Dangerous Cravings by Evangeline Anderson

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She cackled softly, shaking her head. Her hair, which was almost as white as her teeth, looked like cotton balls sticking up in wispy puffs. “You don’t scare me, you,” she said at last. “But Tante Jinnie tell you what she hear just the same. ” “No,” Cole and I said together. “Just tell us,” I added, stylus poised over my PDA. ” She nodded gravely. “Tante Jinnie tell you what she know. Long about ten o’clock that night I hear a knocking on her door. ” Cole asked. She shook her head. “No, but one voice be low, maybe a man?

She cackled softly, shaking her head. Her hair, which was almost as white as her teeth, looked like cotton balls sticking up in wispy puffs. “You don’t scare me, you,” she said at last. “But Tante Jinnie tell you what she hear just the same. ” “No,” Cole and I said together. “Just tell us,” I added, stylus poised over my PDA. ” She nodded gravely. “Tante Jinnie tell you what she know. Long about ten o’clock that night I hear a knocking on her door. ” Cole asked. She shook her head. “No, but one voice be low, maybe a man?

I had my hand on the knob, but Alex stopped me. ” There was another one of those glass rectangles in the door above the knob and we peered in, getting a feel for the situation. Inside, the office looked a bit cramped -- there was a plain wooden desk with a chair in front of it, and stacks of books and piles of folders were everywhere -- the ordered chaos of an academic, no doubt. A woman with luxurious sable brown hair and sharp green eyes leaned against the front of the desk. She looked to be in her late forties, but she was in excellent shape.

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