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A whodunit where an old Scottish lovesong by Robert Burns is the vital clue. There's a mad bomber at large, a bumbling amateur in pursuit.
p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt">font face="Georgia">st1:country-region w:st="on">st1:place w:st="on">span style="font-size: 18pt">Scotland/span>/st1:place>/st1:country-region>span style="font-size: 18pt">’s national poet inspires a murder tale released to coincide with his 250sup>th/sup> anniversary year.o:p>/o:p>/span>/font>
p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt">span style="font-size: 18pt">font face="Georgia">Robert Burns (1759-1796, “A man’s a man for all that”) is revered as a people’s poet who penned eternal do | |  | | The Seventh Petal
In a creepy old castle, one by one they die.
span style="font-family: Arial;">A creepy castle, hidden treasure, and the murders keep coming, after folksinger Sheil B. Wright finds a corpse and intrudes on an isolated weekend group in the Scottish Highlands. /span>
span style="font-family: Arial;">While a dunce at deduction, she’s well versed in human folly and traumas of the heart. Sheil bumbles through to find the answer to seven deaths, but only after coming terribly close to her own./span>
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