{"id":252924,"date":"2026-07-13T02:28:26","date_gmt":"2026-07-12T23:28:26","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/a-festive-kill-j-k-ellem\/"},"modified":"2026-07-13T02:28:26","modified_gmt":"2026-07-12T23:28:26","slug":"a-festive-kill-j-k-ellem","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/a-festive-kill-j-k-ellem\/","title":{"rendered":"A Festive Kill – J K Ellem"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Instead, it gleamed like a warning. Todd poured carefully, his movements slow and deliberate. \u201cPhilip will join us when he\u2019s ready,\u201d he said with that same soft smile. \u201cNo sense letting this go to waste.\u201d Janice sat stiffly, twisting her napkin, eyes darting toward the cellar door. \u201cI don\u2019t understand why he\u2019d stay down there.<\/p>\n

He hates the cold.\u201d Todd handed her a glass, the gesture almost tender. \u201cHe just needed a moment, and he wanted to find another bottle of red. Something special he had said to mark the occasion.\u201d \u201cWhat occasion?\u201d Carolyn asked. Morelli took his own glass without drinking from it. Carolyn also left hers untouched. The fire crackled. The silence stretched. Todd lifted his glass. \u201cA reunion.\u201d \u201cA what?\u201d Carolyn shot back. \u201cWhat the hell are\u2060\u2014?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cTodd, please. I want to see my husband,\u201d Janice cut in, mild panic in her voice. He looked at her with genuine warmth, almost pity. \u201cOf course, you do.\u201d When he didn\u2019t move, Carolyn said quietly, \u201cThen let her.\u201d His gaze slid to her. \u201cYou think I\u2019d stop her?\u201d \u201cYou already have.\u201d<\/p>\n

The faintest pause. Then the smile again, perfectly composed. \u201cYou\u2019ve got me all wrong.\u201d \u201cEnough of this.\u201d Morelli pushed out his chair. \u201cI\u2019m going down to check on him. He might need medical attention.\u201d Todd studied him, his expression unreadable. \u201cHow noble. A man of action.\u201d His hand reached for a knife on the side plate. \u201cWhat the hell are you talking about?\u201d<\/p>\n

Morelli said. Carolyn could see Morelli\u2019s jaw tighten, his hands balled into fists. \u201cHmm.\u201d Todd tilted his head. \u201cYou don\u2019t seem like a man of action, Chief. From what I\u2019ve heard, you\u2019re oblivious to the goings on in your own little town.\u201d He looked at Carolyn. \u201cSeems like she\u2019s the one who wears the pants in the relationship.\u201d He tilted the knife. Reflected light dancing across the ceiling. The room’s temperature seemed to drop.<\/p>\n

Carolyn\u2019s pulse thudded in her throat. She recognized the change\u2014the shift from performance to revelation. The mask was slipping. Todd exhaled slowly, as if deciding how much truth to offer. \u201cPhilip\u2019s fine. We had a good talk.\u201d \u201cWhat kind of talk?\u201d Morelli demanded, all too aware that the dinner party was now over.<\/p>\n

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The Erin\u2019s Bay Universe Diagram The Erin\u2019s Bay Universe Also available by JK Ellem Join the Ravenwood Readers Club A Personal Favor For Me! About the Author 1kitap1.com\/en Copyright \u00a9 2025 28th Street Multimedia Group & JK Ellem A Festive Kill work of fiction. Generative AI has not been used at any stage and this work is entirely the author\u2019s. All incidents, dialogue and all characters are products of the author\u2019s imagination and are not to be construed as real.<\/p>\n

Any resemblance to persons living or dead is entirely coincidental. All rights reserved. In accordance with the U.S. Copyright Act of 1976, the scanning, uploading, and electronic sharing of any part of this book without the written permission of the publisher is unlawful piracy and theft of the author\u2019s intellectual property. No parts of these books may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system or transmitted in any form or by any means, or used for AI learning without the prior permission in writing of the publisher, nor to be otherwise circulated in any form of binding or cover other than that in which it is published without a similar condition, including this condition, being imposed on the subsequent purchaser.<\/p>\n

\u00a9 Copyrighted Material 2025 www.jkellem.com All rights reserved 1kitap1.com\/en WELCOME Welcome to Erin\u2019s Bay, a small coastal town with dark secrets where the sea is calm, the streets are quiet, and buried truths linger just beneath the surface. Each novel in the Erin\u2019s Bay Universe is a complete, stand-alone thriller, but many characters, mysteries, and clues echo across multiple stories. If you enjoy discovering how characters and events intertwine, explore the suggested reading order at the end of this book where you\u2019ll discover a hidden tapestry of connected lives, dark histories, and unsolved mysteries woven through the other Erin\u2019s Bay novels and novellas.<\/p>\n

Follow the path to the stories that came before\u2026and the ones still waiting in the dark for you. 1kitap1.com\/en A FESTIVE KILL 1kitap1.com\/en 1kitap1.com\/en 1 AN INVITATION In the distance, Erin\u2019s Bay shimmered like a postcard\u2014too much light, too much cheer. Garland in every window, wreaths fat with fake berries, snow gathering in soft folds along the eaves. Beneath it all ran the hush of the Atlantic, the briny breath of winter sliding through the white-smattered streets. Six months since the Dalton case, and Carolyn still couldn\u2019t breathe cold air without feeling it catch deep in her chest where the scar curved\u2014a pale seam hidden beneath silk.<\/p>\n

The doctors said she was healing. The scar said otherwise. Every stretch of skin or shift in temperature brought a dull reminder of what a scalpel and time could do.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

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