Murder, She Wrote: An Un-convention-al Murder

Murder, She Wrote: An Un-convention-al Murder

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Marta de la Reina is at the top of her game. The foremost crime writer of her generation. She attends the Spain's premier crime writers convention in Barcelona to promote her new mystery novel. Trouble strikes however, when after a shock announcement, someone turns up dead. Apparently murdered in the same way as the victim in her new novel which has yet to be released. Marta becomes the prime suspect and is now in a race against time to prove her innocence. With the help of her biggest fan Fina Valero her Godmother, Jessica Fletcher and her crime writing American cousin Ellory Queen and a whole host of other cohorts, can they discover the truth before all their suspects disappear for good, leaving Marta to take the wrap?
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Veronika Koroleva Petrovna-Moscow's untouchable queen. The wealthiest, most powerful woman in Russia. A name that drips with arrogance, feared as much as it is revered. With a single glance, she ensnares. A presence so sharp it cuts. To her, people are nothing but pawns-disposable, forgettable, irrelevant. Trust is a currency too expensive to waste. Loneliness is not a curse; it is a necessity. No parents, no attachments, no weaknesses. Begging? Pleading? Nyet. That is beneath her. Luciana "La Reina" Monteserra-Madrid's deadliest shadow. A queen of ruin and carnage, cloaked in elegance. Cold. Calculating. Lacking even the pretense of empathy. She does not ask. She takes. What she touches, she owns. What she claims, she keeps. No one defies her. No one escapes her grasp. But Veronika? Veronika was the exception. The one thing she could never own.

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