Anna's life gets crazier as Christmas rounds the corner. Santa is now her client and she needs to save him from being sent to jail for murder. A secret admirer is leaving her gruesome gifts and her relationship with Aiden seems even shakier. She's got a huge lot to juggle around and getting injured as many times as she does, just does not help. Plus Jared seems to be making moves and no one seems to be able to track him down. Hello, Crazy town! because that's where Ana lives right now.

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Santa Subpoena by Rebecca Zanetti
Book 4 of the Anna Albertini files series. Contemporary fiction with mystery and romance. Best read as part of the series.
Anna is defending Santa against murder charges of killing Santa. Try again. Anna is investigating what happened the night of the Santa Club poker game where one of the members ended up with a knife in his back. Bernie, as one of the Santa club members is found holding the knife. Is the drive by shooting the next day aiming for Anna or Santa?

This multilayered story has twists and humor and passion and shopping woes. And plenty of family.
Consider wearing a winter jacket when reading this book. There is a lot of snow. And ice. Lots of treacherous slippery ice in Idaho.
“It was a power heavy red-high-heel day, but the snow kept coming, so I wore thick boots beneath my black pantsuit instead.”

Thrilling, absorbing, and witty.
All the stars. I love reading about Anna, her family, her legal practice that is more investigation than any lawyers I know, and of course, Aiden. The threat of Anna’s old kidnapper resurfacing adds to the sublime tension and anxiety while she is also ticking gifts off her Christmas list.
Don’t miss this newest addition to the series.

Excerpt
“Florence waited inside a wide entryway with a plastic rain bonnet covering her gray hair and tied beneath her chin. Her galoshes were brown, her dress floral, and her makeup powdery.
She craned her neck to see outside. “That’s one handsome man driving that big truck.”
“He’s being bossy,” I said, shaking snow off my wool coat.
“He could boss me around any time.” She tucked her black pocketbook against her hip. “Is he bossy mean or bossy protective?”
I wiped my boots off on the rough rubber mat. “Bossy protective.”
She patted my arm. “Then I’d let it go, unless he sucks in bed. Then I’d ditch him, even though he looks like that. Is he good in bed?”
I made a strangled cat sound and searched wildly for the elevator bank. Well, elevator duo. I guess two elevators didn’t make a bank. “We should get going.”
She slid her free arm through mine and trod carefully across the tiled floor, her galoshes squeaking and leaving a couple chunks of slush behind. “It’s okay not to talk about it, but I can tell he’s good in bed.” She reached out and poked the button for the third floor.
The whisker burn on my thighs silently agreed with her statement.”
Excerpt From Santa's Subpoena by Rebecca Zanetti ( )