Perimenopause was never supposed to be fatal.
Ashley Denton knows the difference between a hot flash and a warning sign.
One makes you sweat.
The other makes you burn.
At first the episodes are small. A flicker in the lights. A a warped appliance, The kind of thing you blame on stress, hormones, or the quiet pressure of smiling through suburban expectations.
But heat doesn't disappear. It accumulates.
When a carefully managed life begins to crack, PTA politics, book club confessions, a marriage balanced on politeness, Ashley discovers something unsettling: The heat responds to her. And it's getting stronger.
As suspicion tightens and Detective Darla Holt starts circling the wreckage, Ashley faces a question more dangerous than guilt: What if she's not losing control? What id she's finally found it?
Darkly funny, razor-edged, and simmering with tension, Hot Flash Homicide is a suburban thriller about repression, rage, and combustible power of a woman who has absorbed too much for too long.
In this neighborhood nothing burns by accident.