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The front door opened, and I heard the stamp of the FBI agents feet on the doormat.
Some books fit you better than others, but once in a blue moon a book comes along that makes you think it must have been written for you and you alone. As soon as I saw the premise of Rules for Perfect Murders a few months ago, I knew that this was one of those times. I had to have it. Expectations were high as I made my way into the novel and settled in for the fun.
Malcolm Kershaw, owner of Bostons famous...
Published on April 22, 2020 09:35