| ISBN 978-1-59705-396-9 What evil power does the necklace contain that is strong enough to change the lives of people continents away from the South African home of the goddess Ebony. Can the unlikely group of travelers return it and escape with their lives? |
| ISBN 1-60813-090-8 A catered dinner for two turns deadly - is Echo Folio the murderer? Can January Flannel solve the mystery while her own life is in jeopardy? Who is out to get her and Echo? |
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February is finally here - Fin, Fur and Fatal an Ary
England Mystery/Suspenseis available in print and all
ebook formats - It is available wherever you prefer to buy
your books - or from the Wings website or an
autographed copy from the author Billie A Williams
England Mystery/Suspenseis available in print and all
ebook formats - It is available wherever you prefer to buy
your books - or from the Wings website or an
autographed copy from the author Billie A Williams
The orange-yellow waterfront lights shrouded the dock in a surreal atmosphere. Fog
so thick it seemed to be a wall, impenetrable by sound or ship, rolled across the
harbor. The muffled moan of a fog horn, clanging bell of the warning buoys and the
shaft of light trying to pierce the darkness, reminded him commerce stopped for
nothing, not even weather. The tiny town that kept the light house working rarely saw
much nighttime movement on the pier where Garett Noitif stood as if suspended in
time.
The four men poured out of the Ford Galaxy like an oil slick. They looked like aliens
with their knit caps pulled down so tightly that their heads resembled balloon shaped
pumpkins on their shoulders.
“Get those crates unloaded and the animals into that warehouse before someone
spots them.” Garett barked the orders like a gunnery sergeant. {continued on
Book page}
so thick it seemed to be a wall, impenetrable by sound or ship, rolled across the
harbor. The muffled moan of a fog horn, clanging bell of the warning buoys and the
shaft of light trying to pierce the darkness, reminded him commerce stopped for
nothing, not even weather. The tiny town that kept the light house working rarely saw
much nighttime movement on the pier where Garett Noitif stood as if suspended in
time.
The four men poured out of the Ford Galaxy like an oil slick. They looked like aliens
with their knit caps pulled down so tightly that their heads resembled balloon shaped
pumpkins on their shoulders.
“Get those crates unloaded and the animals into that warehouse before someone
spots them.” Garett barked the orders like a gunnery sergeant. {continued on
Book page}