Bloody Bones

WHEN THE MONSTERS ARE INVOLVED, IT'S NEVER JUST ONE DEAD BODY. ONE WAY OR ANOTHER THE DEAD MULTIPLY.

First, there were the dead in the graveyard, two-hundred years dead. I'd been hired to raise them to settle a dispute over who owned the land they were buried in. Then there were the three dead teenagers in the woods, slaughtered in a way I had never seen before. And then they found the dead girl, drained of blood and left in her bed. I knew what that meant, all right. It didn't take a degree in preternatural studies to figure out that something was very wrong in and around Branson, Missouri. And I was right in the middle of it. My name is Anita Blake. Welcome to my life...