{"product_id":"thedollmakerscurse3","title":"Shadows in the Dark: The Dollmaker's Curse Series Book 3","description":"\u003ch2\u003e\u003cspan class=\"a-text-bold a-text-italic\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eLayer upon layer of terror is released into the world…\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/h2\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eFiona Garris used to have a normal life. But that was before she discovered the secret lurking in the depths of her late uncle’s estate: a hidden vault, filled with sinister supernatural dolls, each one bearing a dark curse. Now, they have been set free. And it is up to Fiona to stop them from unleashing unthinkable evil upon the world…\u003cbr data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003cbr data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003eFiona soon finds herself on the trail of a diabolical Russian nesting doll known as Mnogiye. Seven menacing spirits are bound to this tiny wooden toy. 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Their eyes were sunken, their faces drawn. They looked as if they hadn’t slept well in days and Clair didn’t care.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style='margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent:21.6pt;font-size:16px;font-family:\"Georgia\",serif;color:black;'\u003eClair took pills each night to sleep. And it had gotten bad enough that she washed them down with a glass of wine. Only she and the twins knew what was going on, what it was that Shane and Frank were doing to the organization.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style='margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent:21.6pt;font-size:16px;font-family:\"Georgia\",serif;color:black;'\u003e\u003cem\u003eIt has to be them\u003c\/em\u003e, she thought, stifling a curse.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style='margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent:21.6pt;font-size:16px;font-family:\"Georgia\",serif;color:black;'\u003e“How many?” Clair asked, hating the stiffness in her voice.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style='margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent:21.6pt;font-size:16px;font-family:\"Georgia\",serif;color:black;'\u003e“Three on Monday night. Two more on Tuesday,” Jenna answered.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style='margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent:21.6pt;font-size:16px;font-family:\"Georgia\",serif;color:black;'\u003e“They took a breather on Wednesday and Thursday,” Gabby continued, “and then hit us again yesterday.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style='margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent:21.6pt;font-size:16px;font-family:\"Georgia\",serif;color:black;'\u003eClair glared at Gabby until the woman added, “Another three.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style='margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent:21.6pt;font-size:16px;font-family:\"Georgia\",serif;color:black;'\u003e“Damn it!” Clair snarled, slapping the top of her desk.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style='margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent:21.6pt;font-size:16px;font-family:\"Georgia\",serif;color:black;'\u003e“At least they’re small,” Jenna said.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style='margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent:21.6pt;font-size:16px;font-family:\"Georgia\",serif;color:black;'\u003e“The size doesn’t matter here,” Clair spat. “Every single one of them is necessary now. Rousseau didn’t return. We have the One. We’re not losing one ghost in each house. Oh no, we’re losing all of the dead it siphons energy from. It is a horrific ripple in our little pond.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style='margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent:21.6pt;font-size:16px;font-family:\"Georgia\",serif;color:black;'\u003e“Do you want us to go to Shane’s house?” Jenna asked.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style='margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent:21.6pt;font-size:16px;font-family:\"Georgia\",serif;color:black;'\u003e“Are you serious?” Clair asked after a stunned moment of silence.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style='margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent:21.6pt;font-size:16px;font-family:\"Georgia\",serif;color:black;'\u003e“Sure,” Gabby said, nodding and glancing at her twin. “It’s just him and his buddy, right?”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style='margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent:21.6pt;font-size:16px;font-family:\"Georgia\",serif;color:black;'\u003eClair took a deep breath, let it out slowly, and said, “Were either of you ever informed as to why these two gentlemen are an issue for us?”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style='margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent:21.6pt;font-size:16px;font-family:\"Georgia\",serif;color:black;'\u003e“No,” Jenna said. “We only know that they were causing some trouble.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style='margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent:21.6pt;font-size:16px;font-family:\"Georgia\",serif;color:black;'\u003eThe phone on the desk rang before Clair could enlighten the sisters. A look at the base showed a button labeled “Emilio and Sadie” flashed. Something about the pair tugged at her memory but it wouldn’t reveal itself. Frowning, Clair reached out and answered the call.