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Copyright © 2011 by Maureen Johnson.

Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data
Johnson, Maureen, 1973–

The name of the star / Maureen Johnson. p. cm.—(Shades of London ; bk. 1)
Summary: Rory, of Bénouville, Louisiana, is spending a year at a London boarding school
when she witnesses a murder by a Jack the Ripper copycat and becomes involved with
the very unusual investigation. [1. Boarding schools—Fiction. 2. Schools—Fiction.
3. Murder—Fiction. 4. Witnesses—Fiction. 5. Ghosts—Fiction.
6. London (England)—Fiction. 7. England—Fiction.] I. Title.
PZ7.J634145Nam 2011 [Fic]—dc22 2011009003

ISBN : 978-1-101-53569-1

Dedication

For Amsler. Thanks for the milk.

DURWARD STREET, EAST LONDON AUGUST 31 4:17 A.M.

THE EYES OF LONDON WERE WATCHING CLAIRE JENKINS.

She didn’t notice them, of course. No one paid attention to the cameras. It was an accepted fact that London has one of the most extensive CCTV systems in the world. The conservative estimate was that there were a million cameras around the city, but the actual number was probably much higher and growing all the time. The feed went to the police, security firms, MI5, and thousands of private individuals—forming a loose and all-encompassing net. It was impossible to do anything in London without the CCTV catching you at some point.

The cameras silently recorded Claire’s progress and tracked her as she turned onto Durward Street. It was four seventeen A.M., and she was supposed to have been at work at four. She had forgotten to set her alarm, and now she was running, trying to get to the Royal London Hospital. Her shift usually got the fallout from last night’s drinking—the alcohol poisonings, the falls, the punch-ups, the car accidents, the occasional knife fight. All the night’s mistakes came to the early-shift nurse.