Give Murder a Hand
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Just when I thought the worst was behind me—renovation disasters, a stalker, and falling for the world’s most distracting handyman—my house coughs up another shocking secret: a buried skeleton… with five fingers too many.
Now the backyard’s a crime scene, my dreams are filled with nightmares, and my once-charming fixer-upper feels more like a haunted trap. But if I can uncover the truth behind this new, bone-chilling mystery, maybe I can finally lay the house’s dark past to rest.
Too bad Westport has other plans.
Between Ed—the ridiculously good-looking cop who keeps showing up at the worst moments, a flock of wildly inappropriate seniors with zero boundaries, and Bradley the smooth-talking tour guide who knows more than he lets on—keeping my sanity intact is a full-time job. Oh, and did I mention someone’s trying to kill me again?
As the mystery deepens, so do my feelings for Riley. But with secrets lurking in every shadow, I’m starting to wonder: can I really build a future here… or am I next in line to be buried?
Give Murder a Hand is the second laugh-out-loud installment in The Westport Romantic Mysteries, perfect for fans of small-town charm, heartwarming romance, and twisty whodunits with a dangerous edge
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I’m Beth and I write funny, romantic mysteries (aka cozy mysteries), paranormal cozy mysteries, and the odd rom com because two of my favorite things are romance and mystery.
I’m the proud but often flustered owner of two dogs, two very noisy Indian Ringnecks, a Parrotlet named Axel, five chickens, and a duck named Dorothy. Oh, and I can’t forget the Guinea Pig Herbie. I spend most of my days wishing for a quiet life but secretly loving the chaos!
When I’m not writing you can find me lost in a good book, passively watching documentaries (my hubby loves them and seems to have gained full control of the remote) and scrolling Instagram dreaming of holidays I don’t have time to take, and perfect hair.
