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Never Buried (Leigh Koslow Mystery, #1) Never Buried by Edie Claire
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“Oddly, Leigh couldn’t think of anything to say. How exactly should one respond to a threat spelled out in fish?”
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“Stewart”
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“Hairy and the Maidens.”
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“Cara”
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“reluctant”
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“Mao Tse. Leigh tried to push away the horrible thoughts swimming in her head. Mao Tse was fine. She was just hiding. No one wanted to hurt her. They wanted something else.”
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“like”
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“I’ve already made plans with a taxidermist” — she smiled sweetly — “but thank you.” She”
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“was babbling about, Maura could only guess. What she did know was that every second that passed made the air hotter, the smoke thicker, and their chances of a safe escape even more remote. “Uncle Don,” she continued, her voice as meek as she could force, “Would you put down your gun please? I’m afraid, too.” There was no response other than the pained sobbing of a man whose mind had lost control of his emotions. A wave of guilt spread over her. The signs had all been there. If she’d only been paying attention. But she hadn’t, because she was too close. She’d lost her objectivity, and now she was paying the price. She reached down and gently touched the hand that cradled the pistol. But Mellman’s wide fingers only clutched it tighter, and he looked at her, more lucid. “I can’t face it, Maura. I can’t. You go on. It’s all over for me, anyway.” The smoke curling up from around the attic floorboards joined that wafting up the stairwell, the two swirling in concert to increase the sinister haze above. Maura dropped to her knees, coughing. “No. It’s not over. You didn’t do anything wrong. Everyone knows that. Everyone knows what a good police chief you are.” Mellman turned red-rimmed eyes to her and talked through a wheezing cough. “You think so?” “Of course!” she swallowed. “My dad was the greatest, but you’re giving him some stiff competition.”
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