The Twelve Clues of ChristmasThe Twelve Clues of Christmas
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Book, 2012
Current format, Book, 2012, 1st ed. --, Available .Book, 2012
Current format, Book, 2012, 1st ed. --, Available . Offered in 0 more formatsShe may be thirty-fifth in line for the throne, but Lady Georgiana Rannoch cannot wait to ring in the new year--before a Christmas killer wrings another neck...
On the first day of Christmas, my true love gave to me--well, actually, my true love, Darcy O'Mara, is spending a feliz navidad tramping around South America. Meanwhile, Mummy is holed up in a tiny village called Tiddleton-under-Lovey with that droll Noel Coward! And I'm snowed in at Castle Rannoch with my bumbling brother, Binky, and sourpuss sister-in-law, Fig.
So it's a miracle when I contrive to land a position as hostess to a posh holiday party in Tiddleton. The village is like something out of A Christmas Carol ! But no sooner have I arrived than a neighborhood nuisance, a fellow named Freddie falls out of a tree, dead.... Dickensian, indeed.
Freddie's merely a stocking stuffer. On my second day in town, another so-called accident turns up another mincemeat pie--and yet another on my third. The village is buzzing that a recent prison break could have something to do with it... that, or a long-standing witch's curse. I'm not so sure. But after Darcy shows up beneath the mistletoe, anything could be possible in this wicked wonderland.
On the first day of Christmas, my true love gave to me--well, actually, my true love, Darcy O'Mara, is spending a feliz navidad tramping around South America. Meanwhile, Mummy is holed up in a tiny village called Tiddleton-under-Lovey with that droll Noel Coward! And I'm snowed in at Castle Rannoch with my bumbling brother, Binky, and sourpuss sister-in-law, Fig.
So it's a miracle when I contrive to land a position as hostess to a posh holiday party in Tiddleton. The village is like something out of A Christmas Carol ! But no sooner have I arrived than a neighborhood nuisance, a fellow named Freddie falls out of a tree, dead.... Dickensian, indeed.
Freddie's merely a stocking stuffer. On my second day in town, another so-called accident turns up another mincemeat pie--and yet another on my third. The village is buzzing that a recent prison break could have something to do with it... that, or a long-standing witch's curse. I'm not so sure. But after Darcy shows up beneath the mistletoe, anything could be possible in this wicked wonderland.
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