before the hotel is full of clamoring guests.”
They climbed the stairs together, with the scent of the glistening fir tree mingling with the aroma of nutmeg and cinnamon rising from the kitchen below.
Once more, Cecily thought, as they turned onto the landing, she had brought a villain to justice. It had been a hard-won battle, with too many missteps along the way.
Her confidence had been shaken. She felt she was losing her edge, and she wasn’t at all certain that if she were to face another villain, she’d be able to outwit him.
Right now, however, she would put all such thoughts out of her mind. It was Christmas, and she had all the time in the world to enjoy it.
Kate Kingsbury
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