The book Timber City Masks (Royce Madison Mysteries Book 1) by Kieran York kept me reading but it seemed to have been marinated, and for too long, in the Poetry Thesaurus. 📚

Eyes never just “met” but would ‘seam’, ‘bridge’, ‘lock’, ‘lace’, ‘target’, ‘tether’, ‘collide’ …

Screen Shot, with text: In the meantime, there was a murderer out there, Royce mulled. Scrambling clues belonged to an interlocking puzzle. Royce's eyes refused to clamp shut. Shakily, she prowled the facts. Apocryphal facts haphazardly stacked. Until the murder was solved, everyone was in danger.
Book cover: Timber City Masks.
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