Just in time for the holidays- a Christmas-themed cozy mystery by Carolyn Arnold!
Christmas is Murder
Carolyn
Arnold
Cozy
Mystery
Do you love Christmas and cozy mysteries?
“Christmas
is Murder” is a touching--and comical--seasonal cozy. It will have you wanting
to stoke the fire and top up that glass of eggnog.
Albany’s
the perfect image of a winter wonderland, and Sean and Sara’s friend Jimmy is
going to be Santa Claus for the upcoming Christmas parade. The trees and
decorations have been selected and the gifts have been purchased. The season
has truly cast its magical spell--until Sean and Sara’s neighbors die in a
horrible house fire.
While the
fire department ruled holiday-related hazards as the cause, Sara suspects
there’s more to it. Her determination to find the truth has her and Sean toeing
the line between what’s legal and what’s not.
As they
sort out fact from fiction, the McKinleys make the final decision about whether
or not they should open a private investigation firm.
Excerpt
Chapter 2
“Marshmallow World”
“Sara.” Sean became motionless,
and speechless, when his eyes fell on what was before them.
“The Wilsons?” She took one step,
but Sean held her arm.
“You can’t go in there, darling.”
The desperation in his eyes said it all—it wasn’t safe or practical.
“Excuse me. We’re going to have
to ask you leave.” A uniformed man approached them. The label on his hat read
Chief.
“Are they okay? Was anybody
hurt?”
A voice came over his radio and
indicated the blaze was coming under control.
The chief nodded to Sara and
gestured for them to move back.
For some reason, even though he
answered in the affirmative, with a nod, she sensed it had more to do with
directing them to the side than denoting good news.
“Who are you two?”
“I’m—” Her voice was shaky and
Sean took over.
“We’re the McKinleys, from next
door. Sean and Sara.”
“What caused the fire?” Sara
asked.
“This time of year we get a lot
of calls.” He gestured to the Christmas lights that dangled from the Wilsons’
eaves like eerie shadows, carrying haunting memories of happier times.
“The Wilsons, are they—”
Plumes of smoke exited the front
window. The firemen kept spraying.
The chief’s crease lines took on
sharp edges. His mouth fell into a straight line. “I’m sorry to say this, but
they didn’t make it.”
“Oh, darling.” Sara turned toward
Sean and he held her tight.
“What happened?” Sean asked.
“They were both found in the
living room. They were rushed away immediately, but the call came en route to
the hospital. For what it matters, I don’t think they suffered. I think they
were asleep on the couch when the fire started and died from smoke inhalation.”
Even though her back was to the
man, Sara sensed his heart was broken over the situation. She imagined his gaze
on her.
“Well, you don’t need all the
details.” His gravelly voice confirmed her suspicion.
“I assume there will be an
investigation into the cause of the fire,” Sean said.
Sara straightened and turned to
face the chief, her shoulder remained tucked under Sean’s armpit, their torsos
as close as possible with their bulky winter coats.
“It’s standard protocol.”
“Did they have any family?
People—”
“Mrs. McKinley, arrangements for
the notification is being made as we speak.”
“We just met them this
afternoon.” The statement fell as a guilty confession, remorse over not knowing
them underscored every word.
“They have a daughter who lives
in town.”
“Please, what is her name?”
“I’m sorry, but I can’t tell you
that.”
Sean tightened his hold on Sara.
“We understand, Chief—I’m sorry, what is your name?”
“Harold Fox.”
“We got it,” a voice called over
the radio.
The men, who were spraying the
front, turned the water off and lowered the hose. The smell of fire clung to
the air. The snowfall that had earlier cast a magical spell had taken on the
weight of loss and sadness.
About the Author
CAROLYN ARNOLD is the
bestselling author of the Madison Knight series, the Brandon Fisher series, and
the McKinley Mysteries. Her love for writing dates back to her teen years, but
her passion was reignited in 2006 when a fellow employee said "tell me a
story." Since then Carolyn has never looked back.
Her
writing has since been compared to New York Times Bestsellers such as JD Robb,
Mary Higgins Clark, Sue Grafton, Michael Connelly, Tess Gerritsen, and more.
Carolyn
was born in 1976 in a rural town of Ontario, Canada, and she currently lives
with her husband and two beagles in a city near Toronto.
For more
information on the author visit https://carolynarnold.net/
Links
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