Chimes at MidnightA 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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... asked, watching as the scrum rounded the first corner of the quadrangle. “Yes.” Claire chuckled. “Not much to look at, is it? I'm assured it's the original bundled-up manuscript tossed out of one of these windows long ago.” “As if we ...
... asked, watching as the scrum rounded the first corner of the quadrangle. “Yes.” Claire chuckled. “Not much to look at, is it? I'm assured it's the original bundled-up manuscript tossed out of one of these windows long ago.” “As if we ...
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... asked. Claire glanced to where she pointed. “He just sat down on that stone bench. I think he's winded, is all.” “Well, there goes my chance at the jeroboam of champagne,” Ben said wistfully, watching the race struggle onward. “You'll ...
... asked. Claire glanced to where she pointed. “He just sat down on that stone bench. I think he's winded, is all.” “Well, there goes my chance at the jeroboam of champagne,” Ben said wistfully, watching the race struggle onward. “You'll ...
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... asked later if this... substance is what I think it is.” He and Thurlow walked under the archway. Sir Gideon, his wife, and several faculty members came over. “What's happening, Dr. McAllister?” Sir Gideon asked. “What's wrong with the ...
... asked later if this... substance is what I think it is.” He and Thurlow walked under the archway. Sir Gideon, his wife, and several faculty members came over. “What's happening, Dr. McAllister?” Sir Gideon asked. “What's wrong with the ...
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... asked. Claire leaned across the table to whisper. “It's our old friend Inspector Conliffe. He'd like to speak with us.” “Oh.” Veronica hid a cavernous yawn behind her serviette. “I do hope he won't keep us for long, as I feel utterly ...
... asked. Claire leaned across the table to whisper. “It's our old friend Inspector Conliffe. He'd like to speak with us.” “Oh.” Veronica hid a cavernous yawn behind her serviette. “I do hope he won't keep us for long, as I feel utterly ...
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... asking. You probably guessed we were looking for a murder weapon when we searched everybody who'd been near Sheridan's ... asked. “After all, somebody planted that horrible sheep's head inside the thing.” “According to the beadle, the ...
... asking. You probably guessed we were looking for a murder weapon when we searched everybody who'd been near Sheridan's ... asked. “After all, somebody planted that horrible sheep's head inside the thing.” “According to the beadle, the ...
Contents
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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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