A/N: Samuel Mantagu was an actual person during the Ripper investigations. He did offer the reward of 100 pounds.

Part 12

George Lusk had kept a look out for the slender red head but hadn't been able to find her. It had been two days since the death of Annie Chapman and in that time he had been able to organize the Whitechapel Vigilance Committee. There had been a lot of outcry to find the person or persons that had committed these evil acts. With the police and Scotland Yard seemingly overwhelmed George had easily gotten volunteers to join his group. He had been elected President of the Committee by a landslide and he was going to put it to good use. He couldn't come right out and say he thought a witch was involved they would haul him off to Bedlam but he could drop hints about the man that he had seen with her.

Helping his cause along was the rumor of a reward. Just this morning there had been notices put up all over town.  A man named Samuel Mantagu was offering a reward of 100 pounds for the capture of the murderer.

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Willow couldn't believe it when Hannah handed her the paper that morning. A man named Samuel Mantagu was offering a reward of 100 pounds for the capture of the murderer. This would confuse the police and Scotland Yard further.

She was afraid that there would be so many false leads for them to follow that the real killer would get away. 100 pounds was a lot of money especially to people that were living paycheck to paycheck.

Hannah had tried to comfort Willow by pointing out the fact that a Vigilance committee had been formed in Whitechapel. Surely they would be of help to the police and Scotland Yard. Willow certainly hoped so. She just remembered that paranoia had gripped the times and everyone seemed to be suspect.

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Angelus looked at the sketches he had done of William's witch. Each one showed a different facet to the red head. She was at turns innocent and dark. The darkness seemed to call to him. She has such potential. He had let her think that he would wait until the capture of the other vampire before turning her but he wouldn't. He knew that obviously she may be part of his family in the future but she wasn't a literal part since she was a breathing witch. He didn't really care if he changed the timeline, time was irrelevant to a vampire.

He had visions of her power as a witch combined with her power as a vampire. They would make an unstoppable team. He was getting tired of following Darla anyway. Soon he would have her out of the picture.

She had needed him to go with her when she met with the Master. If he hadn't been in France, Angelus might have thought that the Master was the one responsible for Willow's predicament, he was strong enough. He planned on keeping Willow away from the Master for as long as possible. With the potential that Willow had, the Master would want her for himself and Angelus was too greedy for that to happen. He was going to have a hard enough time keeping William from turning her.

"Who is that, Angelus? You're latest obsession?" Darla asked.

"No one in particular, just a girl William introduced me to. He's thinking of turning her. What do you think? Would she make a nice addition to our family?"

Darla picked up the sketch on top. It was the one that Angelus had been looking at when she walked in. It showed the darkness of Willow just below the surface. "Oh yes, my darling boy. This one has potential."

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Willow packed a day dress in her carpetbag. She planned on spending the day in Whitechapel looking around to see if she can find anything that would lead her to Ripper. Maybe she would be lucky enough to spot Ethan and she could kick his ass until he told her what she wanted to know.

She was going to go to Spitalfields under the guise of charity work for the church but she didn't think people would talk to her about the murder. But, if she went as one of them they would be more likely to open up. She walked with Hannah as far as the vicar's house and then they parted ways. Willow found a place where she could change her clothes unnoticed.

Willow entered a pub and hoped she would find out something there. She sat off to the side and ordered lunch. The pub was fairly quiet for that time of day. The barmaid stopped by and Willow asked, "I heard another body was found around here."

"Yeah, down by Hanbury Street. Laddy said she was a real mess."

"Laddy?"

"Poor Laddy, he lives not too far from where it happened."

"Oh, that must have been horrible."

"Probably was, but he's been able to drink off the story for a few days now." She said with a wink.

She left to tend her other customers and Willow rose to leave. Maybe she could find Laddy and see if he heard or saw anything. Though she couldn't quite ask him if he saw a vampire over the body, she thought ruefully.

Willow made her way to Hanbury Street. On the way there she overheard people saying that the police let slip that Annie Chapman had been asking a dark haired man for money not long before her death. Of course they didn't have the technology to pinpoint time of death and it had been a chilly morning but they saw her with the man at a little before 4 and that was when Willow had felt the magick. Maybe Albert with his connections could get more of that story.

Willow saw the courtyard where Annie Chapman's body was found. The harsh light of day did nothing to dull the memories that were playing themselves out in Willow's mind. A voice behind her brought her out of her memories.

"It was awful. I had to go to the mortuary and see her." A feminine voice said.

"Oh, Amelia that must have been awful."

"I shall have nightmares for months I'm sure. It was a few hours after she died that I had to identify her." Amelia shuddered.

Willow watched as the two women walked away. On one hand she was fascinated that she was right in the middle of History happening but on the other hand it was frightening that she was in the middle of an insane vampire's rampage through Whitechapel.

Willow found a pub around the corner from the murder scene. As she entered she heard a man telling a story. Must be Laddy, she thought.  Willow sat nearby so she could listen without being noticed.

"I was comin' home from this very pub when I spotted poor Annie. She was talkin' to this gentleman askin' him fer some money. I didn't really pay much attention to them. It wasn't until that morning when I saw Annie that I knew I must have seen her murderer."

"Cor, you mean you walked right by the murderer? I hope he didn't notice you."

Laddy seemed to gulp at the thought that maybe HE might be in danger now. "Oh, I'm sure he took no notice of me."

"What'd he look like, Laddy?"  Willow was glad someone asked that one. It was hard to keep quiet listening. She had so many questions.

"Well, lemme think.  He was sorta tall, 'bout your height. He was thin with dark hair. He was dressed like a gentleman.  He had a walking stick and bowler hat."

Cripes, Willow thought that could describe at least 100 men. How did they find criminals in these days without fingerprinting, DNA testing and all the modern equipment?

Laddy seemed to puff up a bit. "Police asked me this morning to sit with an artist so they could sketch the man I saw."

Hmmm, maybe Albert could get a hold of that sketch or at least let me look at it.  Willow rose to leave the pub. She had to meet Hannah back at the vicar's house and she still needed to change back into her other clothes. She left Laddy still telling his story to the rest of the customers in the pub.