The Readaholics And The Gothic Gala - Plot & Excerpts
It seemed like every guest at the inn was gathered in the foyer. Francesca Bugle was on the stairs, dressed to go out with a rust-colored boiled-wool jacket and a black felt hat with an embroidered design. Cosmo Zeller looked over her shoulder, nostrils flaring like he smelled a bad odor. The Aldringhams were clustered near the dining room door, Allyson sandwiched between her parents. Her face was ghost white. Mary and Lucas Stewart were squeezed into the small hallway that led to the kitchen, and also looked nervous. Surely they didn’t think their charade was arrest-worthy? Or was there more to the story of the stolen manuscript than I suspected? Sandy Milliken stood in front of Officer Hardaway, a bucket with a mop standing in it at her feet. Everyone was talking and asking questions. Officer Hardaway seemed overwhelmed by the hubbub and was having trouble making herself heard. Maud put two fingers in her mouth and shrilled a whistle. Everyone shut up. “Thank you, ma’am,”
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