Discover a fiendishly twisty whodunit, starring Bath’s answer to Miss Marple — quirky, chaotic and utterly lovable hotelier Honey Driver.
Life couldn’t be sweeter for Honey, floating around the Med on her own private yacht, with her dishy detective husband Steve.
But dark clouds are gathering on Honey’s perfect horizon. And the forecast looks like murder!
When Honey’s love boat sinks in a freak accident, she has no choice but to return to rain-drenched Bath. But now that Honey needs him, her insurance broker, silver-tongued Norman Glendower, is nowhere to be found.
He’s not at his luxury offices in town and he’s not answering his phone.
Honey could kill Norman for leaving her in this fix. But what if someone got there first?
Behind the gates of leafy Regency Gardens, the exclusive complex where Norman lives, something is terribly amiss. Norman’s mewling cat leads a curious neighbour straight to his dead body!
He’s been bludgeoned and left for dead on the pristine tiles of his designer kitchen. Which of his many enemies was the one to strike the fatal blow?
Honey’s on the case — with a killer watching her every move . . .
Fans of Faith Martin, Jane Adams, Frances Evesham, M.C. Beaton, Clare Chase or Jeanne M. Dams will love this addictive cozy mystery!
MEET HONEY DRIVER
As the boss at a Bath hotel, Honey Driver is in charge one day and washing dishes the next. As a widowed mum, she’s balancing mothering an increasingly challenging teenage daughter alongside a new and budding relationship with local police officer, DI Steve Doherty. As the police liaison for the Bath Hotels Association, she’s supposed to be staying out of trouble . . .
THE SETTING
Nestled in the rolling hills of Somerset, the beautiful city of Bath brims with lovely Georgian architecture, a buzzing cultural scene and the well-preserved Roman baths that give it its name. As the owner of the Green River Hotel, Honey is immersed in the city’s bustling hospitality scene — where gossip flows as freely as the afternoon tea, and scandal is never far from the surface. It’s a honey-coloured haven for tourists — and the occasional criminal element.
