The first two pictures that stood out seemed to belong to two sides of one person. I have named this person Mr Steele and he is the main antagonist of the piece.
Rather like Jonathan Wilde, and the fictional Mr Peachum, Steele works for and against thieves. He has an official position as a thief-taker, where he stands up for the rather shaky law and order by recovering stolen items for a price and giving hangable information to the magistrates for a bigger price. However, he is also the leader of London’s largest gang of thieves and anyone who doesn’t steal enough is sold to the magistrate for hanging. Mr Steele also has his fingers in other pies, racketeering, conning and any profitable bit of mischief usually has Mr Steele somewhere in the background, an untouchable spider in his web.
He seems impenetrable, with the semblance of law in the palm of his hand, all powerful. This is made grotesque by his physical weakness and decay.He looks mummified. A dry, desiccated, withered old man with sunken eyes lined with grey skin, his forehead has the same colour and texture of uncooked mince that has been left on the side for too long. In public he puts on his armour, a large, thick wig and faded red silks but in his lonelier moments it is clear he is sick and infected, an infection he seems to spread to everything he touches, making it sick itself.
Unfortunately, Sidney, our hero naively stumbles on Steele, becoming a huge thorn in his side and dent to his pride until a series of accidents cause Steele to become obsessed with him. Steele plays his best hand, sending Sidney to the gallows, will Sidney escape?
...you shall see by the end of the year.