"Charles L. Grant - Black Oak 04 - Hunting Ground" - читать интересную книгу автора (Grant Charles L)

"You ever seen a dead body?"
"Yes."

"Not like this you haven't."

Proctor saw the sheet-covered body, smelled the blood. "Gladman?"

She nodded.

"The Ripper?"

She nodded again.

"So what's so different about this that 1 have to see it?"

She nodded, and the sergeant yanked off the sheet.

Proctor swallowed hard.

"That's not all," she said quietly. She touched her forehead, and Proctor squinted through the dim light. The blood
was smeared across Gladman's face, soaked into his shirt and the top of his trousers. "Closer," she said.

"I don't think so."

She touched her forehead again. "Above his eyes."

He looked again, and shrugged. "I don't get it."

"Neither do I. He carved a P in there, Proctor. Right into the bone."

Praise for the Black Oak series: Black Oak: Genesis
"A truly great gothic tale... Charles Grant is a grand
storyteller." тАФHarriet Klausner, paintedrock.com

Black Oak: The Hush of Dark Wings

"Relies more on atmosphere and suggestion .. . [Grant's] quiet approach is highly effective." тАФScience Fiction
Chronicle

"Attractive entertainment... moves crisply along." тАФLocus

Other praise for Charles Grant:
"The leading exponent of subtle dark fantasy."

тАФPublishers Weekly

"As usual, Grant eschews gore for more subtle chills."

тАФKirkus Reviews
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