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The murder mystery evening had turned more real than anticipated . . .
BY ALYSON H
IT was what Wendy’s mum would have called a “mulling things over” day. As Wendy gazed out of the café window, puffy clouds sailed in a sky of stone-washed denim. It was the sort of day she and Ray had
CAN you take care of the wedding party rooms this shift, please, Kelly? I know you haven’t been here long, but we have two room attendants still off with flu, so we’re very short staffed. “I don’t kno
On a hot mid-summer day four close friends are celebrating their Ladies’ Team victory at the exclusive Royal Oaks Tennis Club. But when their oh-so-charming coach collapses it seems the season isn’t just ending with a championship trophy – but with a murder…
CAZ stood beside the open door of the bus and checked the names of boarding passengers on her tablet. “This is our third trip with you,” Mavis confided as her husband took her hand and helped her aboa
PAM glanced up at the clock on the far wall of the classroom. Just half an hour to go until the summer holidays began. Six blissful pupil-free weeks, to be spent mostly gardening and binge watching pe
S a ffy and Neil had been married ...