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style='margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent:21.6pt;font-size:16px;font-family:\"Georgia\",serif;color:black;'\u003e“Hello?” she asked, her voice sharp.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style='margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent:21.6pt;font-size:16px;font-family:\"Georgia\",serif;color:black;'\u003e“Why hello,” a man said. His tone was harsh and unforgiving. “Who’s this?”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style='margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent:21.6pt;font-size:16px;font-family:\"Georgia\",serif;color:black;'\u003e“Evidently the wrong number,” Clair retorted and slammed the phone back into its cradle.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style='margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent:21.6pt;font-size:16px;font-family:\"Georgia\",serif;color:black;'\u003eBefore her hand had left the receiver, the phone rang again.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style='margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent:21.6pt;font-size:16px;font-family:\"Georgia\",serif;color:black;'\u003eThe same line flashed.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style='margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent:21.6pt;font-size:16px;font-family:\"Georgia\",serif;color:black;'\u003eFeeling anger flare within her, Clair snatched up the phone.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style='margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent:21.6pt;font-size:16px;font-family:\"Georgia\",serif;color:black;'\u003e“You have the wrong number,” she began, but the man on the other end cut her off before she could finish.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style='margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent:21.6pt;font-size:16px;font-family:\"Georgia\",serif;color:black;'\u003e“Where’s Harlan?”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style='margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent:21.6pt;font-size:16px;font-family:\"Georgia\",serif;color:black;'\u003e“He’s not here,” she replied, warily. “Who’s this?”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style='margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent:21.6pt;font-size:16px;font-family:\"Georgia\",serif;color:black;'\u003e“This is Shane Ryan.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style='margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent:21.6pt;font-size:16px;font-family:\"Georgia\",serif;color:black;'\u003eClair straightened up. “Shane.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style='margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent:21.6pt;font-size:16px;font-family:\"Georgia\",serif;color:black;'\u003e“Yes,” he said. “Who are you?”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style='margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent:21.6pt;font-size:16px;font-family:\"Georgia\",serif;color:black;'\u003e“I’m Clair.” The twins leaned in, all hints of exhaustion gone as they listened intently to the part of the conversation they could hear.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style='margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent:21.6pt;font-size:16px;font-family:\"Georgia\",serif;color:black;'\u003e“You’re in charge now,” Shane said. It was a statement, not a question.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style='margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent:21.6pt;font-size:16px;font-family:\"Georgia\",serif;color:black;'\u003e“I am,” Clair replied.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style='margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent:21.6pt;font-size:16px;font-family:\"Georgia\",serif;color:black;'\u003e“What happened to Harlan?” Shane asked.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style='margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent:21.6pt;font-size:16px;font-family:\"Georgia\",serif;color:black;'\u003e“I had him strangled,” she responded.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style='margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent:21.6pt;font-size:16px;font-family:\"Georgia\",serif;color:black;'\u003eA snort of laughter came through the line. “Good. Well, I have to ask, how do you like my work so far?”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style='margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent:21.6pt;font-size:16px;font-family:\"Georgia\",serif;color:black;'\u003eHatred boiled within her. Gritting her teeth together, she replied, “I’m not. When are you going to stop?”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style='margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent:21.6pt;font-size:16px;font-family:\"Georgia\",serif;color:black;'\u003e“Just as soon as I’ve crushed your organization,” Shane replied in a voice so low as to be almost inaudible.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style='margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent:21.6pt;font-size:16px;font-family:\"Georgia\",serif;color:black;'\u003e“You can’t,” Clair stated.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style='margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent:21.6pt;font-size:16px;font-family:\"Georgia\",serif;color:black;'\u003e“Maybe not,” Shane conceded. “But I’m going to try. 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