All Through the Night (Holiday Classics)
Mary Higgins Clark
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Mary Higgins Clark, the Queen of Suspense, celebrates the season with this Christmas classic featuring two of her most beloved characters.
ALL THROUGH THE NIGHT
All of Alvirah's deductive powers and Willy's world-class common sense are called upon as the two stumble into a Christmas mystery. A woman abandons her newborn at a Manhattan church. Simultaneously, a thief is absconding with a treasured artifact, a chalice adorned with a star-shaped diamond. To elude police, he grabs the stroller and disappears. Seven years later, the mother returns to the scene and finds Alvirah and Willy helping neighborhood kids prepare for a Christmas pageant at an after-school shelter. Soon the savvy sleuths set out to solve the puzzle of the missing child and chalice -- and to unmask scam artists threatening to shut down the shelter.
she goes out enough with one or the other of them, she might find out there was something fishy about that witnessing. Anyhow, I'm on my way, but you girls have done a great job. That pageant is going to be terrific. You ought to invite the mayor-let him see what you're doing." The compliment did nothing to put cheer in their wor-ried faces, and when he got home, an equally troubled Alvirah was waiting for him. "I've walked my feet off looking at condos with Eileen Gordon," she said. "Learn
time doing these terrible things to each other. And all the time she was planning to do something terrible to me." That night Alvirah had one of her crime-solving bouts of insomnia. At one in the morning she finally gave up, went out to the kitchen, made tea and rewound her tape from the beginning. Hercule Poirot, she thought. Think like him! At seven, when Willy came out of the bedroom rubbing his eyes, he found a triumphant sleuth. "Willy, I may have a handle on this," she announced with an
ordered, holding up two pieces of paper. "Bessie's signature on the will and then on this-what did you call it?-attestation clause. See there? The ink is different. But they had to be signed at the same time, right?" Henry Brown studied the two signatures. "Definitely these are two different shades of blue ink," he said. "But perhaps your friend Bessie decided her signature on the will, which while totally legible, was written in rather light ink, so she simply changed pens. There's nothing
with the rehearsal." Turning back to Alvirah, she lowered her voice and nodded her head almost impercepti-bly toward Lenny. "That fellow there is Stellina's father. Sit next to him. He's trying to make a good impression on us, so I know he'll talk to you. See what you make of him. I think he's up to no good." Sister Cordelia was right. Lenny did talk-straight through the rehearsal, only interrupting his tale of how he gave up a good1 ob in theMidwest because he missed Star so much but couldn't
away, to be off following up on her suspicions, but it was easier just to finish helping Willy with the presents than to get someone else to do it. Meanwhile, Cordelia and her volunteers were busy passing out candy and soda, although some people had begun to leave. To Alvirah's dismay, she saw that Grace Nunez was about to depart with Jose and Stellina in tow. When she called out to her, Grace bustled over. "Where are you taking Stellina?" Alvirah asked. "I'm gonna drop her off at home for