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The graceful domes of Sacré Coeur, the imposing cathedral of Notre Dame, the breathtaking Tour Eiffel . . . Paris is overflowing with stunning architecture. Yet for Tabitha Knight, the humble building that houses the Cordon Bleu cooking school, where her friend Julia studies, is just as notable. Tabitha is always happy to sample Julia’s latest creation and try to recreate dishes for her Grand-père and Oncle Rafe.
The legendary school also holds open demonstrations, where the public can see its master chefs at work. It’s a treat for any aspiring cook—until one of the chefs pours himself a glass of wine from a rare vintage bottle—and promptly drops dead in front of Julia, Tabitha, and other assembled guests. It’s the first in a frightening string of poisonings that turns grimly personal when cyanide-laced wine is sent to someone very close to Tabitha.
What kind of killer chooses such a means of murder, and why? Tabitha and Julia hope to find answers in order to save innocent lives—not to mention a few exquisite vintages—even as their investigation takes them through some of the darkest corners of France’s wartime past . . .
the bad news about the vandalism in the market put a damper on the rest of our shopping trip however we did perk up a little when we made our last stop at the wine shop or Cav of M nicolah for it was impossible to remain subdued in his presence Madame Shield he cried when we crossed the threshold as if it was some sort of stupendous miracle that she’d appeared he pronounced her name as most French people did like shield and Melle Knight to what do I owe this greatest of honors Madame and Melle his hand gestures were as effusive as his words and the thick gold rings he wore glinted with every movement a trail of cigarette smoke followed from the stub he held between two fingers B M Nicola said Julia beaming we are in search of the perfect bottle of wine for a ve roast she gestured at me and for the F that I intend to make hola what a pleasure it will be for me to help you Madame he gave a little bow M nicolah was Slender and elegant with sleek black hair a long slender mustache and olive skin as his Cav was an actual store and we were inside instead of in the bitter January weather he was coatless his sleeves were rolled up to his elbows and he wore a bright red necktie and a fat silk poppy of the same color pinned to the front of his black sweater vest his shop smelled like cigarette smoke and whatever grew in products he used on his hair and mustache now then first we must find the perfect wine for M shield no he has become one of my best customers over these past months beaming he turned and began to peruse the shelves behind him that’s the truth Julia muttered to me Paul’s been building up quite a wine cellar thank goodness we’ve got extra money from my trust or we’d be broke over how much we spend on food and drink it’s a good thing we mostly eat at two forer restaurants two forer restaurants were those in the mishan guide with a rating of two crossed Forks meaning they were of medium cost and quality Julia laughed joyously practically dancing on her tiptoes we’re so lucky tabs I just want you to be lucky too and I’m so looking forward to tomorrow night’s wine club meeting it’s not just the club they can bring guests too and that’s why you have to come