It is February, 1811, in the countryside outside Brighton, England. In every house are people who have been terrified by the most brutal murder ever to occur in the area. Not only has this murder of well-known young woman shocked and repulsed them; it has also raised their deepest suspicions and fears for the safety of their own lives. For the murder had been the handiwork of more than one person, in fact of a group. A group of witches.
Tansy Tremayne, coming to live with her aunt's family on their estate, arrived at the dreadful moment of the murder itself--indeed, witnessed a part of the ritual. Witnessed and was witnessed--by one of the participants.
He was wrapped in witch's robe, the thin, diabolical music of the flute playing around him.
He was someone Tansy would recognize...