Vineyard wedding bells are about to chime for J.W. Jackson and Zee Madieras. And Zee's bank account is one hundred thousand unexplained dollars richer, briefly. The bank calls it a glitch, and two days later the windfall has flown. But, coincidentally, the college student lying dead in J.W.'s driveway, done in by a dose of locally grown poison, recently withdrew a hundred grand from her own account. And now, before exchanging vows, J.W. must first match wits with a murderer.
by Philip R. Craig
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