A blizzard outside. A killer inside. And the tea's to die for.
When Grandma, Teo, and I wait out the storm at Wintermere Inn, I expect warm fires and cocoa, not a corpse before breakfast.
Arthur Beale is found dead in his locked room, poisoned by the sugar in his tea. Suddenly, this sweet inn feels far less cozy.
Vera and Henry came to rekindle romance, but tempers are flaring. CJ keeps hunting for a signal, but who's he desperate to reach? And Lydia, the so-called travel blogger, watches everything just a little too closely.
When a second sugar canister turns up tainted, the danger isn't over.
I can handle the cold. But if I don't get ahead of this killer, things might get icy in all the wrong ways.
Book 7 in the Penelope Sinclair Cozy Mystery series. Clean, atmospheric, and impossible to put down.