July in Blueberry Cove: Peak Maine

Our famous Lobster Festival was only days away. Thousands of tourists were due to arrive, and my inventory was running low at Ruffles & Bows. Fortunately, a call came in from a customer with a fabulous vintage linen collection to sell.

Then an ambitious graduate student staying at the customer’s summer cottage was found dead. So between judging lobster bibs and entering the cardboard boat race, I found myself tracking down another killer.

Apparently murder was Blueberry Cove’s newest summer tradition

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