The Family Vault Author:Charlotte Macleod She'd been braced for something nasty, but not for what she saw. On the stone floor of the vault, sprawled as if it had been thrust with no regard for funerary decorum, lay a body. It must have been a woman's. The flesh was rotted away, bu thte skeleton was still encased int he moldered remains of an hourglass corset and a crimson skirt. Hig... more »h black boots with frisky red heels held the legs and foot bones together.
But what had turned Mr. Ritlings's stomach and would haunt all their nightmares forever after were the tiny chips of blood-colored rubies that winked flashes of burning scarlet from between the grinning teeth.« less