For God’s sake, what’s wrong? she said in a tight, low voice.Įven under the canopy on a sunless day, the screen of the television monitor was blanched by daylight from the beach.įrom where Fletch was standing, he could see the pale images flickering on the screen. She was speaking to herself, or to the air. She had not looked around from the television screen since Fletch entered the pavilion. What happened to Steve? The woman in the canvas chair leaned forward. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.įiction / Mystery & Detective / Amateur SleuthĬIP data for this book is available from the Library of Congress Series design by Kathryn Galloway EnglishĪll rights reserved. E-book published in 2018 by Blackstone Publishing
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