A day in the life of Meera Patel by Leena Clover

The gingham curtains in the kitchen window fluttered in the early morning breeze. Butter sizzled in the pan and I added in the minced jalapenos. A mixture of lightly beaten eggs with a few splashes of half & half went in next. I reduced the heat and gently stirred the eggs. A pile of grated cheddar stood ready to be folded in at the right moment.

“Jalapeno cheese eggs?” Motee Ba asked, coming into the kitchen.

She pulled down an apron from a peg, ready to get my grandpa’s breakfast.

“Pappa’s soft boiled egg is ready,” I told her, pointing to an egg sitting in a cup. “And his toast should be ready now.”

The toast popped up just then. I hit the gong with a flourish, a remnant from my grandpa’s life in the colonies.

My grandpa hobbled in, tapping his cane, demanding breakfast.

My name is Meera Patel and I am a 20 something grad school dropout from Swan Creek, Oklahoma. I had enough of designing networks and warding off evil cyber attacks one day. Now I shelve books for a living. My Dad, a department head at the local university, is not pleased.

Our six bedroom ranch houses the entire family. It’s the famed ‘joint family’ of Indian culture. We didn’t get the brief on separate households. Nah!

I gobbled my eggs and toast and headed out the door before anyone handed me a list of chores. My beat up old Camry started at the first try and I made tracks to my pal Tony’s gas station.

Tony Sinclair is my best friend, and maybe a little more. We haven’t explored that yet. You see, the ‘little more’ never occurs to both of us at the same time. I grabbed the candy bar Tony tossed in the air while he rang up my coffee.

“We on for lunch today?”

I nodded. “Thai food?”

Tony picked up a copy of the Swan Creek Daily.

“Did you read about this? Old lady down by the lake got robbed in broad daylight.”

Our small town is a peaceful place to live in most of the time except for a murder or two once in a while.

“Who got robbed? Does it say?”

“Ophelia something…”

“Oh, she’s in Motee Ba’s Bingo group. Is she alright?”

“She slept through it,” Tony said. “Police are investigating.”

We both rolled our eyes at that. Our local police force leaves much to be desired.

“Maybe you’ll get a call from Stan Miller.”

“I want to stay away from any more sleuthing, Tony. You know Dad’s given me a strict warning. He’ll be throwing me out soon.”

“You can come and live with me,” he winked.

Tony dropped out of law school after a personal setback. He lives with his parents too. We are a pair, aren’t we?

“I don’t see Aunt Reema going against Dad’s wishes.”

Tony’s mother’s from India too. I love her more than Dad’s sister who rules over us from her kingdom in New Jersey.

“If Stan calls, you won’t be able to refuse. Wanna bet?”

My mind was miles away, wondering who was targeting the old and helpless people in town.

The day passed with plenty of shelving. A hefty serving of fiery Red Thai Curry for lunch was the only respite I had from it. I stepped out of the library the moment the clock struck 5 PM.

Five mintues later, I was pulling up in front of Sylvie’s Café and Diner. Sylvie’s diner is a fixture in town. Everyone from absent minded Pioneer Poly professors to grocery store clerks eventually ends up there.

Sylvie hugged me and her husband Jon came out with steaming bowls of gumbo.

“You’re just in time, sweetie.”

My friend Becky came out of the kitchen. Becky works at Sylvie’s full time. I put in some hours there helping them with the new Indian fusion menu.

“I need your help with the fried chicken today. The marinade doesn’t seem right.”

The Masala Fried Chicken is the latest hot selling item at Sylvie’s. I perfected the recipe over summer. It’s all written down for Becky but she insists it needs my magic touch.

“Any word on Ophelia?” I asked Sylvie.

Sylvie is better informed than the Swan Creek Daily.

“She was drugged,” Sylvie whispered.

I tried not to get too excited. I’d promised my Dad to stay away from this kind of stuff. But it looked like I would have to break my promise.


