โ Scribed by Kris Pearson
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
OMG! Who hid a quarter of a cow in the trunk of my brotherโs beloved Mercedes? And whatโs with that spooky big X marking the spot on the beach where a man lies dead? Can my quarter-cow and the corpse possibly be connected?
I'm Merry Summerfield, freelance editor and pet-sitter. Detective Bruce Carver doesnโt think the body is any of my business, but someoneโs up to no good amid the twinkling Christmas decorations in drowsy Drizzle Bay.
Iโm sure I can help, but maybe Iโm too curious for my own good. Whoโs going to rescue me now a smelly rustler has roped me up far too close to that big white X?
Not my brother Graham and his two goofy spaniels. Not old Margaret and little Pierre the poodle. Not my ex-husband, the unfaithful Duncan Skene. I need a super-resourceful man with โฆ ummโฆmuscles.
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