Seagate and Miner Mysteries book #7
mystery, thriller, police procedurals
CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform; 1 edition
(25 Aug. 2016)
The death of Lake Williams, a former football player at Central Montana State, in his squalid tent in a homeless camp looks to Seagate and Miner like a routine heroin overdose. Soon, however, they discover that someone hired a courier to deliver the uncut heroin, knowing that Lake would shoot up and die instantly. When a second body turns up, and then a third, the evidence points to the head coach and the other leaders of the football program, who appear to be covering up a secret that would destroy the program. When a man comes forward, claiming to have committed numerous felonies on behalf of the program over many years, the detectives don’t know whether he is the killer or merely a decoy in an elaborate misdirection play. In a heart-pounding final confrontation, Seagate and Miner confront the killer—and realize they have walked right into the trap.
You are immediately interested in the death of Lake which opens the book. You think you know what has happened but you don’t know why. And you are drawn into the mystery and want to explore it and find the solution.
Although this was book #7 in the series, I didn’t feel the need to have read the previous ones in order to understand it. The mark of good story-telling in my view.|
Murdered by Words
MidWest Cozy Mysteries
CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
(21 April 2016)
This is supposedly a novel where life imitates art. I just wonder about calling it that as it is a rather obscure quote – from Oscar Wilde, who gave as his opinion, in his 1889 essay The Decay of Lying that, “Life imitates Art far more than Art imitates Life”.
But the story did not live up to this quote.
It is a ‘cozy’ and I found rather reptitive and slow. The sentences were very precise – somehow too precise as it means that the story moved very slowly with out the use of emotional adjectives or humour.
Although the storyline is about an author who writes racy novels – this novel was far from racy – indeed it was staid.
I failed to get invested in the heroine and her life.
he truth about what happened in 1949 went to Paul Fischer's grave... Too bad his body didn't!
Advertising copywriter Leigh Koslow doesn't pack heat--just a few extra pounds. And she doesn't go looking for trouble. When she moved into her cousin Cara's refurbished Victorian house, she wasn't planning on discovering a corpse--certainly not one that had been embalmed ten years before. But as anyone in the small Pittsburgh borough of Avalon could tell her, her cousin's house has a history attached. A history dating back to two mysterious deaths in the summer of 1949.
Someone wants Leigh and Cara out of the house--someone who has something to hide. But that someone doesn't know Leigh's impetuous cousin, and when Cara digs her heels in, Leigh looks to her old college chum, local policewoman Maura Polanski, for help. But the answers the trio find only point to more questions. Were the scandalous deaths of fifty years ago really an accident and a suicide? Or were they murder?
The nearer the women get to the truth, the more desperate someone becomes. Because some secrets are better off kept. Especially when they hit close to home!
So we have Leigh who has trouble keeping a job but is good at writing. And she finds an embalmed body – problem is that this man was supposed to have been buried a long time ago. So the question arises: why isn’t he in his grave?
And then it appears that he was never in his grave – so where was he kept? between his burial and now?
And then it seems the corpse is that of the old owner to her friend Cara’s house – a Paul Fischer – and Leigh’s curiosity gets the better of her.
In the cozy genre this is a fairly typical murder/mystery and light reading.