First Chapter First Paragraph

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"Kirsty Manner drove her Ford Ka past the Lebanese food wholesalers which marked the beginning of the trading estate. She went along the uniformly constructed row of buildings, pulling up in front of the one at the far end just beneath the sign, Ivano King."

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Unknown said…
Hmmm... I think I'd need to read a little more to decide. I hope you enjoy it though.
December 16, 2014 at 3:14 AM
(Diane) Bibliophile By the Sea said…
The intro didn't draw me in, but I might read a few more pages and then decide.
December 16, 2014 at 3:52 AM
Kim@Time2Read said…
There isn't really enough here for me to decide, but it certainly hasn't captured me! Hope you enjoy!
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December 16, 2014 at 7:35 AM
Catherine @ Book Club Librarian said…
Hard to tell where the story is going from the excerpt...

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December 16, 2014 at 7:37 AM
Sandra Nachlinger said…
The book's cover makes me think it's about fashion, so I'm wondering how Lebanese food wholesalers figure into that! I'd keep reading to find out more.
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December 16, 2014 at 8:23 AM
Laurel-Rain Snow said…
You have piqued my curiosity...I would want to know more before continuing. Thanks for sharing...and here's mine: “A FIREPROOF HOME FOR THE BRIDE”

December 16, 2014 at 8:38 AM
Literary Feline said…
The introduction has me curious enough to want to know more about the book. I do love a good mystery. :-)
December 16, 2014 at 10:19 AM
grammajudyb said…
I'm ready to give it a try. I checked out Goodreads for a synopsis. I'm definitely interested.
December 16, 2014 at 6:11 PM
Margot said…
I don't know. The intro doesn't give me much to go on. I'd like to read a little bit more.
December 16, 2014 at 6:39 PM
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