You can read more about Meera in Gone With The Wings, the first book in the NEW “Meera Patel” mystery series.

Author Leena Clover announces a brand new cozy mystery series set in a small Oklahoma college town. Mystery readers will enjoy this culinary cozy murder mystery featuring plenty of yummy recipes like Masala Fried Chicken and Shish Kabob Blue Plate Special.

Meera Patel is back home with the family after she dropped out of graduate school. Now she shelves books for a living and rustles up fusion recipes at Sylvie’s Cafe & Diner. Everything is fine until her old nemesis Prudence Walker floats up in the local pond. Meera is accused of murder! Well, she did publicly declare Prudence would drop dead.

Meera cries foul and screams police harassment. But she has no defense when she is accused of a second crime. Flanked by pals Tony and Becky, Meera puts in the leg work, trying to solve clues and discard red herrings.

Fall in Oklahoma has never been more exciting.

Cozy mystery fans will love this new mystery series featuring an Asian American amateur sleuth. There is a full cast of characters with a professor father, young sibling, old grandparents, loyal friends and a candid glimpse into South Asian culture.

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Meet the author
Leena Clover is the author of the brand new Meera Patel Cozy Mystery Series, starring a 20-something Desi girl as the protagonist. The series is set in a small Oklahoma college town Meera calls home.

Leena Clover offers plenty of clues for her readers so that they can solve the mystery as they read along. Readers can expect a unique look into Indian/ South Asian culture and plenty of yummy recipes.

All comments are welcomed.

August 22, 2017 ~ New Releases

Y is for by Sue Grafton

A Slaying in the Orchard by Gin Jones

Dead on the Bayou by June Shaw

Author Showcase ~ Blessed Are the Peacemakers by Kristi Belcamino

Release: August 15, 2017
Series: Gabriella Giovanni #5
Genre: Traditional Mystery

Gabriella Giovanni has it all. A stunning penthouse in San Francisco. An exciting job on the crime beat. A doting and movie-star handsome husband and a beautiful little girl. So, when she complains about all the travel her husband’s new DEA job requires, she know she has good problems.

But when her husband’s plane goes down in the jungles of Mexico and she is told he is dead, Gabriella thinks things could not possibly get any worse.

She is wrong.

Despite the U.S. government’s attempt to find the wreckage, they come up empty-handed. Gabriella heads to Mexico to trace Donovan’s path to find some answers, and hopefully, some healing.

In the deepest jungles of Mexico, it doesn’t take long for Gabriella to realize she’s in over her head and putting what remains of her life—and everything she loves—at risk.

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About the author
Kristi Belcamino is a Macavity, Barry, and Anthony Award-nominated author, a newspaper cops reporter, and an Italian mama who makes a tasty biscotti.

She writes books featuring strong, fierce, and independent women facing unspeakable evil in order to seek justice for those unable to do so themselves.

Her first novel in the Gabriella Giovanni Mystery Series, Blessed Are The Dead, was inspired by her dealings with a serial killer during her life as a Bay Area crime reporter. She is also the co-author of Letters From A Serial Killer, co-written with the mother of the girl kidnapped and killed by the serial killer who inspired Blessed Are The Dead. Her first YA novel, City of Angels (Polis Books) was released May 2017.

Connect with Kristi at kristibelcamino.com and on Facebook.

September 2017 Releases

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September 1
Murder on Pea Pike by Jean Harrington (Listed and Lethal) *new series*
Trouble in Tallahassee by Claire Matturro (Familiar Legacy #3)

September 4
Deadly Brew by Karen MacInerney (Dewberry Farm #3)

