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Engaged to Die (Death on Demand Mysteries, No. 14)

By Carolyn Hart

Love is within the air -- yet lamentably, so is homicide -- as award-winning writer Carolyn Hart returns once more to the South Carolina Low nation island of Broward's Rock and units her pleasant married sleuths, the Darlings, on separate trails to a killer.

Nothing warms the center like romance -- whilst the uncooked, chilly winds of January kick back the citizens of Broward's Rock to the bone. yet it truly is greater than amore that intrigues secret book shop proprietor Annie Darling and her husband, Max, whilst prosperous, widowed paintings buyer Virginia Neville publicizes her engagement to Jake O'Neill, her good-looking, captivating, and lots more and plenty more youthful fiancé, at a gala beginning on the Neville gallery. Virginia's pleased statement leaves some of the accrued -- specifically sure participants of her green with envy prolonged stepfamily -- particularly peeved. And one of many visitors takes the scoop tougher than the remainder: prior to the final champagne bubble pops, homicide disrupts the grand celebration.

Quickly deputized through performing Police leader Billy Cameron, troubleshooter Max Darling dives headfirst into the icy investigative waters, leaving spouse Annie a bit out within the chilly. yet seeing that her younger assistant, Chloe, is a first-rate suspect -- and certainly one of Jake O'Neill's newest damaged hearts -- Annie is decided to untangle the unholy marriage of jealousy, blackmail, gunplay, and malicious mischief ... whether it ability crossing swords with hubby Max and putting herself within the perilous course of a cleverly sadistic stalker.

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You are attempting to continue her within the clinic and out of penal complex. i'm going to guess she'll be good adequate to be moved day after today. As for theories, Annie, why do not you open your brain. " His sarcasm was once heavy. "Look at what happened—a guy struck down from at the back of, his head smashed. His female friend shot useless. pictures fired on the girl he meant to marry. speak about a triangle, you've one there. attach the dots your self. we are conversing approximately ardour, Annie, a lady beside herself with jealousy and anger. She kills him, she kills the girl he is been concerned with, she shoots on the girl he was once going to marry.

Even now, she may well see Henny leaning ahead, her gaze wondering. "Oh, good. " Bob grinned. "Sure. They are"—and he pointed them out—"A research in Scarlet by means of Arthur Conan Doyle, The Mysterious Affair at kinds via Agatha Christie, The Tower Treasure via Franklin W. Dixon, crimson Harvest through Dashiell Hammett, and the key of the previous Clock via Carolyn Keene. " Boston's loud voice introduced, "Milestones within the secret style and so as in their e-book, as any idiot might be aware of ... " Annie flung herself at Bob, hugged him, pulled Chloe into their circle, and a cheer rose at the evening air.

Any hassle with him? " She was once greedy at straws. Duane frowned, stared off towards the marsh. Annie scarcely dared to respire. there has been whatever right here, anything that Duane used to be reluctant to inform. Slowly he again his gaze to Annie. He began to converse, stopped. Annie seemed deep into his eyes—skeptical, measuring, weary eyes. "Please, Duane. i am worried for Chloe. instantaneously it appears to be like grim for her. " Annie thought of the tiny window of time among Chloe's flight during the parking zone and the invention of O'Neill's physique, no more than fifteen mins.

She used to be enveloped through the atavistic unreasoning panic that blossoms at evening within the dungeons of the brain whilst horror lurks in the back of doorways that decently stay close in sunshine. "Annie. " Lou Pirelli's voice was once brisk. "Got a nine-one-one. a person smashed within the entrance of your shop. i am on my method. I stuck Max at Nightingale Courts. he is on his means. i assumed you'll want to understand, yet you don't want to come back. we are going to look after every little thing. " sooner than Lou hung up, Annie was once working for the steps, laying off her gown.

She referred to as Beth, too, made an identical pitch. " Billy pulled his notepad shut. "We'll get to the calls in a minute. Blackmail's a significant offense. homicide is a capital crime. i need to understand precisely what each one of you probably did final evening. And Ms. Kelly . . . " once more, he reeled off the Miranda caution. Beth Kelly clasped her arms tightly jointly. "I did not have whatever to do with homicide. All I did—" "Shut up, Beth. no one thinks you killed him. You probably'd by no means even met him. My God, we have been simply on the mistaken position on the mistaken time.

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