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Three coffins. Four corpses. Buried secrets do not sleep forever... London, 1888. The city is choking on fog, fear, and whispers of murder. Inspector Morven Flint finds himself drawn into a series of killings as grim as they are grotesque. Each victim is connected by blood to a darker chapter of London's past: the Resurrection Men, the ghoulish body-snatchers who once fed the dissecting tables of the city's medical schools. Now, decades later, their descendants are being hunted down-buried alive, dissected, laid out like specimens-by a killer who believes vengeance has been too long delayed.…mehr

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Three coffins. Four corpses. Buried secrets do not sleep forever... London, 1888. The city is choking on fog, fear, and whispers of murder. Inspector Morven Flint finds himself drawn into a series of killings as grim as they are grotesque. Each victim is connected by blood to a darker chapter of London's past: the Resurrection Men, the ghoulish body-snatchers who once fed the dissecting tables of the city's medical schools. Now, decades later, their descendants are being hunted down-buried alive, dissected, laid out like specimens-by a killer who believes vengeance has been too long delayed. At the heart of the mystery lies the mystery of a woman who was buried alive, whose name echoes through the shadows like a curse. With his enigmatic companion Edwin Locke at his side, Flint must navigate smoke-choked Whitechapel, unravelling a web that binds anatomy theatres, forgotten graves, and the restless dead. But as the body count mounts, Flint begins to suspect that his associate is not merely mysterious-he may not even be entirely human. At first, the grisly murders are laid at the feet of Jack the Ripper. Yet Flint and Locke know the truth: the Ripper is already dead, slain by Flint himself at terrible cost. A chilling Victorian mystery steeped in Gothic atmosphere, The Case of the Resurrection Men is the opening volume in a new series that blends murder, the supernatural, and the lingering ghosts of London's underworld. The dead don't always rest. Some wait for justice.
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Ex-drummer, Ex-software author and Ex-flares wearer Michael White was born and lives in the northwest of England. In a previous life he was the author of many text adventure games that were popular in the early 1980's. Realising that the creation of these games was in itself a form of writing he has since made the move into self-publishing, resulting in many short stories and novellas. Covering an eclectic range of subjects, the stories fall increasingly into that "difficult to categorise" genre, causing on-going headaches for the marketing department of his one man publishing company, Eighth Day Publishing. Having accidentally sacked his marketing director (himself) three times in the last two years, he has now retired to a nice comfortable room where, if he behaves himself, they leave him to write in peace. In his spare time (!) Michael likes to listen to all kinds of music, and is a big fan of Steven Moffat, whether he likes it or not. Michael is currently working on several new projects and can be contacted on my own website at http://mikewhiteauthor.wordpress.com  or via twitter on @mikewhiteauthor