September 5
Trouble is Brewing by Ellie Alexander (Bakeshop short story #1)
Pudding Up With Murder by Julia Buckley (Undercover Dish #3)
Double Trouble in Iowa by Wendy Byrne (Izzy Lewis #2)
Proof of Life by J.A. Jance (J. P. Beaumont #23)
A Tale of Two Kitties by Sofie Kelly (Magical Cats #9)
Death Distilled by Melinda Mullet (Whisky Business #2)
Highland Peril by Amy M. Reade (Malice #2)
Secrets in Death by J.D. Robb (In Death #45)
Dead in the Water by Denise Swanson (Welcome Back to Scumble River) *new series*
Protocol by Kathleen Valenti (Maggie O’Malley) *new series*

September 7
Pigface and the Perfect Dog by Judy Alter

September 8
The Broken Teacup by Lorraine Bartlett (Life on Victoria Square #3)
That Last Weekend by Laura DiSilverio
A Christmas Peril by J.A. Hennrikus (Theater Cop) *new series*
March of Crimes by Jess Lourey (Murder-by-Month #11)
House. Tree. Person by Catriona McPherson
Ring Around The Rosie, A Skull Full of Posies by Fran Rizer (Callie Parrish #8)

September 12
The Devouring by James R. Benn (Billy Boyle WWII #12)
In It For the Money by David Burnsworth (Blu Carraway) *new series*
All the Secret Places by Anna Carlisle (Gin Sullivan #2)
Cat Got Your Secrets by Julie Chase (Kitty Couture #3)
Hair Brained by Nancy J. Cohen (Bad Hair Day #14)
Robert B. Parker’s The Hangman’s Sonnet by Reed Farrel Coleman (Jesse Stone #16)
Enigma by Catherine Coulter (FBI #21)
Body on Baker Street by Vicki Delany (Sherlock Holmes Bookshop #2)
Doom with a View by Kate Kingsbury (Merry Ghost Inn #2)
Shaken, Not Purred by Kelle Z. Riley (Undercover Cat #2)
Chickadee Chickadee Bang Bang J.R. Ripley (Bird Lover’s #5)
Asking for Truffle by Dorothy St. James (Southern Chocolate Shop) *new series*

September 15
Emboozlement by Rich Leder (McCall & Company #3)
Mystic Mistletoe Murder by Sally J. Smith and Jean Steffens (Mystic Isle Mysteries #3)

September 17
Passport to Murder by Mary Angela (Professor Prather #2)

September 18
A Part of the Pattern by L.L. Bartlett (Jeff Resnick #7)

September 19
Whispers of Warning by Jessica Estevao (Change of Fortune #2)
Ax To Grind by Tonya Kappes (Kenni Lowry #3)
An Echo of Murder by Anne Perry (William Monk #23)

September 23
From Beyond The Grave by Daniella Bernett (Emmeline Kirby/Gregory Longdon #3)

September 26
Wagging Through The Snow by Laurien Berenson (Melanie Travis #21)
Dial Meow for Murder by Bethany Blake (Lucky Paws Petsitting #2)
A Place in the Wind by Suzanne Chazin (Jimmy Vega #4)
Death by Eggnog by Alex Erickson (Bookstore Cafe #5)
The Trickster’s Lullaby by Barbara Fradkin (Amanda Doucette #2)
Divinely Yours by Karin Gillespie
Sleep Like a Baby by Charlaine Harris (Aurora Teagarden #10)
This Side of Murder by Anna Lee Huber (Verity Kent) *new series*
Hive of Homicides by Meera Lester (Henny Penny Farmette #3)
Dead and Ganache by Colette London (Chocolate Whisperer #4)
Barking up the Wrong Tree by Jenn McKinlay (Bluff Point #2)
Turkey Trot Murder by Leslie Meier (Lucy Stone #24)
Purring Around The Christmas Tree by Liz Mugavero (Pawsitively Organic #6)
Casualty of War by Charles Todd (Bess Crawford #9)
The Persian Always Meows Twice by Eileen Watkins (Cat Groomer) *new series*

My Musing ~ Deadly Tails by Beth Prentice

Deadly Tails by Beth Prentice is the second book in the “Unleashed” mystery series. Publisher: Gemma Halliday Publishing, August 2017

Chloe McDermott’s life in Westport is pretty close to perfect. She has a good job, a gorgeous boyfriend, Brody, and an adorable little dog, Theo.

