A SWISS MURDER
Mackenzie I. Jordan
Eloise watched as the moonlight played shadows across the curtains. How long had she been lying like this? Watching, staring between the cracks through her curtains. Maybe she was hoping to catch a glimpse of a wild animal? After all, the hotel she was staying at was tucked away into the swiss alps. So it wasn't such a far fetched idea, right? Animals must roam around here all the time.