A Body To Die For. G. A. McKevett
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Название: A Body To Die For

Автор: G. A. McKevett

Издательство: Ingram

Жанр: Ужасы и Мистика

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isbn: 9780758255938

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      PRAISE FOR G.A. MCKEVETT AND THE SAVANNAH REID MYSTERIES!

      CORPSE SUZETTE

      “Savannah’s as feisty as ever.”

      —Kirkus Reviews

      MURDER À LA MODE

      “Added to a well-plotted mystery, the very funny depiction of a different side of reality television makes Murder à la Mode a delight.”

      —Mystery Scene

      CEREAL KILLER

      “Food lore, a good puzzle, an exciting climax and cats with their therapeutic purring all add to the fun.”

      —Publishers Weekly

      DEATH BY CHOCOLATE

      “Death by Chocolate is G.A. McKevett at her very best.”

      —Midwest Book Review

      PEACHES AND SCREAMS

      “A luscious heroine, humor, and down-home characters.”

      —Library Journal

      SOUR GRAPES

      “A delicious addition to the series…this cozy is as crisp and sparkling as Villa Rosa’s best white zinfandel.”

      —Publishers Weekly

      Books by G.A. McKevett

      Just Desserts

      Bitter Sweets

      Killer Calories

      Cooked Goose

      Sugar and Spite

      Sour Grapes

      Peaches and Screams

      Death by Chocolate

      Cereal Killer

      Murder à la Mode

      Corpse Suzette

      Fat Free and Fatal

      Poisoned Tarts

      A Body to Die For

      Wicked Craving

      Published by Kensington Publishing Corporation

      G.A. MCKEVETT

      A BODY TO DIE FOR

      A SAVANNAH REID MYSTERY

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      KENSINGTON BOOKS

      www.kensingtonbooks.com

      For Lillyan Rose,

      The newest flower in our garden.

      May you grow and blossom all your days

      In sunlight and love.

      Acknowledgments

      I would like to thank Leslie Connell for her friendship and support, year after year. Leslie, the Moonlight Magnolia team couldn’t function without you!

      I also want to thank all the fans who write to me, sharing their thoughts and offering endless encouragement. Your stories touch my heart, and I enjoy your letters more than you know. I can be reached at: http://www. sonjamassie.com.

      Contents

      Chapter 1

      Chapter 2

      Chapter 3

      Chapter 4

      Chapter 5

      Chapter 6

      Chapter 7

      Chapter 8

      Chapter 9

      Chapter 10

      Chapter 11

      Chapter 12

      Chapter 13

      Chapter 14

      Chapter 15

      Chapter 16

      Chapter 17

      Chapter 18

      Chapter 19

      Chapter 20

      Chapter 21

      Chapter 22

      Chapter 23

      Chapter 1

      “You call this place a ‘health’ club? It looks like a medieval torture chamber. What’s so bloomin’ healthy about it?” Savannah Reid said as she and her friend, Tammy Hart, stepped out of the women’s locker room and into Savannah’s idea of “fitness hell.”

      She shuddered as she looked around the controversial, militaristic gym with its prison-gray walls, bare cement floor, and jungle of sinister-looking workout equipment. Overhead florescent lights sputtered, while a frenetic noise that might have been called “music” boomed around them. The nerve-jarring racket was interspersed with an abrasive, brassy, female voice, screaming at those who were working out to “Go! Go! Go, you tub-o! Move! Move! Move that lard! Work that lazy ass! Don’t you dare stop!”

      The only thing that might even remotely be considered “décor” was an eight-foot-tall poster on one wall, a picture of a woman with flowing blond hair, wearing thigh-high boots and a camouflage-print latex bodysuit. Savannah could only classify her as a cross between a Marine drill sergeant and a dominatrix.

      Savannah elbowed Tammy and nodded toward the sweat-drenched men and women, slaving away at the gleaming steel devices. “They actually pay money to do this…to listen to her mouth, to get insulted and demeaned like that?”

      “They pay big money. Pain doesn’t come cheap in Clarissa’s House of Pain and Gain.”

      They walked to the far end of the room, which was slightly less crowded, and found a couple of machines that were side by side and unoccupied.

      Tammy removed her camouflage-print sweat suit—the club uniform—revealing a T-shirt, shorts, and a svelte, trim body that even Clarissa Jardin would have to declare “nearly perfect.”

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