But when Chloe receives a gift of an old chessboard from an elderly friend, her perfect life unexpectedly falls apart. Theo is dognapped, the chessboard is stolen, and her friend apparently commits suicide in his home. But when the autopsy reveals a murder, Chloe knows something doesn’t add up, and she suspects the old game board is at the center of it all. She enlists the help of her boyfriend’s hot-headed father and her flamboyantly fabulous BFF to get to the heart of the truth. Can she solve the riddle and find a killer before Theo is added to the body count? Or will she lose her little furry friend forever?

What an amusing book that tickled my funny bone. This fast-paced light whodunit was both entertaining and engaging. The narrative hit the right spot, pulling me in as I had to know what happens next. The mystery was well-crafted with suspects and clues that kept me in tuned to every scene and action. The situations the cast got entangled with was a hoot and I can’t wait for the next book in this delightfully appealing series.

My Musing ~ Blessed are the Peacemakers by Kristi Belcamino

Blessed are the Peacemakers by Kristi Belcamino is the fifth book in the “Gabriella Giovanni” mystery series. August 2017

Gabriella Giovanni has it all. A stunning penthouse in San Francisco. An exciting job on the crime beat. A doting and movie-star handsome husband and a beautiful little girl. So, when she complains about all the travel her husband’s new DEA job requires, she know she has good problems.

But when her husband’s plane goes down in the jungles of Mexico and she is told he is dead, Gabriella thinks things could not possibly get any worse.

She is wrong.

Despite the U.S. government’s attempt to find the wreckage, they come up empty-handed. Gabriella heads to Mexico to trace Donovan’s path to find some answers, and hopefully, some healing.

In the deepest jungles of Mexico, it doesn’t take long for Gabriella to realize she’s in over her head and is putting what remains of the life, including her precious daughter, and her ill mother, at risk.

The fifth book in the acclaimed and Anthony, Barry and Macavity-nominated Gabriella Giovanni Mystery series.

All I can say is WOW! This grippingly enticing read kept me glued to the pages, even venturing into another borough because I just could not stop reading the visually descriptive narrative that had me on the sideline watching in as the events of the moment played out with the characters. The complexity of the various scenes was staged perfectly as both Donovan and Gabriella struggle to stay alive, not knowing the whereabouts of one another. The determination and the pivotal role that they must make to accomplish their goal is so agonizingly fraught, that my heart broke for them, even though Donovan pissed me off. Riveting emotions exude throughout this fast-paced drama that left me wanting more and I applaud the author for delivering a well-executed story that catered to what I love in a suspenseful novel. This is one of the best book in this terrific series and I can’t wait to see where we go next with Gabriella, Donovan and the rest of the gang.

My Musing ~ Brooklyn Wars by Triss Stein

Brooklyn Wars by Triss Stein is the fourth book in the “Erica Donato” mystery series. Publisher: Poisoned Pen Press, August 2017

From the earliest days of the Republic until the administration of LBJ, the Brooklyn Navy Yard was, proudly, both an arsenal of democracy, in FDR’s words, and the creator of 70,000 local jobs. In time it became best known as the scary place New Yorkers had to locate to rescue their impounded cars. And then it came back to life, but not without a war.

A public meeting becomes a battleground over plans to redevelop the once-proud Brooklyn Navy Yard. Local residents clamor for their own agenda in redeveloping 300 acres overlooking a sparkling downtown Manhattan, while business and real estate experts argue and city officials cower. Erica Donato, still writing her PhD dissertation about changes in city neighborhoods, witnesses the shocking murder of a power-broker that night on the Yard’s condemned Admirals’ Row.

