Jack the Ripper: London's Shadows / Season 1, Episode 12
Legacy
The morning coffee burns your throat. It's too hot—you always drink it too hot, impatient for the caffeine, never willing to wait the extra three minutes for it to cool to a reasonable temperature. This is one of those small facts about yourself that you've accepted will never change, like your inability to fold fitted sheets properly or your habit of saying "I should really..." about things you'll never actually do. You're standing in the break room of the office, the one on the fourteenth floor with the view of downtown that you stopped noticing about six months after you started working here. Outside the window, the city stretches in its familiar configuration—steel and glass catching the morning sun, traffic flowing through the arterial streets, thousands of people beginning their days in thousands of small, ordinary ways. Your name is Marcus Chen. You're twenty-eight years old. You work as a data analyst for a mid-sized insurance company that you chose because they offered decent benefits and didn't require you to commute more than forty minutes. You have a studio apartment, a cat named Murphy, and a gym membership you use exactly twice per month despite paying for unlimited access. These are the facts of your life. They are about to become irrelevant. --- THE FIRST WARNING comes at 8:47 AM....