Fashions fade, but death is eternal in Agatha finalist Jane K. Cleland’s irresistible new blend of vintage and vengeanceJosie Prescott has begun hosting classes at her antiques and appraisals shop, nestled in the cozy little coastal town of Rocky Point, New Hampshire. The next class is on buildin...
In Cleland’s mystery novel, antiques dealer Josie Prescott is positive when a wealthy client is shot dead after purchasing a specific doll collection, that the financial advisor was the victim of revenge. When her employee, Eric, is abducted while transporting some of the dolls, she realizes the...
After a price-fixing scandal at her prestigious New York auction house, Josie Prescott moves to the New Hampshire coast to restore her reputation--and perhaps a few antiques along the way. As an antiques dealer, Josie knows how to make an honest assessment, and she's about to land her largest acc...
Josie Prescott is settling into her new life in New Hampshire. Her antiques business is thriving, she's beginning to make some close friends, and her relationship with the local police chief is becoming more interesting. Not bad for someone who has completely uprooted her life as a New York City ...
A single spotlight mounted near the roof at the far end of the deck facing the woods provided the only illumination, a faint golden glow, enough to discern objects but not enough to differentiate subtle variations in color or texture. I slouched down so the water came up to my chin. It was delici...
I called down to Sasha and learned that her quick-and-dirty search for information about Faring Auctions in Cheyenne, Wyoming, had borne no fruit.“As near as I can tell, it’s gone. That’s just from phone books and antiques association directories. I’ll try business associations and the chamber of...
Max said after he heard me out, “and tell him that as part of appraising the silent movie posters, you planned to talk to Zach Moore. As soon as you saw him talking to the mystery bidder, Andrew Bruen, you asked me to contact him. I’ll call you back as soon as I reach him.” &nbs...
Did he say what he wanted?” I asked Gretchen, when she buzzed up to tell me he was on the line. “Nope! He just asked for you.”I glanced at Paige standing near the door, her parka zipped, ready to go. “Would you come up here and get Paige? Keep her company in the office until I finish with him.”“I...
I cook. I organize photos in albums. I polish silver. Today, I sat at my home computer researching everything I could think of that might possibly be related to Ana’s relationship with McArthur Evergreen Technologies. I read magazine articles, various interviews Ana conducted with the press, inve...