By Kaitlyn Dunnett
Tis the season to be jolly, yet in Moosetookalook, Maine, Christmas cheer is in brief offer as a result of a snowless wintry weather that is conserving skiers and consumers at a distance. thankfully, Liss MacCrimmon of the Scottish Emporium has a plan. . . Liss's brainstorm makes a speciality of Tiny Teddies, the hot "hot" toy of the season. each shop around the kingdom is out of stock--except a couple of wee institutions in solid ol' Moosetookalook. it is simple adequate to drum up acclaim for the assumption of luring shoppers to city and holding them there with a stockingful of latest England vacation attraction. Liss's genuine problem lies in contending with bickering businesspeople and--once the USA learns of Moosetookalook's Tiny Teddy cache--doggedly decided shopaholics. the 1st signal of anything amiss happens while the final Tiny Teddy is summarily completed: shot in the course of the middle within the reveal window of grasping toy shop proprietor Gavin Thorne. however the Teddy's dying is simply a precursor to the eerily comparable homicide of Gavin himself... the 2 males in Liss's existence wish her faraway from the case, yet she can not help feeling responsible for beginning the fur frenzy that turns out to have resulted in Gavin's loss of life. along with, how can she forget about the long record of suspects, now not the least of whom contain Gavin's vindictive ex-wife, an unscrupulous selectman, a ski store proprietor with an awl to grind, and a rabid toy collector packing warmth in her purse..? Now, with the Twelve (or, in Scots phrases, the Daft) Days of Christmas swiftly forthcoming, Liss has a plate filled with issues worse than haggis to deal with, beginning with a stockroom full of chook (don't ask), and finishing with a killer who'd wish to see Liss's goose good and entirely cooked...
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Her hands went to Dan’s collar, smoothing the soft cotton between her fingers as she kissed him back. A harsh whisper intruded on the moment. “Sure took you long enough to get here,” Jason Graye hissed. Liss froze. Slowly, Dan released her. It took a moment for Liss to realize that Graye was not talking to them. Shielded by the banister, Liss and Dan were well hidden. She lifted one finger to her lips, warning Dan not to speak. Careful to make no sound, she turned her head until she could see that two men stood in the shadow of the stairwell.
It probably had been a closet at one time, since it could only be reached through the office. ” she muttered to herself. ” Reversing course, she flung herself into the oversize chair behind one of the two desks in the larger room. The seat, which bore the permanent imprint of Jeff Thibodeau’s posterior, seemed to swallow her whole. This was not what she’d expected. Oh, sure, she’d always known police work was 99 percent boredom and 1 percent sheer panic, but— The shrill ring of the phone at her elbow startled her so badly that she let out a small squeak of alarm.
Shaking his head, rolling his eyes heavenward, he gave in. ” “What are you talking about? They’re engaged to be married. ” Liss blinked at him in surprise. He swore he could hear the gears whirring as she ran that concept through her mental computer. Apparently she’d been clueless about the conflict between their two friends. “Sherri said she’d had a difference of opinion with Pete,” Liss said slowly, “but she dismissed it as a minor problem. ” “I knew he was unhappy when she went to the police academy.