Barbara L. reviewed on 5/9/2009 + 988 more book reviews

The pyramids of Mexico City's Walk of the Dead towered above and around Carol Farley, their beauty shrouded in the terror they suddenly held for the young American. It began as Carol's Christmas vacation ended; an envelope waiting for her in her room, an an anonymously sent piece of mail with a newspaper clipping in it it. Blurred, but still recognizable, it was a picture of her father. It was the first time in years that Carol could be certain he was alive. Because he was Carol went to Mexico, and because she went to Mexico ...

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