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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第 8 頁
... thing appears to be leaking.” “What?” Ben followed her gaze. At that moment, Thurlow gave a cry of disgust and held the bundle at arm's length. “What on earth?” McAllister cried. “Give me that, sir!” Thurlow mutely handed the bundle to ...
... thing appears to be leaking.” “What?” Ben followed her gaze. At that moment, Thurlow gave a cry of disgust and held the bundle at arm's length. “What on earth?” McAllister cried. “Give me that, sir!” Thurlow mutely handed the bundle to ...
第 10 頁
... things, my dears,” Ben said. “Look, shall we go to my chambers? I have a rather palatable bottle of gin there. You can uncork it while I tend to my wounds.” “Now you're talking, Jim-jam.” Claire smiled. They followed Ben to the ...
... things, my dears,” Ben said. “Look, shall we go to my chambers? I have a rather palatable bottle of gin there. You can uncork it while I tend to my wounds.” “Now you're talking, Jim-jam.” Claire smiled. They followed Ben to the ...
第 12 頁
... things to think about now, my poor darling.” “I know.” Veronica clasped Claire's hands. “It's enough to worry about—if you can call feeling like I've swallowed a gallon of ice-cold water every time I think about this worry.” “At least ...
... things to think about now, my poor darling.” “I know.” Veronica clasped Claire's hands. “It's enough to worry about—if you can call feeling like I've swallowed a gallon of ice-cold water every time I think about this worry.” “At least ...
第 15 頁
... thing...” she said with some hesitation. “Professor Sheridan got a letter just before the race began.” “A letter?” Conliffe perked up and fished out his notebook and pencil. “We didn't find anything of the kind on his body. Did you ...
... thing...” she said with some hesitation. “Professor Sheridan got a letter just before the race began.” “A letter?” Conliffe perked up and fished out his notebook and pencil. “We didn't find anything of the kind on his body. Did you ...
第 16 頁
... thing to use for a prank, but nothing really surprises me with these students. The ruddy Condon Club's behind that little nastiness, I'll wager.” “You could be right,” Claire said. “They seemed delighted by the reaction it got when the ...
... thing to use for a prank, but nothing really surprises me with these students. The ruddy Condon Club's behind that little nastiness, I'll wager.” “You could be right,” Claire said. “They seemed delighted by the reaction it got when the ...
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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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