Der Mord an ihrem Zwilling löst ein schweres Trauma aus. Ihre Erinnerung ist blockiert, ihre Identität in Frage gestellt. Die Persönlichkeitskrise ist so tief greifend, dass ihr jetzt nur ein alter Vertrauter helfen kann.

Zusatztext The much-loved Eddings writing team! coauthors of the bestselling Belgariadand Malloreon fantasy series! now turn their creative storytelling skillsto one of real life's most mysterious occurrences: the shared biology oftwins and the uncanny bonds that arise from it. Part murder mystery! ghoststory! and psychological thriller! REGINA'S SONG masterfully fuses togetherelements that elicit our deepest! darkest fears Informationen zum Autor David Eddings published his first novel, High Hunt , in 1973, before turning to the field of fantasy and The Belgariad, soon followed by The Malloreon. Born in Spokane, Washington, in 1931, and raised in the Puget Sound area north of Seattle, he received his bachelor of arts degree from Reed College in Portland, Oregon, in 1954, and a master of arts degree from the University of Washington in 1961. He has served in the United States Army, has worked as a buyer for the Boeing Company, and has also been a grocery clerk and a college English teacher. Leigh Eddings has collaborated with her husband for more than a dozen years. David and Leigh Eddings live in the Southwest. Klappentext "A story of murder and revenge . . . Outstandingly well paced and tightly plotted! the novel also stands out in its handling of various psychological themes."-Booklist Eerily attuned to one another! twins Regina and Renata are so identical that even their mother can't tell them apart. Then tragedy strikes: a vicious attack leaves one twin dead and the other so traumatized that she turns totally inward! incapable of telling anyone what happened or even who she is. She remains lost to the world! until the day Mark! a family friend! comes to visit-and the young woman utters her first intelligible word. As she recovers! still with no memory of the past! her nightmares grow steadily more frightful! followed by wild fits of hysteria and dark mood swings. Her strange outbursts seem to coincide with the grisly serial murders that have begun plaguing Seattle. Could she be the killer? Determined to dispel his suspicion! Mark stakes out her home. The unholy sight he witnesses one night will haunt his soul for the rest of his life. . . . What's happening here? Les Greenleaf demanded, after Renata had been sedated into a peaceful slumber and we'd returned to Fallon's office. I thought you told us that she has total amnesia. Evidently, it's not quite as total as we thought, Fallon replied, grinning broadly. I think this might be a major breakthrough. Why does she recognize Mark and not us? Inga sounded offended. I haven't got the faintest idea, Fallon confessed, but the fact that she recognizes somebody is very significant. It means that her past isn't a total blank. Then she'll get her memory back? Inga asked. Some of it, at least. It's too early to tell how much. Fallon looked at me then. Would it be possible for you to stay here for the next few days, Mark? he asked. For some reason, you seem to be the key to Renata's memory, so I'd like to have you available. No problem, Doc, I replied. If the boss can drop me off at my place, I'll grab a few things and come right back up the hill. Good. I'll want you right there when Renata wakes up. We've made a connection, and we don't want to lose it. Les and Inga took me back to my place when we left the sanitarium. I tossed some clothes and stuff into a suitcase, grabbed some books, and drove my old Dodge back to Lake Stevens. I was as baffled as everybody else had been by Renata's recognition of me, and it'd caught me completely off guard. There'd been a kind of desperation about the way she'd clung to mealmost like somebody hanging on to a life raft. We don't necessarily have to mention this to her parents, Mark, Fallon told me when I reported in, but I ...

Autorentext

David Eddings published his first novel, High Hunt, in 1973, before turning to the field of fantasy and The **Belgariad, soon followed by The Malloreon. Born in Spokane, Washington, in 1931, and raised in the Puget Sound area north of Seattle, he received his bachelor of arts degree from Reed College in Portland, Oregon, in 1954, and a master of arts degree from the University of Washington in 1961. He has served in the United States Army, has worked as a buyer for the Boeing Company, and has also been a grocery clerk and a college English teacher.

Leigh Eddings has collaborated with her husband for more than a dozen years.

David and Leigh Eddings live in the Southwest.

Klappentext

"A story of murder and revenge . . . Outstandingly well paced and tightly plotted, the novel also stands out in its handling of various psychological themes."-Booklist

Eerily attuned to one another, twins Regina and Renata are so identical that even their mother can't tell them apart. Then tragedy strikes: a vicious attack leaves one twin dead and the other so traumatized that she turns totally inward, incapable of telling anyone what happened or even who she is. She remains lost to the world, until the day Mark, a family friend, comes to visit-and the young woman utters her first intelligible word.

As she recovers, still with no memory of the past, her nightmares grow steadily more frightful, followed by wild fits of hysteria and dark mood swings. Her strange outbursts seem to coincide with the grisly serial murders that have begun plaguing Seattle. Could she be the killer? Determined to dispel his suspicion, Mark stakes out her home. The unholy sight he witnesses one night will haunt his soul for the rest of his life. . . .

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“What’s happening here?” Les Greenleaf demanded, after Renata had been sedated into a peaceful slumber and we’d returned to Fallon’s office. “I thought you told us that she has total amnesia.”

“Evidently, it’s not quite as total as we thought,” Fallon replied, grinning broadly. “I think this might be a major breakthrough.”

“Why does she recognize Mark and not us?” Inga sounded offended.

“I haven’t got the faintest idea,” Fallon confessed, “but the fact that she recognizes somebody is very significant. It means that her past isn’t a total blank.”

“Then she’ll get her memory back?” Inga asked.

“Some of it, at least. It’s too early to tell how much.” Fallon looked at me then. “Would it be possible for you to stay here for the next few days, Mark?” he asked. “For some reason, you seem to be the key to Renata’s memory, so I’d like to have you available.”

“No problem, Doc,” I replied. “If the boss can drop me off at my place, I’ll grab a few things and come right back up the hill.”

“Good. I’ll want you right there when Renata wakes up. We’ve made a connection, and we don’t want to lose it.”

Les and Inga took me back to my place when we left the sanitarium. I tossed some clothes and stuff into a suitcase, grabbed some books, and drove my old Dodge back to Lake Stevens. I was as baffled as everybody else had been by Renata’s recognition of me, and it’d caught me completely off guard. There’d been a kind of desperation about the way she’d clung to me—almost like somebody hanging on to a life raft.

“We don’t necessarily have to mention this to her parents, Mark,” Fallon told me when I reported in, “but I think you’d better be right there in the room when Renata wakes up. Let’s not take any chances and lose this. All the rooms here have surveillance cameras, so I’ll be watching an…