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An anthology of murder mysteries that focus on the Kentucky Derby. A Silver Dagger anthology
2:36pm, April 1:
I lounged in comfort when it all began. My wife was out shopping and I had sunk into the soft leather of my big couch. As I napped peacefully, the doorbell rang. I fought off the sound, finally yielding to the intrusion.
Honestly, I speak the truth. A jockey stood at my door, wearing brown boots, with green and gold silks. At the curb stood a liveried groom holding the reins of a genuine thoroughbred racehorse,
“Mr. Winthorpe?”
“Uh, yes, may I help you?
He bowed , presenting an envelope. “This is for you.”
A crooked grin crossed my face. “Well, yeah—rig | |  | | The Hole in the Bottom of the Sea
Winthorpe sticks his nose in too far and is marked for murder in paradise. It all started with a flower on a mother's grave.
Prologue
The Fat Man deftly worked the controls of the Quicksilver MX ultralight aircraft as he banked slowly to make his approach and fly under the Kennedy Bridge. He held the craft steady and continued on through the shadows of the Second Street Bridge. The December day was perfect—still and crystal clear. A smile creased his weathered face as he diverted his eyes to the skyline of downtown Louisville. He turned his focus back to the glassy surface of the Ohio River and eased the controls forward—toward the water. His smile broadened as his wheels touched gently on the rippling | |  | | Under the Bridge and Back Again
This is the ongoing story of the romance and hijinx of Davis and Kitty Winthorpe.
This is how I met Harry—new page, new chapter, new life.
I was on my way to see a new client. I’d turned up a taker who was loaded with bucks, power and influence. What a connection this was going to make!
For some reason September tended to be slow for me. I had been glad to hear the phone ring. It was Sunday afternoon and I had no work lined up for the week ahead.
“Winthorpe!” the voice had said.
“My name is Davis Winthorpe.”
“I need you to do a job for me!”
I wondered if everything this man said ended with an exclamation point.
“How did you find o |
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Chronicles of the HEdge
by Jeff Ovall
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 A true page-turner, Jeff Ovall’s futurist work of fiction peers into the history of a world not yet realized, yet ominously closer than most could imagine. A time in which the past has been reborn and humankind, in all its glory and misery, has final |
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Spirit Dog
by Frances Altman
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 Jeff Martin, his friend, Hawk, and his dachshund dog are captured by Osage Indians. Eventually they escape and find their way home. Due to his unusual shape Adolphus is called a Spirit Dog. |
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