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    God Rest Ye, Mary (Emaline Banister Mysteries #2)
    God Rest Ye, Mary (Emaline Banister Mysteries #2)
    God Rest Ye, Mary (Emaline Banister Mysteries #2)
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    God Rest Ye, Mary (Emaline Banister Mysteries #2)

    By Jaye Watson

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    Emaline Banister couldn't hear who was blackmailing whom in the women's room at work. The holidays were approaching and she was distracted by the need to make a dish that everyone could eat, including the people with odd dietary restrictions. Besides, Detective Harry Jordan was still hanging around, and she wasn't sure if he was attracted to her or still wondering if she was a murderer. When Mary O'Neill died at the party, after eating Emaline's salad, she was once again under suspicion. But this time she knew she hadn't done it. This title is published by Uncial Press and is distributed worldwide by Untreed Reads.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherUntreed Reads
    Release dateNov 16, 2007
    ISBN9781601740472
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      God Rest Ye, Mary (Emaline Banister Mysteries #2) - Jaye Watson

      God Rest Ye, Mary

      A Mystery Novel Byte

      By

      Jaye Watson

      Uncial Press       Aloha, Oregon

      2007

      This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and events described herein are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual events, locations, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

      ISBN 13: 978-1-60174-047-2

      ISBN 10: 1-60174-047-6

      Copyright © 2007 by Judith B. Glad

      Cover design by Judith B. Glad

      All rights reserved. Except for use in review, the reproduction or utilization of this work in whole or in part in any form by any electronic, mechanical or other means now known or hereafter invented, is forbidden without the written permission of the author or publisher.

      Published by Uncial Press,

      an imprint of GCT, Inc.

      Visit us at http://www.uncialpress.com

      God Rest Ye, Mary

      You wouldn't dare. You'd be in as much trouble as I would.

      Emaline didn't recognize the whispery voice, but she had no doubt about the anger in it. Instead of going into the women's restroom, she stood just outside the door and unashamedly eavesdropped.

      The hell I will. You're the one who's been selling it. I just didn't tell anyone.

      That makes you an accessory.

      Not if I say I just found out.

      The second voice got louder. We're friends. Everybody knows that. I'll tell them you were my accomplice.

      Emaline almost recognized it. Who...?

      "And like they'd believe you? A thief. Someone who's been selling stuff for years? Listen to me. You pay up or take a nice long vacation--in prison."

      A long silence, punctuated by soft sniffles. Finally, softly again, I'll pay. This time. But only this time.

      I'll be the judge of that. Bring the money tomorrow.

      A toilet flushed. Emaline jumped back from the door and slipped out of the vestibule. Badly as she wanted to see who'd been in the restroom, she found herself walking rapidly toward her office. I should tell someone. But who? And what? I don't know that it has anything to do with work.

      She did her best to put the episode out of her mind, but it stayed there, niggling at her thoughts at odd moments.

      * * * *

      The reception area of BioLogic Laboratories was large, colorfully furnished with teal and tangerine upholstered teak furniture and a rich coffee-toned Berber rug. Three desks sat in a row at the end opposite the entry, so visitors had to detour around to get to the hall leading into the rest of the building.

      The first desk belonged to Mary O'Neil, a buxom woman of indeterminate age, and a crackerjack receptionist. She'd swiveled her chair around and was facing the woman at the second desk. No, I can't have any ice cream. I am so allergic to milk. Why one little sip could kill me.

      Emaline stifled a smile. Mary was, she claimed, allergic to just about everything--except chocolate, cashews, red meat, and expensive mushrooms sautéed in butter. Oh, yes, and most flowers.

      She laid the report draft on Mary's desk. I'll need this tomorrow morning, she said. "The client will be here at ten, and I want a chance to proof it

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