After the exhibition

A church art exhibition turns deadly . . .?Art, my dear boy,? said Mr Askern, ?especially sacred art, needs tradition. Tradition is the bedrock of our art . . .?He broke off, staring at the woman in front of him. Her face seemed to lose all definition and her skin turned an unnatural shade of putty-coloured grey. ?Art,? she said, her voice scarcely more than a whisper. ?Art! Oh my God, art!?She swayed dangerously. Jack leapt forward, catching her as she fell.Jack Haldean expected Lythewell and Askerns? exhibition of church art in Lyon House, London, to be a sedate affair. After all, Lythewell and Askern, Church Artists, were a respectable, old-fashioned firm, the last people to be associated with mystery, violence and sudden death. Or so it seemed ? until after the exhibition . . .