The Salt Mine 07 Rest Assured
Agent David Wilson awakens from his encounter with Baba Yaga to find she's shunted him to Avalon, a realm fit only for the honorable dead – except he is very much alive. In a desperate bid to escape, Wilson calls on Hor-Nebwy, the eternal mummy and creator of the Valley of the Magi. A deal is struck, but to the mummy's chagrin, he finds he's been burgled! Unable to keep his side of the bargain without his mummified cat servant Mau, Hor-Nebwy reluctantly calls on Salt Mine agent Nalin "Hobgoblin" Buchholz to retrieve his missing cat. Will Hobgoblin get the elusive cat of legend before the sepulchral nature of Avalon snuffs out Fulcrum's soul?
08 Hen Pecked
The discovery of two mutilated deer hunters in Michigan's Upper Peninsula pings on the Salt Mine's radar. What animal can gut armed men and rip out their eyes before they can fire a single shot? Agent Teresa Martinez suspects Native American supernatural creatures, but the reappearance of a retired Korean shaman reveals this is far from a local problem. Following the trail to Malaysia, home of the newly established Iron Mine, Kanali "Prism: Patel gains insight into the nature of their prey. Can they thwart those who hunts the hunters before the threat becomes unstoppable?
09 Brain Drain
During a televised British quiz show, Asher Leek dies of a brain aneurysm – but not before reciting esoteric Sanskrit verse. How the 21-year-old had the atrophied brain of a 90-year-old is beyond the medical examiner, but Asher's grandmother has her own ideas .The matriarch of the Yorkshire Leeks reaches across the pond to the Salt Mine for arcane answers, and one doesn't ignore a summons from one of the oldest and wealthiest magical families in England. When another young student is found dead with similar advanced brain atrophy, agent David Wilson suspects someone, or something, is targeting magical practitioners. Wilson discovers history is never far away, the price of greatness is sometimes paid by the innocent, and on the moors of Yorkshire there's nowhere to hide when death comes for you.
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