Shadows

Do Not Embrace The Shadows For They Are All Consuming And Devour The Soul Leaving In Their Wake Nothing But A Great Well Of Loneliness From Which We All Drink From Time To Time -Richard Casteel, 1887 And So It Begins. From The Cobbled Alleyways Of Whitechapel To A Fishing Village On The Cornish Coast. A Series Of Brutal Murders Is Committed, Where The Only Clues To The Killer'S Identity Are A Copper Coin And A Poppy Found At Each Crime Scene. Dci Crawford Assigned To The Case Soon Establishes A Link Between A Series Of Unsolved Murders In 1888. Four Suspects, A Deserted Manor House, And Shadows.