This is one of the Wine Country Mysteries featuring winery owner, Lucie Montgomery. In this story, Lucie’s college friend, Rebecca, whom she hasn’t seen in 12 years, invites Lucie to Washington, D.C. She is looking forward to seeing Rebecca, but can’t help but wonder why she contacted her all o...
Following the success of The Merlot Murders, Crosby returns with another tale of suspense set amidst the vines of the Virginia wine country.
A few years back I read a cozy mystery involving wine, and a vineyard. when I found this book, I was afraid it might be the same book, but after reading it, I realized that it was not. It was very close, but not the same place or time or storyline.I am not a big wine drinker, although the older I...
she said. If she’d picked up on the tension that still hung in the air, she chose to overlook it. “Katya, we have a volunteer standing by to drive you back to your hotel whenever you’re ready. And, Sophie, Luke’s gone back to the mansion to have another look around. One of the security guards mov...
The door slid open and I stepped in. I leaned against the wall and closed my eyes. Now what? The exit to the restaurant brought me outside to a small landing at the top of a flight of stairs overlooking a busy intersection. Just across the street wa...
The fox had frightened me. This made me mad. When I found out who did it, they would pay. The paint continued for about twenty feet along the left wall. It ended abruptly as though someone had come to the bottom of the can—or fled before getting caught in the act. It looke...
Low cumulus clouds piling up in great heaps like meringues scudded across the sky over the Pacific. Underlit by the sun, they were the color of an old bruise. Above they exploded in soft gold that faded to creamy yellow, like the skies on my French grandmother’s prayer cards portraying the Blesse...
she said. “Power’s back on.”“Hooray,” I said. “When?”I stripped off my gardening gloves and sat down in the shade of a large, leafy vine. A yellow jacket buzzed near a grape cluster that oozed sugary juice. I swiped at the wasp with my gloves and it flew off.“Fifteen minutes ago.”“Great. Now we w...