We are a week before Christmas, and this week's book is Rest Ye Murdered Gentlemen by Vicki Delany, the last of my Christmas reads this year.
This is also the first in a series set in Rudolph, New York, a town that has made themselves a tourist destination by celebrating Christmas all year long.
With that in mind, here's the opening:
The tips of the tall turquoise and green hats bobbed in the lightly falling snow as the elves weaved through crowds of painted dolls, toy soldiers, shepherds with their sheep, reindeer, poultry, clowns, sugarplums, gingerbread people, and candy canes.
I'm going to cheat a bit on the 56. This quote is actually from page 57 because page 56 didn't have any good quotes on it.
Vicky was silent for a moment. "He hadn't looked unwell at the party. He seemed to be having a good time."
"I mean sick as in throwing up."
"I hadn't noticed him drinking, had you?"
"No, and I think that's the point, Vicky."
She said a very bad word. Vicky never swore and that she did now showed me that she understood what I was saying.
Intrigued? My review also went live today, so feel free to read it to learn more.