This dog knows where the truth is buried β¦ When the popular Esmeraldaβs Beach Bar goes up in smoke, Clara Mitchell dashes into the blaze to save the owner. She finds herself not only a local heroine but entrenched in the mystery of whether the fire was a simple accident, or something far more sin
Murder by Numbers: a small town romantic mystery (The Lemon Tree Bay Mysteries Book 1)
β Scribed by Megan Mayfair
- Book ID
- 110637277
- Publisher
- Montauk Bay
- Year
- 2021
- Tongue
- English
- Weight
- 144 KB
- Series
- The Lemon Tree Bay Mysteries Book 1
- Category
- Fiction
- ASIN
- B09B5BWT3Z
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β¦ Synopsis
This is one murder that doesnβt add upβ¦
Following a spectacular business failure, Clara Mitchell returns to her coastal hometown, Lemon Tree Bay, with an inglorious thud. Living with her mum and working in a hair salon, sheβs determined to repay her debts and get back to glamorous city living.
When she meets poker-faced accountant Lucas Pepper, sparks fly, however, their blossoming romance slips into the red as he becomes the prime suspect in the murder of his uncle.
Convinced of Lucas's innocence, Clara locks horns with her ex-boyfriend - local bad boy turned police officer, Senior Constable Adam Billings. He's desperate to prove Lucas guilty and protect Clara at all costs.
With evidence threatening to sink Lucas, Clara must unravel the mystery using a trusty grapevine of local gossip and her somewhat unreliable intuition. Will she save Lucas from mounting charges in time, or was Adam right all along?
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