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With her new café thriving, Quinn is trying to keep up with the bizarre twist her life has taken. But when her best friend Toni's cousin shows up with a suitcase, a mysterious man, and a risky request, Quinn makes a decision that lands her in hot water. Things take a turn for the worse when the police arrest the cousin for murder. Faced with a slack sheriff, a growing list of suspects, and a missing fortune, the two midlife friends dive into the investigation while Quinn grapples with the moral implications of enlisting her unpredictable ghostly companions to uncover the truth.

Pemberley, 1799. When Miss Georgiana Darcy attempts to escape an unwanted marriage proposal, she isn’t expecting to end up quite so far from home. But after encountering a mysterious object in the nearby woods, she finds herself transported almost two hundred years into the future. Saltram, 1995. At a grand country house where a film crew are busy shooting the latest Jane Austen adaptation, a terrible crime has been committed. And Miss Darcy – newly arrived, impeccably dressed and thoroughly confused – is the only witness.

There’s nothing unusual about a young bride entrusting Mandy Dyer with her wedding dress. Mandy runs a dry cleaners—her customers bring in gowns all the time. But when Mandy realizes the bride-to-be is marrying her womanizing ex-husband, she sees red—especially when she discovers the bride stabbed to death in her bridal suite. With Larry as the prime suspect, Mandy is up to her neck in her ex’s dirty laundry once more. Only this time, the stink of it is even worse.

Learning her dear friend and valued customer Thelma Chadwick is dead is one thing, but when Denver dry cleaner Mandy Dyer discovers the sweet old woman left her a cryptic message and a bag of clothes that Mandy has never seen—nor cleaned—she is awash in suspicion. Thelma knew Mandy had a hand in solving mysteries in town—Was she asking Mandy to use her sleuthing skills to find her killer? And if so, were the unusual buttons that covered the dresses Thelma left in her care some kind of clue?

Mandy Dyer is more than ready to give up her second career as an amateur sleuth. After all, she has an in-demand dry cleaners to run! But when her cousin Laura comes in and asks for Mandy’s help locating a coat she lost in a restaurant, Mandy can’t say no. Besides, it seems like a fairly harmless investigation—until a hit-and-run driver nearly takes Laura out. And when Mandy heads to Laura’s apartment to cheer her up while she heals from a broken leg, Mandy is suddenly attacked by an unknown assailant.

Rory's in a tight spot. Technically, she's in a lab refrigerator, hiding for her life. Who just stormed the primate facility with a gun, leaving the lab tech Andy shot through the neck, dead in a pool of his own blood? For Rory, survival consists of folding herself into the only hiding place available to live another day, affording her the opportunity to search for answers to the violence raging around her. And of course, the mystery of her missing research chimpanzee.

It's 1964 in the tiny town of Eastport, Maine, and Billie McCadie is bored to death. She's surrounded by dull people with more manners than sense, and no sign of the intrigue or romance that fills her beloved novels. That is, until an engagement ring and cryptic love letter turn up, addressed to 'Gertrude'. Until she meets yacht-club handsome Avery Webster. Until the unsettling phone calls and visits from a man in a fedora begin. Until she's one of the last people to see Gertrude alive . . . and the first to see her dead.

Charlie Hunter does not like Christmas, especially the lead into it—cooking endless servings of Christmas dinner. So when she is asked by Graeme Strickland, Michelin-starred chef, egomaniac and friend, to help out in a hotel restaurant in Edinburgh’s New Town, for a fortnight, she accepts with alacrity. The Head Chef, David Jenkins, is a very old friend of Strickland’s, and the job entails covering temporarily for a sous chef position, while Strickland provides cover for Charlie, gratis, in the Old Forge Café.

Plenty of people consider Margaret Finch odd. Six-feet-tall and big-boned, she lives alone in a small cabin in the woods, drives a 20-year-old truck, and schedules her life so precisely you can tell the time and day of the week by the chore she is doing and what she is wearing. But the same attributes that cause her to be labeled eccentric—an obsessive attention to detail and the ability to organize almost anything—make her invaluable in her job as Research Assistant II to a talented and charismatic botanist.

Elsbeth, Karin und Ursel sind seit Ewigkeiten befreundet und genießen nun ihren Lebensabend in einer hübschen Jugendstillvilla am Schönberger Ostseestrand ...

