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Number Twelve, an old, abandoned nightclub, is reputed to be haunted. Then the owner, a descendant of the original one, the one who supposedly killed his young girlfriend, is found dead in the club, his body full of bullet holes...And on the upper floor, there's a hole in the wall and inside skeletal remains; remains of the first victim, shot dead over a century before.
I simply couldn't get into this one. It was slow, rather dull, and pretty incongruous with the rest of the series. It felt written like an afterthought than an actual short story, with characters I usually love reading about merely going through the motions.