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The girl was young, her auburn hair arranged on the pillow. Wycliffe could almost believe she was asleep-that is, until he saw her face. She had been strangled, her face brutally smashed-but after death, not before. She lay in a seedy hotel room down by the docks, but her luggage...

"Every year, at Halloween, high on the Cornish cliffs, a life-sized effigy of a man is strapped to a blazing wheel and run into the sea - a re-enactment of a hideous old legend where the figure had been a living sacrifice. And now Jonathan Riddle, well-known and respected local b...