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think he was?” I asked.
    “From what Andrew said, I think he more just didn’t want to do the illegal activities in the first place. He wanted out altogether. We’ll never know exactly.”
    “I just hope they keep Scott Green in jail for a long time.”
    “Me too,” said Brian.
    I felt my phone vibrate; it was my mom again. I sighed. “We better head back home before my mom sends out a search party.”
    “Do you think she’ll let you out tonight?” Brian asked jokingly.
    “What do you think? Why?”
    “Let’s meet up at Pat’s bar for a drink. Call Katy and bring Jesse, and I’ll call a few people and we can celebrate the holidays and the end of this miserable day.”
    “That’s a great idea, Brian. Count us in!”

    The End

Dear Reader,

    Thank you for reading Mistletoe & Murder, I hope you enjoyed it.
    Please check out the following Presley Thurman mysteries, Stilettos & Scoundrels, Necklaces & Nooses, and Handbags & Hooligans.

    Stilettos & Scoundrels

    Gently touching the handle of the front door was all it took to make it swing wide open. It was late, after midnight, and everyone in the house except Tom was asleep. As usual, Tom was in his study working late. Walking carefully and quietly through the foyer, the adrenaline began to kick in. The intruder confidently walked into Tom’s study. Tom was concentrating so hard on the papers in front of him that he was unaware of anything else. Raising his hand, the intruder hit a stack of books sitting on a side table, sending them crashing to the floor. Tom spun around with a look of shock on his face as he recognized the person swinging a sharp object toward him. Tom raised his hands to protect himself but he wasn’t quick enough. The spikey end of the stiletto heel punctured his neck instantly, sending a spray of blood over the papers on his desk. He tried to cry out, but all that sounded was a gurgling noise as his lungs filled with blood.

    The intruder set the shoe down next to Tom and backed out of the room softly, closing the door to the study and hoping no one would come looking for Tom until morning.

Necklaces & Nooses

    Solange liked to turn and look at her boutique before walking out the door. It was a ritual of sorts to walk to the front of the boutique and pivot to take in all that was hers and to breathe in the smell of success from all her hard work. She’d be damned if she was going to let that asshole take it from her. He didn’t do a thing except complain the entire time about how stupid she was and the sheer fact she would take money out of her trust fund and throw it away on something as frivolous as a clothing store proved how stupid she was. He had sorely underestimated her then and certainly was underestimating her now. She turned back around to walk out the door and go home for the night and slammed right into a man.
    “Who the hell are you?” She exclaimed. Wondering who this guy was sneaking up on her.
    “That’s not important. What is important is that you give me what belongs to me.”
    “What are you taking about? I don’t even know who you are. You better just leave buddy before I call the cops.”
    “I told you I’m not leaving until I get my merchandise. Now I know you have it so turn it over.”
    “Have what?” Solange was very perplexed. She had no idea what he was talking about.
    “My ivory. I know you got it in your last shipment. Now hand it over or you’ll be sorry.”
    “For the last time I have no idea what you are talking about. This has gone far enough, I’m calling the cops.” Solange reached into her purse and grabbed her cell. She pulled it out and started to dial 911 and the intruder knocked it out of her hand. “Now wait just a minute.”
    “No, I’m done waiting.” The intruder stepped closer to Solange and grabbed her around the throat. Oh my God , she thought, and everything went black.

Handbags & Hooligans

    “Where is it bitch,” he snarled. Taking Ashley’s purse and dumping the