In the town of Rudolph, New York, the Christmas season should make spirits bright, but as the year comes to an end, so does a life, in the fifth installment of this charming cozy mystery series. Christmas has arrived in Rudolph, New York, and Merry Wilkinson is looking forward to a much needed rest. But before that can happen, Luanne Ireland walks through her door. Luanne had asked Merry to help make decorations for her wedding, but has suddenly moved the wedding months earlier and is now demanding that everyone follow her lead, regardless of the cost. But that cost is much higher than anyone anticipated. When Luanne's fiancé is found murdered at their proposed wedding venue, Merry resolves to restore peace and calm to the community of Rudolph. But the closer she gets to the killer, the more personal the case becomes, and Merry begins to worry that a death knell could ring in the New Year. "Plenty of suspects, likable characters, and lots of possible motives add up to a cheery holiday cozy."-- Kirkus Additional Praise for the Year-Round Christmas Mysteries “Delightful…[A] humorous tinsel-covered tale that made me laugh out loud even while keeping me guessing.”—Jenn McKinlay,  New York Times  bestselling author   “Witty writing, an unexpected solution, and truly likable characters ensure that the appeal of this holiday-themed series will last long past the Yule season.”—Kings River Life Magazine“ This is a cozy mystery filled with murder, mayhem, warmth, and Christmas cheer.  What more could you want?”—Carstairs Considers “ Silent Night, Deadly Night  was a delightful treat to jumpstart my holiday reading."—The Genre Minx   “Delany has given us a story full of holiday cheer, an exciting mystery, wondrous characters all in a place I would love to really visit. Its charm just lit up my day. This is one mystery you shouldn’t miss this holiday season.”—Escape with Dollycas into a Good Book   “Vicki Delany does a masterful job of creating an inviting fictional small town that is all about Christmas.”—Open Book Society   “Ms. Delany has started a promising new series with  Rest Ye Murdered Gentlemen .”—Fresh Fiction Vicki Delany is the author of the Year-Round Christmas Mysteries, the Constable Molly Smith Mysteries, and, writing as Eva Gates, the Lighthouse Library Mysteries. Chapter 1   I had not planned on spending the busiest day of the entire year trying to calm a frantic bride.   But on the morning of Christmas Eve, that's what I found myself doing.   Luanne Ireland stared at me across the table, wide-eyed, wanting, needing, my approval. "You're okay with this, right, Merry?"   I sipped my coffee to give myself time to think. She might want my approval, but I knew she'd go ahead whether she got it or not. "'Okay' might not be the right word," I said at last. "But it is your wedding, and you've obviously made up your mind."   She broke into a big smile, let out a sigh of relief, and fell back against her chair. "I'm so glad. I knew you'd be on my side. Once you tell Mom-"   "Me? I'm not telling your mother or anyone else. This was your decision."   "Yeah, I know, but I thought maybe we can sorta pretend it was yours." She gave me a crooked grin. "Mom won't get mad at you."   I shook my head. "Not gonna happen."   "But Valentine's Day, Merry! What could be more romantic? How could I possibly resist?"   I could think of plenty of ways she could have possibly resisted changing the date of her wedding, but I said nothing. The deed was, apparently, done. All was in motion, and I could do nothing but go along with it.   I glanced at the clock on the bakery wall. Nine twenty-seven; my coffee mug was almost empty and my breakfast muffin nothing but a handful of crumbs on a plate. Three minutes remained until my shop opened for the busiest day of the year-Christmas Eve.   I grabbed my bag from the back of my chair and started to get to my feet. "We'll talk about the details later, Luanne. I have to get to Mrs. Claus's Treasures for opening."   "You'll come with me, right? To Mom's, I mean. To tell her. Tonight. To tell them. We can tell Jeff and his family at the same time. They're joining us for dinner. They're staying in Rudolph over the holidays." She twisted the ring on her left hand, and the enormous square-cut diamond caught the light from the overhead lamps and threw sparks across the room. "Jeff and his parents tried to get in at the Yuletide, but they left it too late, and when they went to book, they couldn't get a room 'cause they're full over the holidays, so they're at the Inn on the Square. It's okay, I guess, but not nearly as nice as the Yuletide. That means the wedding news will be even more special now, right? They know the Yuletide's someplace special." Luanne's nervousness was expressing itself in a stream of babble. I had not the slightest interest in the accommodation arrangements of her fiancŽ and prospective in-laws.   I dropped into my chair with an audible thud. "You mean you ha