Handbook for Homicide

It's Thanksgiving in Brambleberry Bay and a turkey isn't the only thing being carved up. A Thanksgiving dinner fundraiser has the country club elite ready to open their wallets-but for one member, it will be their last supper.A mind reader. Talking pets. An arrogant homicide detective. A murder club. And a corpse.Welcome to the club. Getting in was easy. Getting out can be murder.Living in Brambleberry Bay can be a real killer.It's criminally cozy.A Cozy Mystery by New York Times, USA TODAY, and Wall Street Journal bestseller Addison Moore -Humor with a side of homicide. RECIPE INCLUDED!
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It's a season of gratitude in Brambleberry Bay, but not everyone is counting their blessings. The elite of the town are gathered for a Thanksgiving dinner fundraiser at the country club, but the main course includes a side of murder. Among the caviar and crystal, one of the town's upper crust meets a rather untimely and unseemly end.
I'm Hattie Holiday, and my ability to read minds isn't just a quirky party trick. Sure, delving into people's deepest thoughts has its perils, but it also has its perks-like conversing with my sassy cat, Cricket, and Rookie, an endearing Golden Retriever who has the somewhat grumpy detective Killion as his hooman.
My shiny new stint at the Country Club might have me rubbing elbows with Brambleberry's crème de la crème, but their book club isn't just about discussing the latest bestsellers. Something sinister lurks beneath the polished surface, and my nosy nature just might have put a target on my back. As secrets come to the surface, everyone's desperate to keep their skeletons locked away. But as I'm quickly learning, skeletons don't like closets, and neither do secrets.
Navigating this deadly game would have been complex enough, but things get even more tangled when my relationship with that ornery detective gets pretty heated. Between love, lies, and a lurking killer, it's going to be one unforgettable holiday.
But in this game of deadly stakes, I'm about to serve up a slice of justice-with a dollop of whipped cream on top!
The turkey isn't the only one on the run-so is a killer.