One by One
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Last published Sun, Aug 9, 2015
You can try and solve a murder-but it might just get you killed.
Becca Fields was blackmailing half of Hailsbury-and it got her killed. To clear her name, Jessamine Carter has to solve her murder.
But a killer can always kill again, and Jessamine is next on the list.
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