'You frighten me,' the Gypsy said. 'Never have I seen my crystal ball so filled with darkness.' For Flavia de Luce, the old gypsy's words open up old wounds and new possibilities. Is she a faker, or is there some truth to her powers? And when the village is rocked by another ghastly murder, how will a growing fascination with gypsy lore help Flavia to solve it?
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Betty Church and the Suffolk Vampire : A Betty Church Mystery Book 1
Dead Wrong : Crime Does Pay... Even When You're Dead
A Dead Husband
The Bishop's Tale
The Eli Marks Box Set: Vol. One
Grave Expectations
Death of a Sales Rep
Fellowship of Fear
Final Cut
Double Exposure
Stealing with Style
Dark Fortune : A Cozy Mystery of Murder, Secrets, and Second Chances
Unmasking Samantha Cookes
What Time The Sexton's Spade Doth Rust
The Golden Tresses of the Dead
I Am Half-Sick of Shadows
The Weed That Strings the Hangman's Bag
Numb Were The Beadsman's Fingers
Hiljaa keinuu hirttoköysi
Flavia de Luce og hævneren fra Ulster
Kolmasti naukui kirjava kissa
Nokisen tomumajan arvoitus
Kuolon kultaiset kiehkurat
On hieno paikka haudan povi
The Weed That Strings the Hangman's Bag
I Am Half-Sick of Shadows
Speaking From Among the Bones
The Dead in their Vaulted Arches
As Chimney Sweepers Come To Dust : Flavia de Luce, Book 7
Thrice the Brinded Cat Hath Mew'd : Flavia de Luce, Book 8
The Grave's a Fine and Private Place : Flavia de Luce, Book 9
The Golden Tresses of the Dead
What Time The Sexton's Spade Doth Rust
Numb Were The Beadsman's Fingers
