Only the most select clients of Rutt's House, Which for the decade before World War 2 was the most notorious bordello in Boston, were introduced to the charms of Shuna Sassi. Those who were, spoke in whispers of that carnal revelation;a literal courting of death. One misguided caress would undoubtedly result in a terrible demise, pricked by her poison quills. In 1943 she tired of the erotic terrors she induced, and killed a senator, whom she later described as too worshipful to live. His ghost, she claims, followed her on her journey to Midian, his presence in her chamber signalled by a guttering of candle-flames when he shudders at her proximity.