A Cruise To Die For (An Alix London Mystery) - Plot & Excerpts
“Whoa,” Alix murmured. She’d known to expect something spacious and well appointed, but this place was the size of her entire apartment in Seattle and outfitted like a layout in a designer showroom. “I hope you’ll be comfortable here,” Artemis said with a perfectly straight face. “It seems quite nice,” replied Alix with what she hoped was an appropriate nonchalance. Artemis presented her with the key card, offered to help her unpack, told her that she could be called upon at any time for anything Alix needed or desired, wished her a memorable journey and left, softly closing the door behind her. Memorable, Alix thought with a wry laugh. It was already memorable, and it hadn’t even started. That sense of something being “off” about that Manet was still with her, but maybe she was better off leaving it till morning when she’d be rested. After all, she probably was jet-lagged and was certainly sleep deprived, and maybe the only thing that was “off” was her nervous system.
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