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By Diane Mott Davidson

The recent York instances bestselling writer chefs up a knockout deal with that includes the irrepressible caterer Goldy Schulz "I tripped over the physique of Dusty Routt at part previous ten at the evening of October 19. . . ." Goldy Schulz has a profitable new gig, getting ready breakfasts and conference-room snacks for a neighborhood legislation enterprise. it really is time-consuming, yet Goldy is having fun with it -- till the evening she arrives to discover Dusty, the firm's paralegal, lifeless. The bad younger girl additionally occurred to be Goldy's pal and neighbor, and now Dusty's grieving mom begs Goldy to determine who murdered her daughter. simply because the police are at the case does not imply Goldy cannot do some snooping herself. whereas catering a celebration on the domestic of 1 of the firm's attorneys, she manages to overhear an incriminating dialog and finally ends up studying a number of clues within the kitchen. sooner than lengthy, Goldy is knee-deep in suspects, one among whom is extremely risky and intensely vulnerable to cook dinner Goldy's goose.

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The mate hauled anchor, the sails rose up the mast; the canvas swelled with wind; and faster than I could have believed, Southampton slipped away behind us. My involuntary grip on the hoy's gunwales eased; I breathed more steadily, and was capable once more of observation. Never had I been privileged to travel so swiftly, in such relative silence. No wheels rattled, no horses' hooves rang like mallets on the paving-stones; we were sped by merest air, the fresh strong wind buffeting my bonnet. I grinned foolishly at the hoy's master, as though he were an angel bent on conveying me to Paradise.

I reached for the embroidered bit of silk, and withdrew a flask of elixir -- Dr. Wharton's Comfort. " "With water, if you would be so good--" She poured a quantity of drops into the water I procured, and drank it down entire. I surveyed her countenance with some anxiety, but forbore from interrogation; and in a few moments, she had recovered herself. Her skin was still as sallow, but the restless activity of body and brain had eased. She did not replace the bottle of medicine in her reticule; but neither did she speak of her indisposition.

I could not suppress a slight exclamation of shock at the sudden wet and cold, and Frank's head came round to stare at me. I smiled weakly in return, my hands still clenched on the rough wood of my seat, and hoped desperately that I should not disgrace myself. The hoy loomed -- the oars were shipped -- and Frank's warm hand was reaching for my own. With a deep breath to hide my trepidation, I picked my way across the skiff's slatted bottom -- quite in want of caulk, and welling with water -- and allowed myself to be hauled upwards by the hoy's master.

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