Erica uncovers the dead man’s complicated history with the Yard, with his road to wealth and a high-flyer lifestyle, and with his wives and mistresses. When her daughter, Chris, visits her father’s relatives for a family history project, Erica goes along, and learns that the Donato clan was involved in the Navy Yard’s glory days and its slow, politics-ridden death. The story of Aunt Philomena, tall and blond, one of the proud Brooklyn girls who built ships in the Yard during World War II, captivates her. After the U.S. victory these women were told to give their jobs back to the men coming home. Philomena, so strong, so happy, mysteriously faded away and died young.

Under pressure to drop her chapter on the Naval Yard and finish her PhD dissertation on a final deadline, as well as from the police to step aside for safety, Erica once again discovers “what’s past is prologue” to murder. . .and to her life.

This is one of my favorite series that features my favorite borough. . .Brooklyn. Erica finds herself in the wrong place at the wrong time and this is where this adventure takes us. From the streets of Brooklyn to Buffalo and back again, the fast-paced drama took me on a journey that I did not want to see end. The history the author presented intertwined nicely with the mystery on the page, keeping me enthralled in all the small detail. The author did a great job in ratcheting up the suspense with some key elements that enhanced the telling of this tale. Mixed into all of this is the personal drama that Erica must deal to keep her life on track. With a great cast of characters, enticing dialogue and of course the perfect backdrop, this was the best book in this terrific series. I can’t wait to see where we go next with Erica and her friends.

A day in the life of Matt Jorgenson by Michele Drier

The day my dad’s caregiver called and told me my dad couldn’t remember how to button his shirt was the day I had to make one of the hardest decisions.

He’d developed Alzheimer’s gradually and over the past three years had been able to live in his home with a caregiver. The disease was too great now and he needed to be moved into a Memory Care facility. Locked doors, twenty-four-hour care.

This meant he’d be abandoning the home in Bakersfield that I’d grown up in, the home that my dad built for his family, my mother and me. I moved away better than a decade ago, heading for law school and a career in San Francisco, shaking the dust of the Central Valley off my shoes and not looking back. As much as I loved him, I couldn’t give up my life in the Bay Area, particularly now that I’d met Jennifer.

Alzheimer’s, the concern for my father and the gnawing fear that I may be headed for the same diagnosis, terrified me. When I heard about a memory chip that could augment your memory, maybe bring back forgotten parts of your life, I jumped at it. Now, I’m thinking it may have unintended consequences.

The other night, I was out in a North Beach bar with some friends when a woman smiled at me. I smiled back and asked the waitress to bring her a drink. As I went over to talk to her, another guy, a drunk from the end of the bar came over. I said, “Leave the lady alone. She’s not interested.”

“And who are you? Her guardian?” The guy took a step towards me and raised his hand.

I pushed the hand away and twisted the guy’s arm up behind him. “What part of leave her alone didn’t you understand?” I poked him in the ribs. Not a hard punch, just enough that he whooshed out a breath and staggered.

Now Brian, Stan and Artie were up, surrounding me to keep the other drinkers and the bartender from seeing anything. “Come on, pal, let’s get some air.” Artie put an arm around the guy’s shoulder and he and Stan walked him to the door, talking all the time about how he’d had too much to drink.

“What was that all about?” Brian watched me, an odd expression on his face. “I’ve never seen you make any moves like that. You’re a lover, not a fighter.”

“I don’t know, man. I had this feeling, this anger, come up from my gut.” I sucked in a deep breath. “Something about that guy and his cheezy moves made me see red.”

I turned to the woman, stuck out my hand. “I’m sorry if I frightened you. I don’t usually meet a woman like this. I’m Matt and this is Brian.”

The blond didn’t take it. She turned to her friend, said, “Let’s go,” picked up her purse and went out the door.

Not a night to remember, and I have strange dreams now, violent dreams of hitting people, breaking things, lashing out with anger I can’t control.

With my dad on his way to a facility that he’ll never leave, and me with dark and dangerous dreams, I worry that Alzheimer’s isn’t the only thing I have to fear.


