Judge Turpin, known for his iron grip and ruthless approach to justice, plunged back into the depths of his passions. This time, his attention was attracted by an unusual girl who seemed to be completely different from the others. The question is "how much are you worth?" He did not leave his mind at every meeting with her. It was not just a material assessment, but rather an attempt to figure out how to win her attention and affection.

This girl was a foreigner who came to London to study, and this only added to her mystery. She did not accept his advances: no expensive necklaces, no necklaces, no luxurious dresses – all these were just empty gestures for her. She was interested in stories and was an excellent listener. This became a problem for the judge, as she soon learned about the tragic fate of Lucy and Benjamin Barker. Almost the whole of London was silent about it, considering it a long-forgotten matter, but not her. Her gaze, full of silent contempt, followed him like a shadow.

This girl was the epitome of moral principles that seemed to have long since left the hearts of Londoners. She believed that a married woman should not be touched by another man, that one should not touch a woman without her consent. Such a naively sweet faith in justice and decency was alien to London, especially to Judge Turpin, for whom the rules were only a tool of manipulation.

On this rainy day, walking through the wet streets with his protege, Turpin could not find a place for himself. He looked at the sodden houses they passed and at the people rushing to get out of the rain. His companion, the Beadle, tried to keep in the shadows, avoiding the judge's evil gaze, but he understood that today the reason for his anger was not in him.

Judge Turpin could feel the irritation building inside him. His mind wandered between trying to understand this mysterious girl and relentless memories of his past. London, so dark and mysterious, with its streets full of secrets, seemed like the perfect place for a man with his ambitions.