By Elizabeth Peters
Meet paintings historian Vicky Bliss, She is as attractive as she is brainy--with unassailable braveness, insatiable interest, and an services in misplaced museum treasures that regularly leads her into the main harmful of situations.A lacking masterwork in wooden, the final production of a grasp carver who died within the violent tumult of the 16th century, should be hidden in a medieval German fort within the city of Rothenburg. The prize has known as to Vicky Bliss, drawing her and an boastful male colleague into the forbidding fort and its darkish secrets and techniques. however the treasure hunt quickly turns lethal. the following, the place the blood of the lengthy forgotten damned stains old stones, Vicky needs to face both perilous probabilities. both a robust supernatural evil inhabits this position. . .or somebody frighteningly actual is prepared to kill for what Vicky is set to discover.
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Some of the houses have oriels with leaded windows and roofs like kobold’s caps. Against the sober antiquity of the houses, flowers blaze like rainbow-colored fires. Everybody in Rothenburg must have a green thumb. Red geraniums spill out of window boxes; white and purple-blue petunias cascade over ledges; emerald-green ivy and vines climb the crumbling walls. From over the shop doors wrought-iron signs, delicate as starched lace, indicate the wares to be found within. Most of the signs are gilded; in the sunlight they shine like webs spun by fabulous spiders.
No, the letter had been dictated to a secretary or public letter writer, and Burckhardt would naturally avoid names. But the given details fit the case. How many objects of value could there be, belonging to a Count of Drachenstein, that had been “commissioned” from an old man of Würzburg? The letter even mentioned a bond, or surety, given by the old man for jewels such as the legend described. I winced as Tony narrowly avoided a scuttling pedestrain, and went on thinking. The author of the book had not been concerned with art history or offbeat legends.
Honest to God, she was the image of my BORROWER OF THE NIGHT / 47 adolescent heroines. She had a heart-shaped face, ivory pale, and framed by clouds of dark hair so fine the ends floated out in the still air. Her eyes were big and wide-set, framed by long, curling lashes. Her mouth was a pink-coral masterpiece; her nose was narrow and aristocratic. She was sitting down, but I knew she wasn’t tall. She wouldn’t be tall. She probably had a figure as petite and fine-boned as her face. I thought things I prefer not to admit, much less write down.
Borrower of the Night: The First Vicky Bliss Mystery by Elizabeth Peters