Exham-on-Sea Murder Mysteries 4-6
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Frances Evesham. Exham-on-Sea Murder Mysteries 4-6
Exham-on-Sea Murder Mysteries 4-6. FRANCES EVESHAM
1. Cathedral café
2. Librarian
3. Giles Temple
4. Knitters' Guild
5. Chief Inspector Arnold
6. Max
7. Bakery
8. Press conference
9. Driving lesson
10. Joe
11. Cat woman
12. Samantha
13. Dinner
14. Ghosts
15. Guilt
16. Gossip
17. Cathedral
18. Beach
19. Knitters' Guild
20. Cats
21. Lunch
22. Clifton
23. Librarian
24. Solicitors
25. Ghosts
26. Yarnbombing
27. Mandy
1. Wedding
2. Lady Antonia
3. Bridge
4. Dinner
5. Farm visit
6. Local pub
7. Mandy
8. Abbott House
9. St Mary's
10. Sultana cake
11. Croissants
12. Sarah
13. Belinda
14. Pathway
15. Meeting
16. Séance
17. Lunch
18. Supper
19. Handiwater
20. The house
21. Candles
22. Champagne
1. Fruit cake
2. Coffee
3. Pineapple cake
4. Shortbread
5. Salmon
6. Hot chocolate
7. Chocolate biscuit
8. Spaghetti carbonara
9. Toast
10. Bread
11. Layer cake
12. Aspirin
13. Chocolate cake
14. A box of chocolates
15. Tea
16. Cherry bakewells
17. Orange juice
18. Sausage rolls
19. Biscuit crumbs
20. Wine and chocolate
21. Steak
22. Whisky
23. Madeira cake
Acknowledgments
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The duo of walkers paused at last, Libby’s eyes drawn to the statues carved on the building’s stunning West Front. She raised a warning finger at the wriggling dog. ‘You’re on your best behaviour.’ The last thing she needed was a spat with Louis, the cathedral cat, and there was nothing Bear enjoyed more than chasing cats. He made an exception only for Fuzzy, Libby’s aloof marmalade cat, who’d turned out to be Bear’s soulmate. The pair liked curling up together in as small a space as possible and dozing the hours away.
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Angela laughed. ‘I suppose you never stop wanting to look after them, do you? No matter how old they are.’
The excitement died away, the café returned to its normal state of soporific calm, and Bear rested his head on Libby’s lap, eyes pleading for treats. As she tickled his favourite spot, just behind a front leg, Angela’s phone rang.
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