β Scribed by Amabel Daniels
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
All I want for Christmas isβ¦
Well, it certainly isnβt finding Mrs. Claus shot dead in the photo hut at Franklinβs Mall.
Marlena Ridge was a nasty woman, a bitter boss, and a scornful manager at our seasonal booth for all kinds of kids to sit on Santaβs lap for an overpriced picture. But Iβve never wished her dead. Someone did, though, because thereβs no mistaking the fatal wound in her gaudy, velvet holiday getup.
Whatβs worse is the infuriating, sexy cop in charge of the investigation, Knox James, seems to think I might know something about her murder. Or perhaps, that I could have been the one to pull the trigger.
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