By Diane Mott Davidson
Celebrated for her precise combination of firstclass suspense and five-star fare, Diane Mott Davidson has gained ratings of fanatics and earned a spot on significant bestseller lists around the kingdom. Now she dishes up one other dangerously tasty deal with of homicide and mystery.For Colorado caterer Goldy Schulz, accepting a sequence of bookings at Hyde fort is sort of a dream come actual. It’s now not each day that she will get to cook dinner real Elizabethan fare--especially at a true citadel that used to be introduced over from England and reassembled stone by means of stone in Aspen Meadow. Goldy is set that every little thing will pass right--which is why, she figures later, every thing went extraordinarily mistaken. It starts while a shotgun blast shatters her window. Then Goldy discovers a physique mendacity in a close-by creek. And whilst photographs ring out for the second one time that day, an individual Goldy loves is within the line of fireside. all of sudden the very last thing Goldy desires to take into consideration is Shakespeare’s Steak Pie, 911 Chocolate Emergency Cookies, or Damson-in-Distress Plum Tart. may perhaps one in all her husband Tom’s police investigations have caused a homicide? Or used to be her violent, lately paroled ex dependable? With demise peering round each nook, Goldy must prepare dinner up a few crime-solving solutions--before the single dish that’s left on her menu is homicide.
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Arch, who’d awakened, checked the side view. The vehicle passed us at a noisy clip and roared on eastward, down the canyon. “We’re on our way to Hyde Castle,” I said to Arch. His face within his jacket hood became wary. “Poltergeist Palace? ” “Exactly. ” I frowned. First the cop, now my son. Did everyone except me believe in ghosts? ” “Jeez, Mom, don’t you know? The ghost of the earl’s nephew, that the famous letter was about? After his uncle told him he couldn’t stay with the uncle’s family, the kid got sick.
I glanced upward. Could the glow from the aquarium light be seen from outside? Could the shooter get a good purchase on Arch’s window? “Somebody has to go get Jake,” Arch whispered. “We can’t just leave him barking. You told the operator you heard a shot. Did you really think it was from a gun? ” If any of your neighbors call … My neighbors’ names had all slid from my head. The front doorbell rang. My eyes locked with Arch’s. Neither of us moved. The bell rang again. A male voice shouted, “Goldy?
A chicken in every pot, Herbert Hoover had promised, when speaking of the delights of the prosperous household. What would Hoover have said about being forced from one’s home, clutching the cooked birds in a box? CHAPTER 3 My new van chugged the short distance to Main Street. There, darkened shop windows and ice-crusted pavement mirrored the gloomy glow from our town’s rustic street lamps. Exhaust-blackened heaps of snow clogged the gutters. A rusty van and what looked like an old BMW were parked across from the bank.