You can read more about Matt in Ashes of Memories, a psychological thriller.

Getting what you wish for can bring unintended circumstances. Jennifer in New York and Matt in San Francisco worry that they’re losing their memories. Jennifer from an earlier trauma and Matt while watching his father succumb to Alzheimer’s. After finding a new medical technology designed to help people with cognitive disorders, they independently track down a grey-market supply, but when they meet they find unknown terrors.

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About the author
Michele Drier was born in Santa Cruz and is a fifth generation Californian. She’s lived and worked all over the state, calling both Southern and Northern California home. During her career in journalism—as a reporter and editor at daily newspapers—she won awards for producing investigative series.

She is the president of Capitol Crimes, the Sacramento chapter of Sisters in Crime, and the co-chair of Bouchercon 2020.

Her Amy Hobbes Newspaper Mysteries are Edited for Death, (called “Riveting and much recommended” by the Midwest Book Review), Labeled for Death and Delta for Death, and a stand-alone thriller, Ashes of Memories, published in 2017.

Her paranormal romance series, The Kandesky Vampire Chronicles, was the best paranormal vampire series of 2014 from the Paranormal Romance Guild. The series is SNAP: The World Unfolds, SNAP: New Talent, Plague: A Love Story, Danube: A Tale of Murder, SNAP: Love for Blood, SNAP: Happily Ever After?, SNAP: White Nights, SNAP: All That Jazz, and SNAP: I, Vampire.

Visit her Facebook page, her website www.micheledrier.com or her Amazon author page,

All comments are welcomed.

A day in the life of Lizzie Jones by Sally J. Smith and Jean Steffens

It’s been said Lizzie Jones is the very definition of an animal lover. My being a veterinary science student, a pet sitter, and volunteering at the vet clinic have made that accurate.

I’d taken extra time getting ready before heading to the clinic because my boyfriend, Tino Morales, was picking me up for lunch to celebrate his mamá’s birthday at the Lobster Pot. For the occasion, I’d worn my best and newest jeans and favorite blue sweater.

I was in the clinic’s back room, just about to put on a smock, when an agitated cry came over the intercom. “Lizzie, come quick!”

I bolted to the front. Holly, the receptionist, held the door open as Peter Buckley rushed in carrying Horatio, his German short-haired pointer.

“Lizzie,”—Peter thrust the big dog at me like the sixty-pound brute weighed no more than a sack of potatoes—“he’s hurt.”

Peter’s momentum and the weight of the dog staggered me, but I managed to stay upright, stumbling sideways like a drunken sailor before heading to an exam room.

“What happened?” I asked.

Peter fell in step beside me. His voice quivered. “We were out hunting. He went into the pond after a bird and came out bleeding—tree branch or something else cut him.”

Horatio was sopping wet and covered in mud from his nose to the tip of his tail, and since he was now plastered up against me, I was sopping wet and covered in mud too. His injured and bloody hind leg was up against my belly.

The dog shook and panted, whimpering deep in his throat. He tried to lick my face. Poor guy. My heart went out to him and Peter too.

Peter helped me lay Horatio gently on the table.

Horatio began to scrabble, trying to gain purchase on the slick stainless steel. I could see the gash on his right hind leg—trying to clot but still oozing.

Peter’s hands trembled as he tried to calm his dog.

“Doc Whitaker will take care of him.” I laid my hand on his, barely finishing before the door opened and Dr. Adam Whitaker, blond and movie-star handsome, rushed in.

He took a brief moment to question how the injury had been sustained then bent low over the dog. “Hold him for me, Lizzie.”

Poor Horatio went crazy trying to get up, like maybe he’d make a break for it. I spread myself over him. Adam examined the cut.

Now I was covered in mud and slime, and as I struggled with the terrified squirming dog, I caught a whiff of myself. I reeked of stagnant pond scum and wet dog.

Eventually Horatio’s leg was stitched up, and he was settled into a kennel until the anesthesia wore off.

