β Scribed by Byers, Beth
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Lady Violet is Mrs Wakefield now, and she's settled rather comfortably into her life. During a trip to her country house, she meets a chocolate artisan, she decides that nothing else will suit than an evening at home - with chocolate - as a married woman. When she invites her friends to her house, she little expects her home to be christened not by choloate but by murder. Yet again, Vic, Jack, and friends are dragged into a murder investigation. Just who would commit the crime of poisoning chocolate? And why? -- cover.
Murder -- Investigation
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