Pawn of Evil

Paul had left me a young and heartbroken widow. The strange disease that had claimed his mind—and then his life—was hard to forget. But I had to try. I was ready to begin again. Paul’s brother, Richard, steady and kind, was there to help me. Then Paul, Jr. appeared. I had never met this son of my husband’s first marriage, and now he was here, needing my help. Richard warned me not to see the boy, but I didn't listen. Then unnatural and terrifying things began to happen, and soon I was running from a macabre nightmare, from a sinister force that threatened to claim me. I was running from what I had hoped to love, a pawn of evil!