I was heading to clean up the exam room when Tino walked in.

I couldn’t help noticing he looked great—hair perfect, face smooth and clean-shaven. He wore a pair of black jeans and a crisp white-collared shirt under a khaki blazer.

I spread my arms to display my favorite blue sweater and newest, best-fitting jeans in all their mud, blood, and dog hair and saliva glory.

“There was an emergency,” I said simply. “I. . .I. . .I’m so sorry. I know this day is important to you, and I feel like I’ve let you down.”

I was stone cold crazy about Tino Morales, my hot as a chili pepper, gentle as a Buddhist monk Latino, and the idea of disappointing him stung.

There was no way I could join Tino and his family. In my smelly, sorry state, I didn’t figure he’d even want me riding in his car.

“Let me down?” Tino stood blinking his beautiful brown eyes at me, his smile never wavering. “How can you think that? How’s the animal?”

“He’s doing well.”

“That’s good.”

Doc Whitaker walked out, quickly sizing things up. “Peter came in before you could change?”

I nodded.

“And you had plans for lunch?”

I nodded again.

Tino started to speak, but Doc Whitaker beat him to the punch. “Tino, how would you feel about escorting a woman dressed in scrubs to lunch?”

Tino grinned. “Scrubs? Lizzie’s beautiful no matter what she’s wearing, even mud and dog hair.”

My heart swelled.

“Lizzie,” Adam said, “why don’t you go in the back for a quick shower and pick out one of the newer sets of scrubs. That way Tino can show you off for the kind-hearted woman you are.”

“Do we have time?” I asked Tino.

“Of course,” he said.

Later when we walked into the Lobster Pot, Tino’s family was already there. No one seemed to notice the scrubs with puppies all over them—no one but the waiter.

He asked, “And what can I get for you, Doctor?”

I began. “Not doctor.”

Tino finished. “Not yet, but soon she’ll be the best veterinarian in the state.”

I leaned over, kissing him.

“Nice,” he said. “BTW, you look adorable in those scrubs.”

“Well,” I said, “at least I smell better.”


You can read more about Lizzie in Divas, Diamonds & Death, the 15th book in the “Danger Cove” (Pet Sitter) mystery series.

This little piggy may not be coming home.

This little piggy went to market. This little piggy stayed home. And this little piggy got kidnapped, and her diamond collar was swiped, and then there was a murder and false accusations. . .and. . ..and. . .oh my goodness!

Pet Sitter turned sleuth, Lizzie Jones is excited about the upcoming Second Chance Animal Rescue fundraiser. The celebrity draw, Sabrina Ramirez, is a pet psychic famous for her TV show The Critter Communicator. Sabrina arrives with her entourage that includes Rosie, an adorable teacup pig that Sabrina treats like royalty, Sabrina’s buff bodyguard, her devoted nephew, and unexpectedly, her estranged ex-husband.

When Sabrina needs a pet sitter Lizzie is thrilled to take on the job. That is until the little piglet is pignapped on Lizzie’s watch—along with her diamond collar! But things go from bad to worse when the fundraiser turns deadly and Lizzie’s granddad is high on the murder suspect list. Lizzie jumps headlong into clearing her granddad’s name and finding the pignapper and the killer. Are they one and the same, or is she looking for two separate types of swine? And will she find them first. . .or will the killer be the one frying Lizzie’s bacon?

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Giveaway: Two readers selected at random will receive their choice of any of Jean and Sally’s books (e-book, everywhere or print, US only). Leave a comment below for your chance to win. The giveaway ends August 21, 2017. Good luck everyone!

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Meet the author
Sally J. Smith and Jean Steffens, are partners in crime—crime writing, that is. They live in the Valley of the Sun in Arizona, awesome for eight months out of the year, an inferno the other four. They write bloody murder, flirty romance, and wicked humor all in one package.

Connect with them at smithandsteffens.com, on Facebook, and on Twitter.

All comments are welcomed.