Wildfire at Midnight

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Harper Collins, Nov 25, 2003 - Fiction - 336 pages
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Beautiful but troubled, Gianetta cannot seem to escape her past, her pain, or her ex-husband -- not even in a remote hotel on the Scottish Isle of Skye. One of her fellow guests, however, is also hiding secrets . . . and a skill and penchant for murder.

And now the killer only has eyes for Gianetta . . .

  

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Contents

Section 1
1
Section 2
20
Section 3
38
Section 4
49
Section 5
61
Section 6
78
Section 7
93
Section 8
125
Section 14
201
Section 15
216
Section 16
225
Section 17
241
Section 18
247
Section 19
263
Section 20
270
Section 21
278

Section 9
140
Section 10
153
Section 11
168
Section 12
178
Section 13
188
Section 22
285
Section 23
298
Section 24
304
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Page 244 - Wales. to the third of May. The flame was sometimes elicited by the friction of two pieces of oak, as appears from the following description. " The fire was done in this way. Nine men would turn their pockets inside out, and see that every piece of money and all metals were off their persons. Then the men went into the nearest woods, and collected sticks of nine different kinds of trees. These were carried to the spot where the fire had to be built. There a circle was cut in the sod, and the sticks...
Page 243 - Like the other public worship of the Druids, the Beltane feast seems to have been performed on hills or eminences. They thought it degrading to him whose temple is the universe, to suppose that he would dwell in any house made with hands. Their sacrifices were therefore offered in the open air, frequently upon the tops of hills, where they were presented with the grandest views of nature, and were nearest the seat of warmth and order. And, according to tradition, such was the manner of celebrating...
Page 131 - Streams of wind-torn mist raced and broke round the buttresses of the dreadful rock; against its sheer precipices the driven clouds wrecked themselves in swirls of smoke; and, black and terrible, above the movement of the storm, behind the racing riot of grey cloud, loomed and vanished and loomed again the great devil's pinnacles that broke the sky and split the winds into streaming rack.
Page 243 - So soon as any sparks were emitted by means of the violent friction, they applied a species of agaric which grows on old birch trees, and is very combustible. This fire had the appearance of being immediately derived from heaven, and manifold were the virtues ascribed to it . . ." There is nothing to explain why the fire should have such a nimbus surrounding it.
Page 88 - God, but you startled me! What on earth are you doing down here at this hour?

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About the author (2003)

Mart Stewart is one of the most widely read fiction writers of our time. The author of twenty novels, a volume of poetry, and three books for young readers, she is admired for both her contemporary stories of romantic suspense and her historical novels. Born in England, she has lived for many years in Scotland.

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