portada Killer Holiday: A Killer Wasps Mystery (en Inglés)

Killer Holiday: A Killer Wasps Mystery (en Inglés)

Formato

Libro Físico

Autor

Amy Korman

Editorial

William Morrow and Company

Idioma

Inglés

N° páginas

176

Encuadernación

Tapa Blanda

Dimensiones

20.1x13.5x1.5 cm

Peso

0.16 kg.

ISBN13

9780062431370

Categorías

Ficción: general y literaria
Crímenes y misterio: misterio «tranquilo» («cosy mystery»)
Crimen y misterio: mujeres detectives

Killer Holiday: A Killer Wasps Mystery (en Inglés)

Amy Korman (Autor) · William Morrow and Company · Tapa Blanda

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Reseña del libro "Killer Holiday: A Killer Wasps Mystery (en Inglés)"

Tis the season for mayhem and mystery . . .Kristin Clark and her offbeat crew of Bryn Mawr pals are ready for a festive holiday--one that involves sipping Blitzen's Bourbons by a yule log, hot guys beneath the mistletoe, and a holiday cabaret starring ex-Mafia wife Sophie Shields. But this year, Saint Nick has something more dangerous in store. A stranger dressed as Santa has Kristin's friends on his naughty list. First, Sophie's favorite handbag is blasted by a bullet. Then, Father Christmas shatters local golf-shop owner Chip Delaney's car window with a 5-iron and leaves a threatening note demanding $50,000. When Chip goes missing, the stakes become deadly. Much-hated Powerball winner Eula Morris is also back from a luxury cruise, more boastful than ever and toting a handsome new boyfriend (who looks oddly familiar), as well as a Samsonite filled with gold bars. When the suitcase is snatched, Eula implores Kristin and the gang to track it down. Is Chip on the run, or was he kidnapped? And who stole Eula's gold? The Killer WASPs and Kristin's basset hound, Waffles, are on the case--before this white Christmas turns dark . . .