Trixie Belden and The Mystery of The Emeralds

About this book

It was a small plot enclosed by an ornate fence. The gate was ajar and going through it Trixie and Jim saw rows of moss-covered headstones. In the rear was a small but impressive marble mausoleum. "Oooooh! Cemeteries give me the shivers!" Trixie exclaimed. A sudden clap of thunder made them both jump and they hurried to the vault. By now the rain was teeming and the inside of the mausoleum was pitch black but at least they were of the storm...