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Автор: Heather Graham
Издательство: HarperCollins
Серия: MIRA
Жанр произведения: Ужасы и Мистика
Год издания: 0
isbn: 9781472094421
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      They say a painting can have a life of its own…

      In the case of Ghosts in the Mind by Henry Sebastian Hubert, that’s more than just an expression. This painting is reputed to come to life—and to bring death. The artist was a friend of Lord Byron and Mary Shelley, joining them in Switzerland during 1816, “the year without a summer.” That was when they all explored themes of horror and depravity in their art.…

      Now, almost two hundred years later, the painting appears in New Orleans. Wherever it goes, death seems to follow.

      Danielle Cafferty and Michael Quinn, occasional partners in solving crime, are quickly drawn into the case. They begin to make connections between that summer in Switzerland and this spring in Louisiana. Danni, the owner of an eccentric antiques shop, and Quinn, a private detective, have discovered that they have separate but complementary talents when it comes to investigating unusual situations.

      Trying to blend their personal relationship with the professional lives they’ve stumbled into, they learn how much they need each other. Especially as they confront this work of art—and evil. The people in the portrait might be dead, but something seems to wake them and free them to commit bloody crimes. Cafferty and Quinn must discover what that is. And they have to destroy it—before it destroys them.

      Also by HEATHER GRAHAM

      THE NIGHT IS FOREVER

      THE NIGHT IS ALIVE

      THE NIGHT IS WATCHING

      LET THE DEAD SLEEP

      THE UNSEEN

      THE UNHOLY

      THE UNSPOKEN

      THE UNINVITED

      AN ANGEL FOR CHRISTMAS

      THE EVIL INSIDE

      SACRED EVIL

      HEART OF EVIL

      PHANTOM EVIL

      NIGHT OF THE VAMPIRES

      THE KEEPERS

      GHOST MOON

      GHOST NIGHT

      GHOST SHADOW

      THE KILLING EDGE

      NIGHT OF THE WOLVES

      HOME IN TIME FOR CHRISTMAS

      UNHALLOWED GROUND

      DUST TO DUST

      NIGHTWALKER

      DEADLY GIFT

      DEADLY HARVEST

      DEADLY NIGHT

      THE DEATH DEALER

      THE LAST NOEL

      THE SÉANCE

      BLOOD RED

      THE DEAD ROOM

      KISS OF DARKNESS

      THE VISION

      THE ISLAND

      GHOST WALK

      KILLING KELLY

      THE PRESENCE

      DEAD ON THE DANCE FLOOR

      PICTURE ME DEAD

      HAUNTED

      HURRICANE BAY

      A SEASON OF MIRACLES

      NIGHT OF THE BLACKBIRD

      NEVER SLEEP WITH STRANGERS

      EYES OF FIRE

      SLOW BURN

      NIGHT HEAT

      * * * * *

      Look for Heather Graham’s next novel

      THE CURSED

      available soon from Harlequin MIRA

      Waking the Dead

      Heather Graham

       www.mirabooks.co.uk

      In memory of my in-laws, Angelina Mero Pozzessere and

      Alphonse Pozzessere, who first introduced me to

      Massachusetts, wonderful Italian food—and the historic

      and incredible city of Salem.

      And to Dee Mero Law, George Law, Doreen Law Westermark,

      John Westermark, Kenneth Law, Bill, Eileen and Eddie Staples,

      and “Auntie Tomato,” Gail Astrella.

      Thanks for the very strange, fun and quite incredible road trips to Salem!

      Contents

       Prologue

       Chapter One

       Chapter Two

       Chapter Three

       Chapter Four

       Chapter Five

       Chapter Six

       Chapter Seven

       Chapter Eight

       Chapter Nine

       Chapter Ten

       Chapter Eleven

       Chapter Twelve

       Chapter Thirteen

       Chapter Fourteen

       Chapter Fifteen

       Chapter Sixteen

       Chapter Seventeen

       Chapter Eighteen

       Chapter Nineteen

       Extract

      Prologue

      June 1816

      The Shores of Lake Geneva, Switzerland

      LIGHTNING FLASHED, CREATING a jagged streak in the angry purple darkness that had become the sky—day and night at once, or so it seemed.

      Henry Sebastian Hubert hunched his shoulders against the strange chill that permeated the evening. The sky’s darkness was never-ending; the rain and the cold were foreboding. He’d heard that in America, there had been June