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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... stay where you are!” he added as the competitors made to follow him. “There'll be questions 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 ...
... stay where you are!” he added as the competitors made to follow him. “There'll be questions 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 ...
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gasp went up “I think we'd better stay here,” Claire said. “It's nothing to do with us.” “I could do without being surrounded in such an enclosed space anyway,” Veronica murmured. “Of course, darling, but we could go a little closer ...
gasp went up “I think we'd better stay here,” Claire said. “It's nothing to do with us.” “I could do without being surrounded in such an enclosed space anyway,” Veronica murmured. “Of course, darling, but we could go a little closer ...
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... don't like being inconvenienced. Murder or not. It's not as if the culprit would've stayed on the scene of the crime if a chance to escape offered itself.” “No. Ben told me St. Barbara's has plenty of ways 11 Chapter Two.
... don't like being inconvenienced. Murder or not. It's not as if the culprit would've stayed on the scene of the crime if a chance to escape offered itself.” “No. Ben told me St. Barbara's has plenty of ways 11 Chapter Two.
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... stay in London for Christmas and the New Year. Nobody need know about your scandalous condition. Muriel's a dab hand with a needle and thread. She can alter your dresses so they drape and disguise your bump.” Claire's hands 12 A.J. ...
... stay in London for Christmas and the New Year. Nobody need know about your scandalous condition. Muriel's a dab hand with a needle and thread. She can alter your dresses so they drape and disguise your bump.” Claire's hands 12 A.J. ...
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... stay at our villa. The architect assures me it'll be habitable by Christmas, so we'll jolly well take him at his word.” “Our villa.” Veronica smiled. “I still like the sound of that, and I like your plan so far.” Claire nibbled her ear ...
... stay at our villa. The architect assures me it'll be habitable by Christmas, so we'll jolly well take him at his word.” “Our villa.” Veronica smiled. “I still like the sound of that, and I like your plan so far.” Claire nibbled her ear ...
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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