Death at the Book Club

Cleo Marchmont has nearly got used to the ghost. She has almost made peace with the cat. She was not prepared for the body in the wing-back chair.

Hester Lockwood ran the book club the way she ran her literary agency: by knowing everyone’s secrets.

She dies after the September meeting. The doctor says her heart. The relief in the room is general.

Cleo says nothing. She is looking at the book in the dead woman’s lap.

No bookplate. Wrong edition. Not the copy Hester came in with.

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