Three
cases. One body. Zero chance of staying out of trouble.
Something Prowling in Paradise Park comes out March 2.
Former international war correspondent Kate
Tessler never imagined she’d become an amateur sleuth, much less be
pursuing her PI license with her sister. But now that she’s home in Arizona,
she can’t resist employing her investigative skills to untangle the next
small-town mystery with an unusual cast of friends.
This time, her senior pals introduce her to the
Standishes, snowbirds who came home early only to find strangers living in
their house—with forged lease papers and a lot to hide. With legal eviction
requiring months and money, Kate and her found family start digging into the
squatters’ pasts to find any dirt they can use.
Meanwhile, her boyfriend’s teenage sons bring
her a case of their own: a rash of dog thefts sweeping the
neighborhood. Then a late-night stakeout ends in a shocking discovery—a dead
body. Was it a freak accident… or a murder?
Filled with twists, humor, and heart, Something
Prowling in Paradise Park delivers the perfect blend of cozy
mystery, female sleuth suspense, and found-family crime solving. Fans
of J.A. Jance, Elly Griffiths, and Ann Cleeves will love this
page-turner set against Arizona’s sunbaked secrets.
In
The Accidental Detective humorous mystery series, a witty
journalist solves mysteries in Arizona and tackles the challenges of turning
fifty. These quirky, cozy mysteries with a women sleuth are perfect for fans of
suspenseful whodunit murder mysteries with high stakes and humor. Book 1 has a
4.2-star rating on Goodreads with over 600 ratings.Readers say: “This is a
remarkably enjoyable start to a brand new cozy mystery series.” ~Books a Plenty
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“Readers will
enjoy this new cozy mystery and eagerly wait for more sleuthing with Kate and
the Coffee Shop Irregulars!” ~Reading is my Superpower
“This
is a fast-paced book that keeps you thinking. It’s a great jump start for this
new series. I will anxiously await the second book.” ~Socrates’ Book
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Chapter 1 Excerpt:
I answered the phone. Without so much as a greeting, my sister said, “Clarence wants a team meeting this evening.”
“I have plans.” At Jen’s disappointed sound, I added, “But there’s no reason you can’t get started without me.” In fact, the best thing about having enthusiastic assistants was getting them to do tedious research while I focused on other things.
“What do you have to do tonight that’s so important?” Jen asked.
“Dinner at Todd’s.” Some people called Todd Paradise “Mayor.” I occasionally called him “sweetie,” though never in front of Jen.
“Ooh, dinner with your boyfriend tonight. Did you get permission from Dad to stay out all night? Are you packing your sexy undies?” Yeah, that’s why we kept the endearments private. She was one breath away from making kissing noises.
“I’m really looking forward to it.” I waited just long enough for her to come up with another teasing comment but not long enough for her to speak. “Because Finn and Alec invited me.”
“His boys invited you? Is that … does that mean …?”
I rarely get Jen stumbling over her words that way. I never get her speechless. I savored that for a moment, but not so long that she got her brain and mouth working again.
“They want to consult with me.”
“Huh.” She paused. “Like, consult with you about becoming their new mom?”
“No!” I laughed. “Todd and I aren’t there yet. And even if we get there, I don’t think we’d do anything about it until the boys graduate high school.” They were fifteen and seventeen now, so it wouldn’t be too long. Well, depending on how long you considered three years. Until recently, I’d moved multiple times per year. Now three years seemed like a safe distance before having to make big decisions about our relationship.
Jen gave a little gasp. “Like, consult with you about something mysterious and criminal?”
“I think so. They didn’t specify, but they know what I do.”
I’d first met Finn and Alec when I was investigating an anonymous claim that Todd was taking bribes. I’d told Todd, because I’d suspected a political enemy of his was trying to make him look bad, and I was right. Alec and Finn had admitted they’d been getting bullied via email, which turned out to be related. We’d seen each other quite a few times in the five months since then, but they’d never invited me to dinner before.
I sure hoped they wanted advice on something criminal, or at least journalism help, and weren’t planning to ask about my intentions with their father. I’d much rather deal with a good crime.
Being in a real relationship was still new to me and a little unnerving. Previously, I’d traveled the world as a war correspondent, often moving every few months. Anyone I dated assumed, as I did, that it was temporary, until one or both of us headed to our next assignment. Now I was trying to embrace a new lifestyle, one with a permanent residence and family nearby. Living with my father in the house where I’d spent my childhood might not make me feel especially grown-up, but I had plenty of adult stuff to deal with, what with menopause and retirement planning.
And now, apparently, a relationship that could actually lead somewhere. We were too busy to see each other more than a couple of times a week and had yet to talk about The Future, but things were going well, as far as I could judge with my limited experience.
Jen sighed. “Are you sure I can’t come?”
“What about Clarence? Don’t you want to know what he has for us? You even get to be in charge.”
“You just don’t want to deal with Clarence and Arnold.” She wasn’t entirely wrong. Dad’s friends might be around eighty, but they were as destructive as unsupervised toddlers on a sugar high.
“You’re just so good with them,” I said sweetly. “It must be all those years of mothering.”
She grunted. “They’re way more trouble than my teenagers though.”
She sounded a little sad. Her oldest had just graduated high school. Both her kids had summer jobs. Soon they wouldn’t need her much anymore. As a good sister, the least I could do was provide some troublesome seniors as a distraction.
“It’s exciting that we might have two cases at once,” I said. “Complain and you shall receive, I guess.” A couple of days ago, Jen had whined about being bored. I had articles to write, though I’ll admit that wasn’t quite as exciting as investigating.
“Yeah, but don’t try to foist all of Clarence’s stuff off on me.”
“I won’t.”
Good thing I like to be busy. Some people (cough my therapist cough) might suggest that’s because I don’t want too much time to think about the future. I disagree. I don’t want too much time to think about the present. I spent thirty years chasing stories and desperately trying to get them written and filed on time. It wasn’t fun waking up in the hospital with a damaged body and nothing to do but think about how I’d gotten there and how little I was prepared for the realities of aging and injury.
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Kris
Bock
writes mystery, suspense, and romance, often with smart, snarky heroines
finding adventure (sometimes against their will) in the Southwest. She lives in
New Mexico where she enjoys hiking with her spouse and
playing with their ferrets.
In
the Reluctant
Psychic Mystery series, a quirky loner who can read the history of any object with her
touch gets drawn into mysteries at the museum of oddities where she works. In
the
Accidental Detective humorous mystery series, a witty
journalist solves mysteries in Arizona and tackles the challenges of turning
fifty. Kris’s romantic
suspense novels include treasure hunting, archaeology, and intrigue. Readers have
called these novels “Smart romance with an Indiana Jones feel.” She is also the
author of the Furrever
Friends Sweet Romance series and the Accidental
Billionaire Cowboys series.
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