**When it comes to solving cold cases, nothing is ever cut and driedโฆ** Quilter Beatrice Coleman is enjoying the sleepy peace of a tranquil afternoonโฆuntil itโs interrupted by her friend, Miss Sissy. The elderly lady is making wild claims about narrowly escaping an intruder. And intruders are u
Patch of Trouble
โ Scribed by Craig, Elizabeth Spann
- Year
- 2016
- Tongue
- English
- Weight
- 124 KB
- Series
- Southern Quilting Mystery 6
- Edition
- First edition
- Category
- Fiction
- City
- United States?
- ISBN
- 0997168552
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
โฆ Synopsis
When it comes to solving cold cases, nothing is ever cut and driedโฆ
Quilter Beatrice Coleman is enjoying the sleepy peace of a tranquil afternoonโฆuntil itโs interrupted by her friend, Miss Sissy. The elderly lady is making wild claims about narrowly escaping an intruder. And intruders are unusual in tiny Dappled Hills.
Miss Sissy isnโt the most reliable of witnesses, and her claims are swiftly discountedโuntil her mysterious intruder is found dead.
Beatrice wonโt cut corners as she unravels the threads of both a murder and a puzzling disappearance from decades ago.
โฆ Subjects
Murder -- Investigation
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