A Murderous Persuasion by Katie Oliver EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Author: Katie Oliver
- Language: English
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It began, as so many unwelcome things do, with a loud banging on the
door.
Phaedra Brighton swam up out of a beguiling dream, in which she and
Mr. Darcy shared a picnic on the banks of the river Thames, and sat up
abruptly in bed. The digital numerals on the alarm clock informed her it
was eight a.m.
She tossed back the covers, sending her well-worn copy of Pride and
Prejudice tumbling to the floor with a thump and a flutter of pages, and
bent down to retrieve the book.
Perhaps if she waited, her visitor would go away.
“Phaedra! I know you’re in there. Open up!”
The banging resumed, and she realized the person on the other side of
the carriage house door wasn’t going away. She hurried down the stairs,
leaving her cozy loft bedroom and dreams of Mr. Darcy behind.
She flung the front door open and regarded the slim woman with short,
angular black hair. “Lucy?”
Lucy Liang, professor of post-modernist literature and her closest friend
on the Somerset University faculty, brushed past Phaedra and unshouldered
a backpack.
“The flea market,” she said, answering Phaedra’s unspoken question
with the patience of a preschool teacher. “No classes until fall term.
Freedom from academia until mid-August.” She tossed the backpack on the
sofa.
From his perch atop the back of the sofa, Wickham, Phaedra’s
Himalayan cat, regarded the backpack with blue-eyed disfavor. This was his
domain, where he kept vigil over the driveway and front lawn and
monitored the red-and-blue flash of blue jays and cardinals winging by.
Phaedra headed for the kitchen. Her hair, woven into a dark gold braid
down her back, was coming loose, and her dream of Darcy and the
sumptuous picnic they’d shared began to evaporate. She needed a bracing
cup of Keemun, stat. “Tea?” she inquired.
“Coffee, please. How could you forget?”
“That you prefer coffee?”
“That we had plans. And what is that you’re wearing?” Lucy slid onto a
seat at the kitchen island.
Phaedra glanced at her long, flower-sprigged nightgown. “What’s wrong
with it?”
“Nothing, if you’re Catherine Morland, traipsing around Northanger
Abbey with a guttering candlestick and a pounding heart.”
“It got chilly last night.” Phaedra filled the teakettle and the coffee maker
with water. “And the only pounding was you, banging on my door.”
“Then grab another blanket,” she pointed out. “Or better yet, a male.
Both work wonders to keep a girl warm.”
Phaedra didn’t bother to correct her. Lucy knew her feelings on that
matter. Instead, she filled the basket with fresh-ground beans and started the
coffee maker. “Why are we going to the flea market? And so early? Remind
me.”
“Because your aunt’s threatening yet again to put the Laurel Springs Inn
up for sale,” Lucy reminded her, “and you convinced her to hold off—”
“By promising to host a Jane Austen Murder Mystery week at the inn
next month.”
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