When fifty-year-old millionaire Henry Vandalay is found stabbed to death on the cement floor of his shop, and the Tarot Death card is found in the ancient Keltic layout spread neatly beside his cold body, Henry's beautiful young wife, Katherine, hires numerologist, Samantha Blackwell, to find her husband's killer. Katherine invites Sam to the Vandalay mansion for the weekend. During an elegant dinner at the mansion, Sam is visited by a vision of a floating dead man who supplicates her with decomposing arms. The tension mounts when she is awakened in the middle of the night by the sound of footsteps in the hallway. She peers out of her bedroom doorway to find an apparition moving down the grand staircase. The discovery of a hidden pagan altar lures Sam even deeper into the convoluted relationships in the drafty house, and into the business dealings of Henry Vandalay. The next day, as a small circle of people gather for the reading of the will, terrible secrets are revealed. Is Sam getting too close to the killer? Will she be next? Only her steely resolve propels her to unravel the mystery hidden in the Tarot layout, and reveal the identity of the true killer.

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When detectives come upon a murder victim, there's one thing they want to know above all else: When did the victim die? The answer can narrow a group of suspects, make or break an alibi, even assign a name to an unidentified body. But outside the fictional world of murder mysteries, time-of-death determinations have remained infamously elusive, bedeviling criminal investigators throughout history. Armed with an array of high-tech devices and tests, the world's best forensic pathologists are doing their best to shift the balance, but as Jessica Snyder Sachs demonstrates so eloquently in Corpse, this is a case in which nature might just trump technology: Plants, chemicals, and insects found near the body are turning out to be the fiercest weapons in our crime-fighting arsenal. In this highly original book, Sachs accompanies an eccentric group of entomologists, anthropologists, biochemists, and botanists -- a new kind of biological "Mod Squad" -- on some of their grisliest, most intractable cases. She also takes us into the courtroom, where "post-O.J." forensic science as a whole is coming under fire and the new multidisciplinary art of forensic ecology is struggling to establish its credibility. Corpse is the fascinating story of the 2000year search to pinpoint time of death. It is also the terrible and beautiful story of what happens to our bodies when we die.

An innocent zombie: "Why are you trying to kill me..."In the face of such brutal slaughter, would it be able to survive?

[Demonic Concealment Spell, Unlimited Way] Rising and declining in troubled times is the destiny of the line of the west of Hunan. In the corner of the west of Hunan, the clan of Yuehan wishes for generations to be able to chase the corpses for a career. The legend of zombies in the world of guardians lasts for thousands of years. Fang Wei, a descendant of the Fang family, followed his grandfather out to drive away the corpses and fell into a thick layer of fog. Xiang Xi, a thousand years old, had been known among the common folk to drive away corpses and corpses, a cruel and indescribable ground filled with corpses and corpses, an old man of a hundred years old, a ghost girl holding a lantern made from human skin, a man who endured death by altering a tombstone by herself, had pulled open a bizarre world of ghosts that could not be seen under the sunlight. The snow was falling heavily, and the only thing that could be seen was Chenzhou Sand. Without asking about the afterlife, the gods of the common people, The evil spirits, the evil spirits, the ten sins, respect my heart Liu-Li tower. With one slash, Phoenix's head was severed. One step further, Bodhisattva lowered his eyebrows. Listening to the wind, listening to the rain, listening to the afterlife, Listen to nursery rhymes. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = In the west wing, the sun shined brightly. There was a girl lover in the west wing, Mom and Dad do not care about the heart injury The child was hungry, not full, not warm ... Skin to make clothes, meat to make soup ...

The "masterfully chilling" novel that inspired the hit AMC series (Entertainment Weekly). The men on board the HMS Terror — part of the 1845 Franklin Expedition, the first steam-powered vessels ever to search for the legendary Northwest Passage — are entering a second summer in the Arctic Circle without a thaw, stranded in a nightmarish landscape of encroaching ice and darkness. Endlessly cold, they struggle to survive with poisonous rations, a dwindling coal supply, and ships buckling in the grip of crushing ice. But their real enemy is even more terrifying. There is something out there in the frigid darkness: an unseen predator stalking their ship, a monstrous terror clawing to get in. “The best and most unusual historical novel I have read in years.” —Katherine A. Powers, Boston Globe

P.I. Savannah Reid, accompanying her assistant's cousin Abigail to a glamorous new luxury spa called Emerge, investigates the mysterious disappearance of a renowned plastic surgeon, a strange case that reveals the dark side of beauty.

That day, I saw a woman in red waving at me from the boat. From then on, I became a walking corpse step by step.

An unconventional take on the corpse challenges traditional conceptions of who—and what—counts as human, while offering bold insights into the modernist project Too often regarded as the macabre endpoint of life, the corpse is rarely discussed and largely kept out of the public eye. In The Modernist Corpse, Erin E. Edwards unearths the critically important but previously buried life of the corpse, which occupies a unique place between biology and technology, the living and the dead. Exploring the posthumous as the posthuman, Edwards argues that the corpse is central to understanding relations between the human and its “others,” including the animal, the machine, and the thing. From photographs of lynchings to documentation of World War I casualties, the corpse is also central to the modernist project. Edwards turns critical attention to the corpse through innovative, posthumanist readings of canonical thinkers such as William Faulkner, Jean Toomer, W. E. B. Du Bois, Mina Loy, Djuna Barnes, and Gertrude Stein, offering new insights into the intersections among race, gender, technical media, and matter presumed to be dead. Edwards’s expansive approach to modernism includes diverse materials such as Hollywood film, experimental photography, autopsy discourses, and the comic strip Krazy Kat, producing a provocatively broad understanding of the modernist corpse and its various “lives.” The Modernist Corpse both establishes important new directions for modernist inquiry and overturns common thought about the relationship between living and dead matter.

Welcome to the world of Allie Nighthawk, corpse whisperer and bad ass zombie hunter. “If you raise deadheads, you’d better be able to put ‘em down. Nobody said it was pretty. But in this day, when vampires aren’t just for breakfast anymore, and the dead are disposable pawns for necromancers, someone has to ante up. Looks like I won the lotto. Imagine my delight. You should thank me, really, because the world is batshit crazy.” When the zombie population spikes and no one knows why, it’s up to Allie to solve the mystery. But there’s a hitch. She’s stuck babysitting Leo Abruzzi, a zombie-bitten gangster who’s turning state’s evidence. But the mob and a powerful necromancer will stop at nothing to take Leo and Allie down. Allie Nighthawk is Anita Blake on steroids, with a fondness for leather and Jack on the rocks. She has a healthy dose of Stephanie Plum and Rachel Morgan in her, too, though she’d never admit it. The battle between good and evil just got wicked fun.