With Newgate becoming a city instead of just a town, it attracted more people from other dimensions to come there.  Most were decent individuals that had no bad intentions.  But sometimes a criminal would shift to our dimension and prove to be a problem.  One such individuals was Mans Horvanell. 

Up until then, there were few background checks on people who shifted to this dimension and used the transporter facility below the streets of Newgate.   When Mans came to Newgate he had already killed 12 people in seven different dimensions.  But since he was a shape shifter, he could change his identity at will and get away with his crimes. 

Mans met Vellon Morehans who wasn’t exactly the most upstanding citizen of Newgate.   He use a double mind so he could lie to others and they didn’t know it.   He was mainly active on the outside in the cities like Boston, Portland, Hartford, and even New York City.  With the post-war boom helping to make people rich and the Transcontinental Railroad about to make people even richer, both Vellon and Mans took advantage of a lot of people. 

One big advantage Mans had was that he had just robbed his last victim of gold and gems worth in the outside over $1 million.  So he was able to spread the wealth around and set up a dummy company that allowed him to swindle investors of their life’s savings.  It was a company that made a bit of everything.  It was supposed to be a gun manufacturer, a carriage maker, a piano and musical instrument maker, a furniture maker, and a book publisher.  It was called Mansfield Manufacturing. 

Mans had changed into a man who was ten years older and twenty pounds heavier named Henry Mansfield.  He even had a Civil War battle history and the uniform and medals to “prove” it.  Most of the things he “manufactured” were from other dimensions that were going to be thrown away.  They were at times better than what was made in this dimension and some of the differences were called innovations he had come out with.  But only about 10% of the things he sold were made in the factory he leased in Brooklyn.  The rest of the things would have been destroyed if he had not bought them for pennies on the dollar or sometimes was paid to take away.            

He would shift and transport most of what he sold to the factory in Brooklyn to start with and later opened a factory in Boston where he did the same thing.  Only about 10% of his products were made there and 90% were shifted and transported in.  He was making a small fortune selling what other dimensions considered junk as quality products. 

But according to his books, the company was making barely enough to survive.  The workers were mainly synthetics he had purchased in the same dimension where the Newgate mayor, Donsten Kank, in 1761 had rented the famous phantom army which defended Newgate from the French and Indians during the French and Indian War.  That was the largest expense which was around $100 per unit since the synthetics were antiquated and hardly worth sending to a junk yard, let alone a museum.  Mans bought 1000 of them to work in the Brooklyn and Boston factories.  They were easy to program and reliable.   But every now and then one would break down and needed to be repaired or disposed of if it cost too much.  He would just speed up the remaining synthetics in the area where the unit was removed to pick up the slack.

Mans spent part of the time in Brooklyn, part in Boston, and the rest of the time in Newgate.  That was one of his big mistakes that cost him his life in the death chamber where he was executed later that year.   His partner, Vellon Morehans, may have been a bit of a criminal.  But he was no mastermind.  He was the person Mans had put in charge of the Boston factory.

For nearly a month, only a few deliveries of raw materials came into the factory from the outside while a lot of material was transported in.  Observers wondered how a factory that received so little from the outside was able to manufacture much more than could have possibly been built.  Since the synthetics were first of all incapable of lying, three of them were stopped by the police when they were walking home after work one evening. 

The police couldn’t believe what the synthetics said.  First off, they said most of the products sold by the factory had been transported into the building’s warehouse where products were stored for future delivery.  They even told the police where 90% of the products came from.  When the police asked them for proof that they weren’t human, they would remove part of their skin and show the authorities their components. 

At first, the police officers were frightened.  But the synthetics weren’t threatening.  They were like normal people only they were mechanical too.  The police let them go and told them not to tell anyone what had happened and what they had told the police. 

The warehouse was raided when products were being transported in.  The police officers couldn’t believe their eyes when items would appear out of nowhere in the transporter chamber and after they were removed, more items would appear. 

Three officers entered Vellon’s office and asked to see his books and to talk with him.  He told them he had to go into the other room to collect the books.  That was where his transporter was located.  He opened another door, programmed in the coordinates for Man’s house in Newgate, and transported there to talk with him.  When the police came into the room to remove him, they saw the open door which revealed a closet that was mainly empty except for a coat and umbrella hanging from a pole. 

Vellon stormed into Man’s study where he was in contact with the synthetic he had put in charge of the Brooklyn factory.  The synthetic was a projection sitting in a chair in front of Man’s desk.  It vanished seconds later. 

