signaling one thing:

Jack the Ripper has returned. Just not the one history remembers.

As bodies surface across the city, each staged more theatrically than the last, Mara uncovers a chilling truth: someone isn't mimicking the Ripper-they're building a community around him. A cult of watchers. Commenters. Voters. A hidden digital world hungry for blood and spectacle.

Then the killer leaves a message carved into a victim's shoulder:

DO YOU REMEMBER YOUR LILY?

Mara's past detonates. Her sister's disappearance twenty-five years ago wasn't random. It wasn't forgotten. It was the first chapter.

Now a shadow known only as Whitequill is orchestrating a new canon of murder-training disciples, manipulating crowds, and using Mara's trauma as fuel.

To stop the killings, she must follow a trail of origami cranes, childhood memories, Victorian philosophy, and a digital underworld that treats death like entertainment.

But the final truth is worse than anything she imagined:

Whitequill didn't come for the victims. They came for Mara.

A haunting, atmospheric thriller drenched in fog, folklore, and psychological dread, The Ripper Within reimagines the legend for the modern age-and asks a terrifying question:

What happens when evil goes viral?