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What Not to Wear to a Graveyard. Debra Sennefelder
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isbn 9781516110858
Автор произведения Debra Sennefelder
Жанр Ужасы и Мистика
Серия A Resale Boutique Mystery
Издательство Ingram
After trading her Manhattan digs for her upstate hometown, fashionista Kelly Quinn has big plans for her grandmother’s consignment shop. But this All Hallow’s Eve someone is already dressed to kill . . .
A socialite’s missing dog has made front page news in Lucky Cove—complete with a hefty reward. But between renovating the consignment shop, planning her costume for a 1970s themed Halloween party, and scouting a location for a fashion shoot, Kelly doesn’t have time to search. Yet a visit to the local colonial-era cemetery—ideal for the moody atmosphere she’s after—soon turns up the precious pooch. Kelly’s looking forward to collecting the check—until she makes a gruesome discovery in an abandoned farmhouse: The dog’s owner, stabbed through the heart.
Kelly can’t help wondering why Constance Lane was traipsing around the farmhouse in stilettos. But as Kelly gets decked out in a vintage disco caftan, that isn’t the only fashion misstatement spooking her. Hidden in the dead woman’s past is a secret that could be the motive for the murder. And as the Halloween party gets started, even a menacing clown and a threatening bearded lady can’t keep Kelly from trick or treating for the truth—even if it means her last dance . . .
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Also by Debra Sennefelder
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WHAT NOT TO WEAR TO A GRAVEYARD
What Not to Wear to A Graveyard
Debra Sennefelder
LYRICAL UNDERGROUND
Kensington Publishing Corp.
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Contents
What Not to Wear to A Graveyard
Copyright
To the extent that the image or images on the cover of this book depict a person or persons, such person or persons are merely models, and are not intended to portray any character or characters featured in the book.
This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons living or dead is entirely coincidental.
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Copyright © 2020 by Debra Sennefelder
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First Electronic Edition: September 2020
ISBN-13: 978-1-5161-1085-8 (ebook)
ISBN-10: 1-5161-1085-4 (ebook)
Chapter 1
“Her dog is missing?” Kelly Quinn dug into her suede tote for money to pay for the coffee she’d ordered. She’d been digging for cash and coming up short ever since moving back to her hometown of Lucky Cove, New York.
Her best friend, Liv Moretti, stepped forward and placed an order for a large latte. Doug’s Variety Store had three sizes—small, medium and large. It was a throwback to when ordering coffee was simple and often confused the summer people from the city.
“It made the front page of the Lucky Cove Weekly. His name is Billy. He’s a Shih-Tzu. White with a little brown. He looks so cute in his photo.” Liv handed her credit card to the counter person.
“That’s newsworthy? It seems a little over-the-top.” Kelly knew Lucky Cove was hard-pressed for big news, but a missing dog story on the front page of any newspaper seemed ridiculous. She pulled out three dollars and slapped them on the counter. She’d been craving a large Pumpkin Spice all morning. It was an autumn ritual like pulling out her tall boots and chunky sweaters. There were so many things to love about October she couldn’t begin to list them all.
“This isn’t the city. Besides, Constance Lane is one of our famous residents.”
Kelly arched an eyebrow. She was doubtful about Constance’s claim to fame. “She was married to a senator for a nanosecond.” Kelly lifted her coffee cup from the counter. Her day was about to get a whole lot better.
“I don’t remember