Voice of the Corpse - Max Murray

Angela Pusey had sung her last song. At 3:30 one fine afternoon, a small blow to the back of the head cut her off in midnote and a grateful village breathed a sigh of relief. Aside from an outraged music lover, who would've wished the middle-aged spinster permanently silenced? Actually, who wouldn't have?! Until her final breath, the vicious, prying snoop had meticulously collected bits and pieces of other people's lives from scraps of conversation, pilfered correspondence and spying moments. Angela... Zobrazit více