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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... Bundle. “There's quite a preponderance of men here,” Claire remarked. Veronica grimaced. “I noticed. Don't worry, it's all very civilised. I know it's not all men, but which men to be wary of. Right now, I think I can cope.” “I'm glad ...
... Bundle. “There's quite a preponderance of men here,” Claire remarked. Veronica grimaced. “I noticed. Don't worry, it's all very civilised. I know it's not all men, but which men to be wary of. Right now, I think I can cope.” “I'm glad ...
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... bundled it all up, tied it with string, and threw it out the window.” “How odd.” “Quite. A roving band of students passing below caught it and decided it'd be fun to race it around the quadrangle. Whoever had the bundle when the college ...
... bundled it all up, tied it with string, and threw it out the window.” “How odd.” “Quite. A roving band of students passing below caught it and decided it'd be fun to race it around the quadrangle. Whoever had the bundle when the college ...
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... bundle?” she 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 ...
... bundle?” she 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 ...
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bundle with little heed or care for anyone nearby. Ben suddenly appeared, the burly young man lurching out of the press to fall at her feet, clutching his right shin. A streak of blood mingled with the wet mud on his skin. “Ow!” “Oh ...
bundle with little heed or care for anyone nearby. Ben suddenly appeared, the burly young man lurching out of the press to fall at her feet, clutching his right shin. A streak of blood mingled with the wet mud on his skin. “Ow!” “Oh ...
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... bundle from his hunched form failed. The last chime sounded from the clock, and McAllister stepped forward, blowing a prolonged blast on his whistle. “The race is over,” he cried. “Mr. James Thurlow has the bundle!” A cheer went up from ...
... bundle from his hunched form failed. The last chime sounded from the clock, and McAllister stepped forward, blowing a prolonged blast on his whistle. “The race is over,” he cried. “Mr. James Thurlow has the bundle!” A cheer went up from ...
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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