NO MONEY, NO FRIENDS, NO JOB
THE POLICE THINK SHE'S THE KILLER
QUESTION: WHATEVER WILL SHE DO?
ANSWER: LIKE ANY SENSIBLE WOMAN, SHE REINVENTS HERSELF
Dead broke Grace Cassidy learns that she is made of a tougher fiber than she had thought. With the help of some zany strangers she hires on as the temporary inn sitter, where she bakes, cleans, and entertains as she works her way through the maze of conflicting stories told by the eccentric guests. Her detecting doesn't go quite as she plans, but she muddles her way through and solves the crime.
Grace Cassidy stared at the stranger's body. He was about sixty, pot-bellied, naked, and very dead. She knew he was dead because his skin was the color of concrete. Worst of all, he was lying smack dab in the middle of her bed.
Book 4 is now in progress!
Working title: A CORPSE IN SAGEBRUSH COUNTRY
Grace Cassidy spotted the rattlesnake just as her horse shied sideways, reared and bucked. She sailed skyward then landed face down, dazed and hurting. Her shoulder burned like the fires of hell; her head and neck competed for agony championship. She couldn't breathe, and her head swam.
Sherlock, like Grace, is always in trouble:Blood colored paw prints trailed from the white tile bathroom onto the faux Oriental rug in the bedroom where Grace stood. The cat-feet marks immobilized Grace. She closed her eyes and prayed that she had been claimed by stress-induced insanity, that there were no dark-red blots before her eyes, but a hallucination. A nice long rest in a mental hospital didn't sound too bad. Anything except another dead body in this inn where she worked.
The Corpse Who Walked in the Door - Book two in the Grace Cassidy Series