Diamonds, Dinner Jackets and Death - Higgs, Steve
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She spent a fortune on the dress. It would have been cheaper to buy unicorn horn, but before she can even put it on, a scream splits the air ... ... and the first body is found. Patricia and her friends are the special guests of the world's third richest man, her benefactor, the Maharaja of Zangrabar. At a banquet thrown to celebrate a new peace treaty between his country, and long-time hostile neighbour, Itarnia, the murder of Itarnia's ambassador does not bode well. To prevent a return to war, Patricia and her team must unravel the clues to find the killer, but there's more going on than a…mehr

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She spent a fortune on the dress. It would have been cheaper to buy unicorn horn, but before she can even put it on, a scream splits the air ... ... and the first body is found. Patricia and her friends are the special guests of the world's third richest man, her benefactor, the Maharaja of Zangrabar. At a banquet thrown to celebrate a new peace treaty between his country, and long-time hostile neighbour, Itarnia, the murder of Itarnia's ambassador does not bode well. To prevent a return to war, Patricia and her team must unravel the clues to find the killer, but there's more going on than a simple assassination, and it might be that even the Maharaja is lying to her. With the clock ticking down, another body appears, but just when she needs to create a distraction, so too do some old friends. Murder, mystery, and mayhem abound as her expensive dress sits unworn in its wrapper. Will she get to put it on? Will she be able to follow the breadcrumbs to the end of this mystery? Under pressure like never before, Patricia and her friends must keep two warring nations apart long enough to find the truth, but the truth in politics is an elusive beast, and there's no telling what the killer's motivation might be.
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At school, the author was mostly disinterested in every subject except creative writing, for which, at age ten, he won his first award. However, calling it his first award suggests that there have been more, which there have not. Accolades may come but, in the meantime, he is having a ball writing mystery stories and crime thrillers and claims to have more than a hundred books forming an unruly queue in his head as they clamour to get out. He lives in the south-east corner of England with a duo of lazy sausage dogs. Surrounded by rolling hills, brooding castles, and vineyards, he doubts he will ever leave, the beer is just too good.