Maureen Johnson - The Madness Underneath
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THE
MADNESS
UNDERNEATH
DONT MISS THE FIRST BOOK IN THE
SHADES OF LONDON SERIES:
The Name of the Star
THE
MADNESS
UNDERNEATH
THE SHADES OF LONDON,
BOOK TWO
maureen johnson
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Copyright 2013 by Maureen Johnson.
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Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data
Johnson, Maureen, 1973
The madness underneath / Maureen Johnson.
p. cm.(Shades of London ; bk. 2)
Summary: After her near-fatal run-in with the Jack the Ripper copycat, Rory Deveaux is back in London to help solve a new string of inexplicable deaths plaguing the cityProvided by publisher. [1. Boarding schoolsFiction. 2. SchoolsFiction. 3. MurderFiction. 4. GhostsFiction. 5. London (England)Fiction. 6. EnglandFiction.] I. Title.
PZ7.J634145Mad 2013 [Fic]dc23 2012026755
ISBN: 978-1-101-60783-1
ALWAYS LEARNING
PEARSON
For my friend, the real Alexander Newman,
who would never let a tiny thing like having twelve strokes
get the better of him. When I grow up, I want to be you.
(Maybe without the twelve strokes? You know what I mean.)
Table of Contents
The Royal Gunpowder Pub
The Crack in the Floor
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New Dawn Psychic Parlor
The Falling Woman
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THE ROYAL GUNPOWDER PUB,
ARTILLERY LANE, EAST LONDON
NOVEMBER 11
10:15 A.M.
CHARLIE STRONG LIKED HIS CUSTOMERSYOU DONT RUN a pub for twenty-one years if you dont like your customersbut there was something about the quiet in the morning that pleased him to no end. In the morning, Charlie had the one cigarette he allowed himself daily. He drew on the Silk Cut slowly, listening to the satisfying sizzle of burning paper and tobacco. He could smoke inside when no one else was here. Good mug of tea. Good smoke. Good bacon on his sandwich.
Charlie switched on the television. The television in the Royal Gunpowder went on for only two things: when Liverpool played and Morning with Michael and Alice, the relentlessly cheerful talk show. Charlie liked to watch this as he prepared for the day, particularly the cooking part. They always made something good, and for some reason, this made him enjoy his bacon sandwich even more. Today, they were making a roast chicken. His barman, Sam, came up from the basement with a box of tonic water. He set it on the bar and quietly got on with his work, taking the chairs from their upside-down positions on the tables and setting them upright on the floor. Sam was good to have around in the mornings. He didnt say much, but he was still good company. He was happy to be employed, and it always showed.
Good-looking chicken, that, he said to Sam, pointing to the television.
Sam paused his work to look.
I like mine fried, Sam said.
Itll kill you, all that fried food.
Says the man eating the bacon sarnie.
Nothing wrong with bacon, Charlie said, smiling.
Sam shook his head good-naturedly and continued moving chairs. Think well get more of them Ripper freaks today? he asked.
Lets hope so. God bless the Ripper. We did almost three thousand pounds last night. Speaking of, they do eat a lot of crisps. Get us another box of the plain andhe sorted through the selection under the barcheese and onion. And some more nuts while youre there. They like nuts as well. Nuts for the nutters, eh?
Without a word, Sam stopped what he was doing and returned to the basement. Charlies gaze was fixed on the television and the final, critical stages of the cooking segment. The cooked chicken was produced from the oven, golden brown and lovely. The show moved on to the next segment, talking about some music festival that was going on in London over the weekend. This interested Charlie less than the chicken, but he watched it anyway since he had a cigarette to finish. When he was down to the filter, he stubbed it out and got to work.
He had just started wiping down the blackboard to write the days specials when he heard the sound of breaking glass from below. He opened the basement door.
Sam! What in Gods name
Charlie! Get down here!
Whats the matter? Charlie yelled back.
Sam did not reply.
Charlie swore under his breath, allowed himself one heavy post-smoke cough, and headed down the stairs. The basement stairs were narrow and steep, and the basement itself was full of things Charlie largely didnt want to deal withbroken chairs and tables, heavy crates of supplies, racks of glasses ready to replace the ones that were chipped, cracked, or stolen every day.
Sam? he called.
In here!
Sams voice was coming from a small room off the main one. Charlie ducked down. The ceiling was lower in this room; it just skimmed his head. Many times he had almost knocked himself senseless on it.
Sam was near the wall, cowering between two shelving units. There were two shattered pint glasses, as well as a roughly drawn X in chalk on the stone floor.
What are you playing at, Sam?
I didnt do that, Sam replied. Those werent there a few minutes ago.
Are you feeling all right?
Im telling you, those werent there.
This was not good, not good at all. The glasses clearly hadnt fallen off a shelfthey were in the middle of the room. The
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