Byline: Karlyn Barker It is 7:30 a.m., my elegant, privately chartered railroad car has just left Union Station in Washington, and I am one up on Agatha Christie’s Miss Marple: I know someone will be killed before the train reaches New York. Over croissant and orange juice, I discreetly scan the
Publication: Albany Times Union (Albany, NY)
comments off admin | murder mystery |