In the year 1888, London is horrified by a series of brutal killings. All the victims are discovered in the same district, Whitechapel, and all are prostitutes. But they aren’t the only murders to perplex the brains of Scotland Yard; in Brighton, psychical researcher Edmund Gurney is also found dead.
Foremost among the Yard’s top men is the young Inspector Sholto Lestrade and it is to his lot that the unsolved cases of a deceased colleague fall; cases that include the murder of Martha Tabram, formerly a prostitute from Whitechapel – and the death of Gurney.
Leaving no stone unturned, Lestrade investigates with his customary expertise and follows the trail to the minor public school of Rhadegund Hall. It is his intention to question the Reverend Algernon Spooner. What he finds is murder.
As the Whitechapel murders increase in number, so do those at the school. What is the connection between them all? To add to his troubles, Lestrade is hampered by the parallel investigations of that great detective Sherlock Holmes. Who is the murderer of Rhadegund, and is he also the man they call Jack?
‘Barrowloads of nineteenth century history… If you like your humour chirpy, you’ll find this sings.’