Lady Rample and the Yuletide Caper: Lady Rample Mysteries, #10
By Shéa MacLeod
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A peculiar Christmas party invitation leads our intrepid Lady Rample to Winter Haven and the Yule Manor Inn run by a secretive proprietress who may or may not be a witch, at least according to the locals. What's meant to be a festive event turns into a mystery with a missing host, disappearing Father Christmases, and a blackmailer who may or may not be dead.
Fortunately, Lady Rample has several allies close at hand to help not only with the singing of carols and drinking of celebratory cocktails, but also to unravel the clues to this unusual mystery.
Enjoy the latest Lady Rample Mystery, a warm and funny holiday cozy mystery set in 1930s England.
Shéa MacLeod
Author of the international best selling paranormal series, Sunwalker Saga. Native of Portlandia. Addicted to lemon curd and Ancient Aliens.
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Lady Rample and the Yuletide Caper - Shéa MacLeod
Dedication
For Theodosia who is ever supportive of my writing endeavors.
I hope I have captured a bit of the spirit of Yule.
Chapter 1
A re you sure this is the place?
I just followed the directions Aunt Butty gave me,
I said, staring over the steering wheel.
I didn’t blame Hale for being trepidatious. The hotel was nothing like I’d imagined. I’d also never imagined spending the holidays at a hotel in the smallest village in England, but here we were.
Yule Manor Inn had long ago been a lofty manor house which sat at the edge of what was once no doubt the thriving village of Winter Haven. However, both manor and village had seen better days and were now hardly more than a bump in the road. The buildings, though well kept, looked tired and worn as if one day they might collapse of pure exhaustion.
Other than the inn, there was nothing to Winter Haven except a small village green, a delightfully spooky cemetery, and half a dozen houses. One road in and out, and it was in dire need of paving. There wasn’t even a village sign.
The inn itself was an odd half-timbered and red brick affair—as if someone tried to update the original Tudor architecture and gave up halfway through—with copious gables and greenery sprawling over its doors and windows like it was trying to swallow the house whole. A sign, swaying gently in the slight breeze, depicting a wreath of greenery hung above the front door.
Nice place,
Hale said as he climbed out of my cobalt blue Mercedes Roadster. Looks haunted.
I laughed. Probably is. This is England. I fear we’ve ghosts in every corner of the land. I think we passed a law about it. Come on. Let’s check in and then introduce ourselves to our host.
You don’t know this guy?
"Never met him. I know of him, of course. Everyone does."
I don’t,
he muttered.
That was of course because Hale Davis, my paramour, was an American, and while devilishly charming and incredibly talented, he hadn’t quite grasped the nuances of British polite society. Which was fine. I rarely grasped them myself. Mostly nonsense.
My name is Ophelia, Lady Rample. When my poor husband, Lord Rample—rest his soul—kicked off this mortal coil, he left me several houses and simply oodles of money. Also a title, which I mostly had no idea what to do with. But one muddles along the best one can.
What I did know was that Lord Bryden was a Very Important Person with fingers in many pies. He was the sort of person whose invitations to Christmas parties one did not turn down. Although I was baffled as to why he not only invited me, but Hale as well. Most people assumed Hale was my chauffeur or butler or something. In actuality, he was a jazz musician who played a mean piano. While they may have deigned to invite him if we were married, we weren’t, which made it all the more strange.
No doubt it was Aunt Butty’s doing. She’d insisted we come along, and so we’d driven out of London to Winter Haven on the winter solstice—the first day of Yule if one wants to get festive. So I’d given my maid, Maddie, a few days off and sent her home to spend the holidays with her family. I knew Aunt Butty had done the same for her own maid, Cook, and her butler, Mr. Singh. Simon, the chauffeur, was to drop her off at Yule Manor Inn before heading to his grandmother’s in the Cotswolds.
Should I bring the bags?
Hale asked.
Let’s check in first. I’m sure they’ll have someone to carry in our luggage.
I took his arm and gently prodded him toward the door. It will all be fine. We’ll have a marvelous time. And if not, we’ll apply eggnog liberally.
Somewhere inside, a clock bonged out the hour. It was getting late, and there was a distinct chill in the air—along with a faint whiff of woodsmoke.
Hale opened the door for me, and we stepped inside. The entry hall was a wide space with polished wood floors and diamond-paned windows. It smelled strongly of cinnamon and clove and lemon wax. To one side was a hearth. To the other a set of steps leading up to what looked like a library, perhaps. In the center was a simple, round table on which sat a potted poinsettia. In front of us was a large, walnut check-in desk on which sat a silver tray festooned with wool for snow and several figurines.
I stepped closer only to realize they were little porcelain Father Christmases. They were adorable with their long beards and robes, sacks slung over their backs.
Oh, look,
I said to Hale. This one’s holding a partridge.
And this one has a drum,
Hale said.
They represent the Twelve Days of Yule,
someone said.
I glanced up with a start. A woman stood poised at the bottom of the stairs, one hand braced on the bannister. She could have been forty or sixty, it was hard to tell. A knowing smile quirked her lush red lips. Her hair was ink dark with a single streak of silver at her left temple. Her voluptuous figure was enhanced by an elegant black velvet cross-bodice dress. She moved toward us with an almost hypnotic sway of the hips. There was something very otherworldly about her.
She slid behind the desk and reached over to stroke the head of one of the figurines. Her nails were painted as red as her lips. Lovely little things, aren’t they? And in keeping with the season.
Do you collect them?
I asked.
After eyeing us closely, her smile widened a touch. Not at all. They were a gift from one of the guests. Now, how may I help you?
Ophelia, Lady Rample and Mr. Hale Davis. We’re expected.
Welcome and Happy Solstice.
She turned the guest book to face me and held out a pen. If you will sign here. I am Davina Potts, the proprietress. The maid, Zinnia, will collect your baggage and bring it to your rooms.
I nodded and signed the book. Hale followed suit.
She turned to a set of cubbies against the wall and slid keys out of two of them. If you would follow me, I will show you to your rooms.
She strode toward the stairs with more purpose than when she’d approached and trod upwards with Hale and me at her heels.
Is Lord Bryden here?
I asked. We’re supposed to be his guests.
Not yet,
she said. I’m sure he’ll be along. Sometime.
It was an odd response, but I let it go.
At the first landing, there was an open doorway leading into a large and luxurious library, but I only caught a glimpse before we took the next set of stairs. Those