The good ship Cape Farewell is steaming out to sea, with a passenger-list and crew fairly littered with the shifty, the twitchy, the peculiar, and the up-to-no-good. Arguably the up-to-no-goodest is a strangler with a romantic streak: He likes to leave his ladies with a flower and a charming little song. Alleyn boards the Cape at Portsmouth, determined that no one else is going to get strangled on his watch.
The good ship Cape Farewell is steaming out to sea, with a passenger-list and crew fairly littered with the shifty, the twitchy, the peculiar, and the up-to-no-good. Arguably the up-to-no-goodest is a strangler with a romantic streak: He likes to leave his ladies with a flower and a charming little song. Alleyn boards the Cape at Portsmouth, determined that no one else is going to get strangled on his watch.
Singing in the Shrouds (Roderick Alleyn Series #20)
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| ISBN-13: | 9781631940170 |
|---|---|
| Publisher: | Felony & Mayhem, LLC |
| Publication date: | 12/07/2014 |
| Series: | Roderick Alleyn Series , #20 |
| Pages: | 240 |
| Product dimensions: | 5.40(w) x 7.90(h) x 0.60(d) |
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