Grandmother of Monty Mountjoy Cruelly Murdered in Thanksgiving Angels, a Cozy Historical Mystery from Alice Duncan --1926, Los Angeles, CA-- Former Boston Brahmin, Mercy Allcutt, moved from Boston to Los Angeles specifically to get away from her overbearing mother and father. Therefore, she’s upset when her boss, P.I. Ernie Templeton, gives her the entire Thanksgiving week of 1926 off so that she can spend the holiday with her parents in their new winter home in Pasadena, California. Her week of vile endurance is made even more miserable when a woman is flung to her death over the second-story staircase railing. Her mother, who deplores the fact that her daughter actually got a job, insists Mercy call on Ernie to help the Pasadena Police Department solve the case. In the end, it is Mercy who must solve the crime and risk becoming a statistic herself. Publisher Note: Readers who enjoy cozy mysteries in historical settings are sure to appreciate the Mercy Allcutt series set in 1920s Los Angeles, California. No vulgarity or explicit sex for those who appreciate a clean and wholesome read. Winner HOLT Medallion, Romantic Times tip pick Two-time RT KISS Award Winner New Mexico/Arizona Book of the Year finalist New Mexico/Arizona Book of the Year Award winner Romantic Times Reviewer’s Choice Nominee "Mercy Allcutt is a delight." ~Carola Dunn The Mercy Allcutt Mystery Series Lost Among the Angels Angels Flight Fallen Angels Angels of Mercy Thanksgiving Angels Angels Adrift Christmas Angels
As if the Calendar Club kids don't have enough on their hands making things for the window-decorating contest, they learn that people all over town are missing jewelry.
Scooby and the gang are at it again in this Thanksgiving thriller. When a float in the Coolsville Parade comes to life, it's up to the Mystery, Inc. to catch the culprit. Will they be able to before they get stuffed?
A new restaurant is opening up in Greenfield, and the Aldens are first in line to help the owner start up a food pantry. They do everything they can to collect donations, from putting up signs to offering a free Thanksgiving dinner for the whole town, but someone keeps moving the signs and even steals the giant turkey that was meant for the dinner. The clock is ticking to get it back, but never fear, the Boxcar Children are on the case.
He was world-renowned for his gourmet turkey dinners. Chef and restaurant owner Ramsey Gordon attracted food aficionados from everywhere to his fine-dining establishment, "The Golden Gobbler." Known to be a tyrant of a boss and an ill-mannered business associate, his recipe for turkey had remained a secret for years, despite the protestations of those who proclaim that the ingredients and formula for such a succulent dish should be shared with everyone.Last night, Gordon's restaurant was to have been jam-packed with hungry customers, waiting for the chance to devour his famous main course. Yet, it was not to be. The famished fowl feasters were unexpectedly told the sad news that Gordon was dead, the victim of an unfortunate accident. For earlier yesterday, while lighting his personal oven - the one only he was allowed to use - an explosion rocked the restaurant, putting an untimely end to the career of the duke of the drumstick. The circumstances were suspicious enough that authorities investigated and proclaimed the death to be not an accident, but a well-calculated homicide.Who would have done away with the wizard of the white meat with Thanksgiving in the air? And what of the secret recipe? Was it written down and stored in a safe spot, or would it vanish from the earth forever? Would "The Golden Gobbler" remain at the top of the restaurant heap or would Gordon's death signal the end of a legendary gastronomic treat? Only sound logic and expert sleuthing skills would solve the case and ensure that no clues would be left over.
"Sire, a dispatch arrived from Paris. From Duc d'Otrante. Marked 'Extremely Urgent.'" "What is it, Meneval?" Claude-Francois Baron de Meneval took his time to respond. "What is it?" Napoleon repeated impatiently. "Murder, Sire. Lady Margaret, the Empress's lady-in-waiting, was found dead in the antechamber at the Empress's bedroom. Madame Josephine is extremely upset. She believed that Lady Margaret prevented the assassination attempt by the price of her own life..." She could be his wife, but she was not. He could be her husband, but he was not. Something came across the lives of those two people: Kevin Harrison and Lionna Dorset, making it impossible to think about marriage. It was the murder of her uncle, George Dorset the Fifth, a wealthy shipowner. Brian pulled out one of his favorite Cuban cigars, chopped off the end of the cigar with a silver cutter, and used a silver lighter to bring a small blue flame to lit it. "Let us say I came here posthaste to save a certain fair lady from a destiny worse than death." "Meaning?" Looking to the skies, Alice drew from her Turkish cigarette in an ivory holder. "Jail," said Brian laconically, and sent a string of perfect smoke rings to the air, one after another. "Jail?" Her laugh was like a silver bell. "Who would dare to arrest Princess Alice Menshikoff, the grandniece of the czar?" "No one." Brian nodded. "But they would gladly arrest Nancy Walker from Chicago." "Poor girl," murmured Alice. "I already feel sorry for her. What has she done, Brian?" "There were a couple of bank robberies in Chicago three months ago on the tune of two million dollars in gold..."
A scholarly and masterful exploration of the meaning and importance of 'mystery' and 'mysticism' to the Christian revelation, offering a fuller understanding of Christian spirituality down the ages and a firmer grasp of what it means to be a Christian.
A little puppy is turning into a big problem! Nancy's wish has finally come true: she has a dog of her own. She's a chocolate-colored Labrador retriever, and she's fun and friendly and loves to play. But the pup's also in a sticky situation -- and its up to Nancy to save her. Hannah's fresh-baked muffins have vanished, and a food thief is loose in the neighborhood. And guess who's getting blamed? Nancy's new puppy. It's so unfair, and she's going to prove it...by finding the real thief!