Sample text for Still life / Louise Penny.
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Miss Jane Neal met her maker in the early morning mist of Thanksgiving Sunday. It was pretty much a surprise all round. Miss Neal’s was not a natural death, unless you’re of the belief everything happens as it’s supposed to. If so, for her seventy-six years Jane Neal had been walking toward this final moment when death met her in the brilliant maple woods on the verge of the village of Three Pines. She’d fallen spread-eagled, as though making angels in the bright and brittle leaves.
Chief Inspector Armand Gamache of the Sûrete; du Que;bec knelt down; his knees cracking like the report of a hunter’s rifle, his large, expressive hands hovered over the tiny circle of blood marring her fluffy cardigan, as though like a magician he could remove the wound and restore the woman. But he could not. That wasn’t his gift. Fortunately for Gamache he had others.
Library of Congress subject headings for this publication:
Police -- Qu‚ebec (Province) -- Fiction.
Victims of violent crimes -- Fiction.