Mundy's Landing

The razor's gleaming blade slices effortlessly through skin and tendon, and he relishes the final anguished moments of his prey. There's only one thing he prizes more: their long, silken strands of red hair. But these women are merely stand-ins...a prelude to his ultimate victim.

Hair neatly braided, hands serenely clasped, eyes closed, the young woman appeared to be sound asleep. But the peaceful tableau was a madman's handiwork. Beneath the covers her white nightgown was spattered with blood. At daybreak a horrified family would discover her corpse tucked in to their guest room. The cunning killer would strike again...and again...before vanishing into the mists of time.

"We shall never tell." Spurred by the cryptic phrase in a centuries-old letter, Emerson Mundy travels to her ancestral hometown to trace her past. In Mundy's Landing, she connects with long lost relatives - and a closet full of skeletons going back centuries. In the year since former NYPD Detective Sullivan Leary solved the historic Sleeping Beauty Murders, she - like the village itself - has made a fresh start.