Aloha, everyone. My name is Laurel McKay. I’m so excited that my best friend, Liz, decided to get married on the Big Island of Hawaii. After a hectic winter, including a snowmobile chase with a crazed killer in Lake Tahoe, I couldn’t wait to fly 2,000 miles across the Pacific Ocean to celebrate her wedding.
As far as I’m concerned, there isn’t a more romantic spot to exchange vows than a sunset ceremony on the beach. Afterward, we all celebrated at their reception, held at Daiquiri Dave’s Lounge, a cliff side restaurant in Kailua-Kona owned by my brother. The location was the perfect setting for a wedding.
Unfortunately, those cliffs also provided the perfect setting for –– murder.
At first, the police thought Keiki, the beautiful hula dancer who worked at the restaurant, had accidentally fallen over the barrier wall, landing on the lava rocks below. But why was she still at the restaurant hours after the reception ended? And who would want to harm the beautiful dancer?
It turns out that many folks held a grudge against Keiki. Suspects walked, swam, four-wheeled, and zip-lined into the story. All with a motive for murder. Then my sister-in-law, Regan, accused my brother of having an affair with Keiki. Which he denied, of course. When the police arrested Dave for murder, I decided it was time to put down my tropical drink, get out of my lounge chair and come to my big brother’s rescue.
With my homicide detective boyfriend stuck on a case back home in California, I gratefully accepted an offer of assistance from my brother’s best friend. Steve is the captain of the Sea Jinx, a vessel that is almost as gorgeous as he is. But I soon discovered Steve also employed Keiki as a dancer on his boat. When I fell overboard during a huge storm, I didn’t know if it was due to a gust of wind or if a member of the crew pushed me over the railing. Thank goodness, those fishermen showed up and rescued me seconds before that huge shark made me his sushi appetizer.
Despite the fact that my vacation was becoming more deadly than the calorie count in my daiquiri, I was determined to get my brother out of jail before we all had to return home. Even if it meant swimming with sharks, getting pushed off a cliff, zip-lining with a murderer, and worst of all –– having my hula video go viral!
It could take a few pots of highly caffeinated Kona coffee to help us solve this case.
Or, better yet, a pitcher full of strawberry daiquiris!
You can read more about Laurel in Dying for Daiquiri, the third book in the “Laurel McKay” mystery series, published by Cindy Sample. The first book in the series is Dying for a Date. Books are available at online booksellers.
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Meet the author
Cindy Sample is a former corporate CEO who retired to follow her dream of becoming a mystery author. Her humorous romantic mystery series features Laurel McKay, a single soccer mom. Dying for a Date and Dying for a Dance, the winner of the NCPA 2011 Fiction Award are set in the California gold country. Dying for a Daiquiri, a 2014 finalist for the LEFTY Award for Best Humorous Mystery, moves the crime scene to the Big Island of Hawaii. This book was definitely the most fun to research! Cindy is a past President of the Sacramento Chapter of Sisters in Crime. She has served on the boards of the Sacramento Opera and YWCA.
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