Dear Diary...
Bess, George, and I are actually in Alaska Everywhere you look, there are massive mountains and sparkling deep-blue waters. We re on the maiden voyage of the Arctic Star luxury cruise ship, and my old friend Becca Wright, the assistant cruise director, needs our help. She received threatening e-mails before even setting sail; then, a bloody body turned up in the swimming pool. And when a chandelier came crashing down in the dining room, we thought the Arctic Star may be cursed There are so many passengers on board, I don t know where to begin. But I better hurry; if I don t act fast, this might be everyone s final and fatal voyage
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