Chimes at MidnighteXtasy Books, 1988 - 135 頁 A year-end tradition at St. Barbara’s College Oxford ends in the death of a controversial professor. Royce Sheridan had enemies—but which one killed him? A weekend at a stately home may enable Veronica and Claire to uncover the culprit, but as a snowstorm engulfs the house and the body count rises, they may find more than they bargain for. |
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... dearest.” Veronica pointed. “There's Ben.” A couple of dozen students had assembled in the nearby corner, ready to take part in the race. Claire's youngest brother, Ben, stood among them, his sandy hair distinctive. Like the others, he ...
... dearest.” Veronica pointed. “There's Ben.” A couple of dozen students had assembled in the nearby corner, ready to take part in the race. Claire's youngest brother, Ben, stood among them, his sandy hair distinctive. Like the others, he ...
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... dearest.” “Oh, I'd sit on some ghastly charitable board or other and start pontificating on the lax morals of youth. It's what Mummy does anyway.” “You made a start in that direction when you accepted that place on the Fenton Priory ...
... dearest.” “Oh, I'd sit on some ghastly charitable board or other and start pontificating on the lax morals of youth. It's what Mummy does anyway.” “You made a start in that direction when you accepted that place on the Fenton Priory ...
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... dearest, I can't see what else I could do. You're an absolute brick for standing by me.” “It's because I love you, silly. Come here...” They kissed. Claire drew up the hem of Veronica's skirt, slid her hands over the gentle curve of her ...
... dearest, I can't see what else I could do. You're an absolute brick for standing by me.” “It's because I love you, silly. Come here...” They kissed. Claire drew up the hem of Veronica's skirt, slid her hands over the gentle curve of her ...
第 17 頁
... dearest, I'm not going to get involved.” Claire rolled her eyes. “I've heard that before.” Conliffe chuckled. “There's no harm in you asking. You probably guessed we were looking for a murder weapon when we searched everybody who'd been ...
... dearest, I'm not going to get involved.” Claire rolled her eyes. “I've heard that before.” Conliffe chuckled. “There's no harm in you asking. You probably guessed we were looking for a murder weapon when we searched everybody who'd been ...
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... dearest.” Veronica nearly touched Claire's cheek but remembered where they were. “Don't worry. Look, let's fetch our coats and go for a walk to clear our heads. We can have lunch somewhere, then come back to take a short nap.” “I'd like ...
... dearest.” Veronica nearly touched Claire's cheek but remembered where they were. “Don't worry. Look, let's fetch our coats and go for a walk to clear our heads. We can have lunch somewhere, then come back to take a short nap.” “I'd like ...
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Chapter Four | 31 |
Chapter Five | 43 |
Chapter Six | 51 |
Chapter Seven | 62 |
Chapter Eight | 71 |
Chapter Ten | 88 |
Chapter Eleven | 98 |
Chapter Twelve | 109 |
Chapter Thirteen | 115 |
Chapter Fourteen | 123 |
Epilogue | 131 |
About the Author | 136 |
Chapter Nine | 80 |
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