When Charlie Boardman and his beloved Staffy, Ruby, stumble across a corpse in the woods, the sleepy coastal town of Framstone is rocked by the discovery that the local pub landlord has been murdered. Charlie and his fellow dogwalkers take it upon themselves to try and sniff out any clues that might help the local police with their investigation. But what begins as idle speculation and gossip quickly becomes something more sinister, when Charlie starts receiving anonymous threats warning him off the case.

With just four days til Christmas, Nick, an investigative journalist, is desperate to get home to his wife and baby daughter. But when his frozen car stutters to a stop, Nick struggles over white fields to the distant glinting lights of a small hotel. Welcomed in from the cold, he meets the other guests. English rose Penelope and her wealthy American husband, basking in second-chance love. Matilda, an elderly widow, reminiscing about holidays past with her now-scattered family. And wistful Violet, recovering from heartbreak. But Nick’s relief at finding shelter is short-lived.

Faith has a lot on her plate as she attempts to solve a Depression Era murder while trying to clear her husband’s name after he is accused of a heartless theft. Poignant, suspenseful, puzzling, and all-around marvelous, The Body in the Gazebo is cozy culinary mystery at its very best—complete with a resolution that would make Dame Agatha Christie proud.

Caterer Faith Fairchild and family are living in one of historic Cambridge, Massachusetts' venerable Brattle Street houses while the Reverend Tom teaches a course at the Harvard Divinity School and does some soul searching—is his Aleford parish his true calling? One night in downtown Boston, Faith is startled by a face from her past. It's Richard Morgan, a former boyfriend from her life as a single woman in Manhattan. Then something occurs that turns a pleasant sabbatical into a nightmare—Faith discovers a diary that reveals an unspeakable horror.

Faith’s catering business has been slow with the downturn of the economy, so when her friend Patsy Avery proposes that she take over the café at Aleford’s Ganley Art Museum, it seems like a not-to-be-missed opportunity. And Patsy has an ulterior motive—she discovers that the Romare Bearden piece she lent the museum has been switched with a fake and wants Faith to snoop around to find the culprit.

Caterer Faith Fairchild has a bad feeling about her father-in-law's decision to celebrate his seventieth birthday with a family reunion ski week at the Pine Slopes resort in Vermont—the Fairchilds' favorite getaway since Faith's husband, the Reverend Thomas Fairchild, was a toddler. At first, her unease seems unfounded—until Faith comes across a corpse on one of the cross-country trails, the apparent victim of a heart attack. Then one catastrophe follows another.

It's Christmastime, and the Fairchild family is spending the holidays on idyllic Sanpere Island in Maine while the Reverend Thomas Fairchild recuperates from surgery. His caterer wife, Faith, is rejoicing in the rare, holiday family-time together—watching ice boaters, snowshoeing, and doing plenty of reading in front of the fire. But Faith's high spirits are dampened when she discovers the body of a young woman in an antique sleigh in front of the Sanpere Historical Society. The victim, Norah, was a teenage drug addict who apparently died by her own hand.

Nothing spoils a romantic evening with the hottest detective in town like stumbling upon a body. Oh. My. Bad. Luck. But, hey, I'm Ellie Hart and lately murder follows me everywhere. Seeing the body was more than enough mayhem for me, but unfortunately, the prime suspect threatens to blackmail me into helping clear her name. Now I have no choice but to find a missing clue. With the clock ticking and questions piling up, it looks like I might not get to collar the criminal. But my luck might not be over.

Bonne nouvelle pour le Club des amateurs de romans policiers ! Quatre nouveaux membres viennent en effet de rejoindre ses rangs. À cette occasion, Alicia, Lynette et leurs acolytes organisent un séminaire dans un grand lodge isolé au milieu des montagnes. Nos amis ont décidé de partager leurs sentiments sur le célèbre roman d'Agatha Christie, Ils étaient dix. Si celui-ci a tout pour faire l'unanimité, certains pensent néanmoins que l'intrigue n'est pas très originale. La romancière en a effectivement écrit de plus insolites que ces dix personnes enfermées avec un meurtrier dans un lieu retiré.

Mix a murderous cat with a goofy corgi. (Ignore any hissing. That definitely probably means the two ingredients are blending amazingly well.) Then add a landlocked cemetery allegedly peppered with gold-stuffed coffins. Whisk in a gravekeeper convinced a family curse forever dooms her to lose any man she loves. Marinate with a ridiculously charming special agent whose muscles and lopsided smile make her forget said curse. Toss in a pinch of mystery courtesy of an old, coded treasure map and crank up the heat. Broil, baby!