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Pearls and Poison (A Consignment Shop Mystery)

My heart had been doing the slow-thud-and-flip-flop thing since he had walked out the door forty-five minutes ago. I hadn’t been able to concentrate for beans. What was wrong with me? It was a simple foxtrot, not even a rumba. It was Walker Boone for heaven’s sake, the bane of my existence throug...