Chapter ONE - Weebly

“Nobody is going to hang you, Ebenezer,” Darrow
said. He frowned at Ethan. “I thought better of you,
Mister Kaille.”
Ethan made no answer to Darrow, but asked
Mackintosh, “Do you remember seeing a lone young
woman in the streets that night?”
The cordwainer shook his head. “Do you know
how many of us there were? Hundreds. Maybe more. I
know tha’ most o’ my South End boys were there, an’
a fair number from th’ North End, too. But askin’ me t’
remember one girl … Obviously you weren’ there, or
you’d know better.”
“Did your men stay with you the entire time?”
He shook his head a second time. “No, we split up.
Some wen’ t’ pay a visit t’ Hallowell, th’ rest wen’ t’
see Story. We met up again an’ then wen’ on t’
Hutchinson’s house. An’ before you ask, I wen’ back
an’ forth between th’ two—kept an eye on both
groups.”
Ethan nodded, unable to hide his disappointment.
When he met with Adams, Darrow, and Otis, the men
had blamed Mackintosh for the girl’s death, and Ethan