The Other Lady Vanishes
Berkley Publishing Corporation,U.S. (Verlag)
978-0-399-58534-0 (ISBN)
This excerpt is from an advance uncorrected copy proof Copyright © 2018 Amanda Quick Chapter One The screams of the patients on ward five told Adelaide Blake that time had run out. She stopped searching for the key to the file cabinet and went to stand at the door of the small office. She had not dared to turn on any lights in the laboratory. There was enough moonlight spilling through the high, arched windows to illuminate the long workbenches and create ominous silhouettes of the equipment and instruments. The wails and shrieks and howls from the floor below were escalating rapidly. Something or, more likely, someone was agitating the patients. The ward on the fifth floor was reserved for the most hopelessly mad and insane. The locked rooms housed those who were forever lost in their own private hells. Some of the patients were afflicted with violent, paranoid visions and hallucinations. Others battled fearsome monsters that only they could see. Soon after she had been locked in one of the cell-like rooms on ward five she had learned that the patients provided an excellent alarm system, especially at night. Nights were always the worst. The nerve-shattering chorus of the damned echoed up the stone staircase. There was no one around to calm the inmates. The orderlies on the locked ward had been given the night off. She could not delay any longer. If she did not escape now she might not make it at all. She would have to leave the file behind. She left the doorway of the office and started to make her way cautiously through the maze of workbenches. She had plotted her exit strategy down to the smallest detail but the last minute decision to look for the file had put the plan in jeopardy. She had to get out of the laboratory immediately or she might not escape. Originally, the Rushbrook Sanitarium had been the private mansion of a wealthy, eccentric industrialist who had intended to entertain on a grand scale. The result was a gothic nightmare of a house with five floors, endless hallways and the tower room that now served as a laboratory. The single redeeming architectural virtue as far as Adelaide was concerned was that there were a number of discreetly concealed staircases intended for the use of a large staff. Most of the servants' stairs had been permanently closed and sealed long ago. Others had disappeared under various waves of renovations and remodeling projects. But a few were still accessible. She had the key to one of the little-used staircases. She was halfway across the lab when she heard the panicky footsteps on the tower stairs. Someone was coming up to the laboratory. Whoever it was would see her as soon as he turned on the lights. There was nowhere to hide except behind Ormsby's desk. Discovery spelled doom. Dr. Gill would order increased security for her. She might never have another chance to escape. A cold sense of certainty sliced through the fear. If necessary, she would try to fight her way out of the sanitarium. She could not-would not-go back to the cell on the fifth floor. She would rather die. She turned quickly, searching the shadows for something that could function as a weapon. She knew the lab all too well because it was where they brought her when Gill and Ormsby decided to give her another dose of the drug. In her desperate attempt to hold onto her sanity by focusing on an escape plan she had memorized every inch of the tower room. She went to the nearest cabinet, yanked open the door and pulled a couple of glass jars off the shelf. She had no idea what she grabbed -it was too dark to read the labels-but she had seen Ormsby take a variety of chemicals out of the cabinet. Many were flammable. Some were highly acidic. With the two jars in hand she hurried back into the office. Dr. Ormsby's desk was neat and tidy. He was a fussy little man who was obsessed with his research, but orderliness was high on his list of priorities. Aside from the usu
| Erscheinungsdatum | 28.03.2019 |
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| Sprache | englisch |
| Maße | 107 x 170 mm |
| Gewicht | 241 g |
| Themenwelt | Literatur ► Historische Romane |
| Literatur ► Krimi / Thriller / Horror ► Historische Kriminalromane | |
| Literatur ► Krimi / Thriller / Horror ► Krimi / Thriller | |
| Literatur ► Romane / Erzählungen | |
| ISBN-10 | 0-399-58534-6 / 0399585346 |
| ISBN-13 | 978-0-399-58534-0 / 9780399585340 |
| Zustand | Neuware |
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