The Chinese Letter — Claudette Nicole

Through jasmine-scented rooms crept the silent footsteps of evil. -- Was Laura losing her mind - mad with grief over her fiance's mysterious death - or was he really calling to her from beyond the living, beckoning her to the forbidding estate? -- There, ast the eerily sinster Institute for Asian Studies, where silent wraiths spun out of shadows and ancient legends came to hideous life, the enigma turned into the screaming certainity of terror - and her quest for sanity a shuddering descent into the heart of evil.