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Mystic and historian, Sir Adam Sinclair is Master of the Hunt, leader of a secret brotherhood at war with the
dark and unholy Powers that menace our world. In his time, he has challenged the forces of evil and been
victorious. Now evil is rising once again - an extraordinary evil born of ancient elemental magic and
twentieth-century ambition.
And Adam Sinclair will face the most unthinkable crime against his kind: murder.

DEATH OF AN ADEPT
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To David and Ursala Winder, Just becauseтАж

ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

Once again, we are indebted to a number of people for their valuable technical advice and assistance, among
them:
Dr. David P. Winder, MD, ChB, FRCA, Consultant Anaesthetist, Hull Royal Infirmary, who graciously allowed
himself to be drafted as consultant anaesthetist for this project, and who was not the model for the slimy Dr.
Mallory;
Inspector Ian MacPherson, Highlands and Islands Police, Stornoway, for guidance on policing procedures on
the Isle of Lewis, Outer Hebrides, who hardly batted an eye when informed that we were bringing crime to his
island;
First Officer Bob McLellan, Loganair, for allowing us to pick his brain about island-hopping and civil aviation
procedures at Stornoway Aerodrome;
Sgt. Frank Urban, Strathclyde Police, Motherwell, for telling us where the bodies go;
Margaret Carter, for sleuthing out the corridors of UCSF-Mount Zion Medical Center in San Francisco;
Peter Morwood, for again providing technical background on helicopters and the SAS.
To these and all the others who assisted our development of the background for this story, our most sincere
thanks.

prologue

SOMEWHAT unusually for mid-December, Paisley-town lay under a dusting of winter-white. The citified blend
of building heat and traffic fumes that kept the snow from lying in the streets of Glasgow, ten miles away, did
not prevent a thin layer of powder from settling on the crow-stepped gables of a tall Victorian house that stood
in stately seclusion behind a high stone wall at the southern edge of the town. The bells of a nearby church
were striking eleven o'clock when a steel-grey Lancia sporting the logo of one of Scotland's leading press
agencies nosed into the upper end of the street, creeping along to halt outside the front gate of the house.