“Why are you here instead of Boston?” Mans asked him; a bit upset. 

“Somehow the police found out that most of what comes out of my factory–”

“It’s my factory.  You’re just in charge of it.”

“All right, your factory.  The police found out that most of the products that come out of your factory in Boston come from somewhere else.  They raided the warehouse when products were being transported in.”

“How could they have come in without warning?”

“I don’t know.  They just barged in and went to the transporter chamber room and saw what was happening.  What are you going to do about it?”

Mans opened a drawer and pulled out a power ray pistol and aimed it at his partner.  Before Vellon could react, Mans shot him in the head.  He was expecting the man to someday come into his office and be a threat since he too was a criminal.  So after the man’s body fell to the floor, he had his memory scanned and transferred to a synthetic that looked like his dead partner.  He was transported to Boston and came out of the room Vellon had entered with books the police wanted to examine.  When asked where he had been when the police were in the room that had no exit, he told them he had to transport to a place where the books were kept.  This type of synthetic had the ability to lie quite well. 

The synthetic was arrested and taken off to jail where he would wait to stand trial for fraud.  This wasn’t what Mans expected.  He thought the police in Boston might look the other way once they were bribed.  But since the synthetic hadn’t been programmed to offer law enforcement agents money to look the other way, not a dime exchanged hands. 

The investor Mans was defrauding in Newgate heard about the arrest and went to Mans’ home to find out what was happening.  He too was shot.  But there was no synthetic to replace the man.  So Mans scanned his memory and transferred the thoughts to his mind after he changed into the man.  Mans disposed of both bodies in another dimension where they were vaporized to leave no physical evidence of the murders.  This was his usual custom.  Get rid of the bodies in another dimension where they were disintegrated. 

For a couple weeks, Mans was able to fool nearly everyone that he was who they thought he was.  But when the man’s son came home to ask for a loan to pay for an investment in a company that was going to supply mateirals for the railroads, Mans loaned the young man the money he requested and threw in an extra $100,000.  This shocked the young man.  After thanking him for the money, he went to the Valtram Investigation Agency and met with Serdrum to discuss the matter. 

Over coffee and pecan pie, the young man discussed what he feared with the investigator. 

“I was expecting my father to turn me down.  In the past he told me to work for my money and not rely on others to make it for me.  But when he not only loaned me $50,000 to invest in Superior Railway Supplies, he kicked in an extra $100,000 for me to invest for him.  I know the railroads are going to become bigger than they are now.  But rarely does my father throw caution to the wind when it comes to investing in start-up companies.  I think he is an impostor. 

“Ever since he invested $40,000 in what Mans Horvanell was involved with, I have been suspicious of the newcomer.   He made my father excited that he had the chance to double or maybe triple his investment.   I know America is experiencing a post-war boom and that railroads are a good investment.  But too many people are trying to take advantage of too many people.”

“Who do you want me to investigate?”

“Both Mans and my father.  He seems almost like a synthetic.  There’s just something unreal about him.”

“You know my rates.”

“I’ll gladly pay them if you can find out what is going on.”

“Which one should my synthetic approach first?”

“Go for Mans Horvanell first.  If he doesn’t check out as genuine, then go to my father and confirm my suspicions.”

“The clock starts when Mans is investigated.”

“Thank-you.  Before I go, could I finish my pie and coffee?”

Mans had replaced himself in his house with a synthetic.  Since he didn’t have a physoelectrical field like a human, the synthetic knew that he was dealing with a non-human.  When the synthetic left the house to go to see the “father” the synthetic Mans called ahead to where Mans really was.  He was waiting for him with a power ray and a one-way shift to another dimension where he would be disintegrated. 

What Mans wasn’t counting on was that the synthetic would be reporting back to Serdrum visually and audibly.  The investigator witnessed the beheading of his synthetic and the vaporization of the body first and the disintegration of the head up until the eyes dissolved into billions of particles. 

The police seized Mans before he could shift away.  He still looked like the investor he had killed.  He was placed in the city jail to await trial which was swift and sure.  After being convicted of the two murders, the death chamber was activated the next day.  Mans Horvanell was vaporized just as he had vaporized his victims in the dimension he often used to get rid of the bodies of his victims. 

The death chamber was used a handful of times since so few murders occured in Newgate.   But all that were disintegrated deserved the punishment.  Mans Horvanell just happened to be an interdimensional that met his fate after justice was served in the Newgate Municipal Court.