By Mary Daheim
The picturesque city of Alpine within the Cascade Mountains is decked out in Christmas cheer, yet on the Alpine suggest, editor and writer Emma Lord is fretting over how her brother and her son—both priests—will react to her affair with Sheriff Milo avert. one other relatives is making a song the blues while Postmaster Roy Everson exhibits up with bones which can belong to his mom, who’s been lacking for 16 years. however the most annoying discovery is the decomposed corpse present in a cave on Mount Sawyer. whilst Milo returns from his circle of relatives ordeal, he and Emma attempt to locate time clear of the unnerving research to reunite. yet they’ve drawn the eye of a dogged killer who thinks the enthusiasts’ bliss is to die for . . . actually. Scandal, intrigue, wish, and premature loss of life are the parts in Mary Daheim’s deliciously chilling vacation treat.
“[An] enduring favourite . . . [Mary] Daheim takes her readers again to the old fashioned little city of Alpine, Wash., the place homicide and mayhem regularly appear to be at the again burner.”—Wichita Falls Times checklist News
“Daheim retains this long-running sequence full of life with beneficiant helpings of small-town chatter, attraction and middle-age romance.”—Kirkus Reviews
“Daheim is likely one of the brightest stars in our city’s literary constellation.”—The Seattle Times
Includes an excerpt of Mary Daheim’s subsequent Emma Lord secret, The Alpine Xanadu
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Hey,” I stated as Milo helped me placed the material at the desk, “Kip says considered one of your ski resort perps is a recognized snowboarder, Turk Durgan. ” “He’s an notorious asshole,” Milo stated. “So what? ” “Kip desires to interview him. ” The sheriff’s response stunned me. “Wait … I’ve heard of him. merely the 1st identify, Todd, caught. ” He made a face. “One of my young children has pointed out him. Bran—he snowboards. is that this man suing me? ” “If he sues you, he’ll sue me. We’re operating an image of Jack hauling him via your reception zone. ” Milo slammed his hand opposed to the wall. “Emma! You’re an fool! ” “Hey—it’s information. ” “You take awful photos. It’s most likely a blur. ” “I didn’t take it. Kip did. ” “Pull it. ” “I can’t. It’s information. ” He moved from the desk, grabbing my shoulders. “Do it for me. ” I shook my head. “That’s censorship. You can’t count on me to knuckle less than simply because … just simply because. ” He gave me a bit shake. “The hell I can’t. You and MacDuff didn’t have permission. He must’ve come inside of to take the damned factor. ” His eyes sparked with anger, even though he’d reduced his voice. “Do what you'll want to, yet don’t run it. Does Jack be aware of? ” “His again used to be turned,” I stated, my very own anger emerging up. First my reporter, now the sheriff. no matter what occurred to freedom of the click? “Would you wish we’d taken considered one of you collaring Mr. swimsuit? ” “Hell no! ” Milo bellowed. “When used to be the final time I allow you to morons take an image inside of my place of work? ” “Could or not it's since you not often do whatever newsworthy other than sit down round in your lifeless butts ingesting espresso and—” Milo shook me. “Shut the hell up! I killed a guy as soon as for you, you little twit. have you ever forgotten that? I definite as hell haven’t! ” The doorbell rang. in reality, it will possibly have rung numerous instances. i presumed my ears have been ringing from Milo’s shaking me. I groaned. “Oh, God! They’re the following! ” Milo dropped his palms. As I rotated, Adam and Ben entered. “Found my key,” my son said—and grew sheepish. “Uh … hi, Sheriff. How’s every body? ” I didn’t be aware of the place to appear. i used to be conscious of Milo virtually respiring down at the most sensible of my head. It’s a ask yourself my hair wasn’t singed. “We have been just … arguing in regards to the public’s correct to know,” I mumbled. “Get yourselves a drink. ” i attempted to maneuver out of ways, yet stumbled over my very own toes. The sheriff lifted me up off the ground and set me down none too lightly in entrance of him so Adam may possibly get into the kitchen. Ben moved to the place Milo and that i have been status. “Good to work out you, Sheriff,” he acknowledged, placing out his hand. “Been fishing in recent times? ” Milo reached round me to shake fingers. “No. I haven’t had time. ” I ducked all the way down to break out being in among my self-righteous brother and my both self-righteous lover. The handshake struck me as now not in contrast to boxers touching gloves sooner than a bout. might be they’d turn out killing one another ahead of the night was once over. Adam used to be getting a bottle of Henry Weinhard darkish ale from the refrigerator. “Is a type of beverages at the counter for Uncle Ben? ” he requested. I kept away from his gaze. “No, Milo and that i haven’t had time to drink them.