When a body bumps against the dock just a few feet from Eva Fairchild's floating house on the night of her welcome party at the marina, she begins to wonder if her recent move across the country was such a good idea. Combine the resulting murder investigation with mysterious nighttime kayak trips, politicians run amok, nosy neighbors, and culinary lessons for her blue-haired, teenage tagalong, Willow Ratliff, and Eva has her hands full. It doesn't help that the police detective on the case...

Rosaria Trout is on the run—from a bucketload of heartache and fury, and toward a clean slate where her new name is as anonymous as her short haircut.She'd planned not to stop for breath until she hit the Pacific Ocean, but a small town in the Columbia River Gorge had other ideas. Namely, a summer festival complete with a rinky-dink parade that clogged up Main Street and a 'For Rent' sign in the window of a dilapidated historical house.She did, after all, need to start over...

Jericho McElroy can reflexively nail the make year of a classic Chevy just by the size of its vestigial tailfins, pinpoint the best locations to stash drugs inside a Honda Civic's door panels, winch anything out of any ditch anywhere, and find the perfect match for the crown molding in his old Craftsman fixer-upper. He generally cobbles together a living by converting just about any piece of trash into some kind of treasure. He also happens to be an expert at fending off the desperate adva...

Stay up late tonight reading (and chuckling).When Nora Sheldon's husband is kidnapped while they're on their honeymoon, all her hopes and plans tumble into a nightmare. Then the FBI comes knocking. Turns out Nora doesn't know Skip as well as she thought she did, and the feds are equally anxious about his fate. Not to mention they sure did a shoddy job of keeping him under surveillance.But Nora has an advantage. She's not bound by the rules and procedures th...

What do you do when you've stolen a readily identifiable object worth millions? An item no pawnshop operator in his right mind would touch.And the cops—county, state, feds, every agency with a terrifying three-letter acronym—are hot on your trail?Ditch the goods, of course. Even if it's arguable that you're not too bright.But where?Ahh, indeed……and that's still the question, thirty-seven years later.Everybody knows where the pursuit dead-ende...

Meredith Morehouse, curator of the eclectic Imogene Museum, is suddenly short-staffed. Her favorite (and only) graduate student intern, Greg, is missing—without leaving behind so much as an empty pizza box, to say nothing of a note.Plus, a prowler has been rearranging the museum's brand new chamber pot exhibit. When Meredith's nighttime vigil to flush out the intruder results in witnessing a murder, she calls in Sheriff Marge Stettler.Soon nearly all the inhabitants of the ...

Eva Malloy and her partner in cooking, Willow Ratliff, are taking their supper club venture to the next level—by foraging for their own wild foods. What they didn't expect to find was a dead body, facedown in a marsh. It's enough to turn anyone's stomach.But when Eva and her police detective husband, Vaughn, discover the man is dead because he had the wrong name—well, the right name but in the wrong context—everything changes. Now they have a murder investigation on their hands.

When a body bumps against the dock just a few feet from Eva Fairchild’s floating house on the night of her welcome party at the marina, she begins to wonder if her recent move across the country was such a good idea.Combine the resulting murder investigation with mysterious nighttime kayak trips, politicians run amok, nosy neighbors, and culinary lessons for her blue-haired teenage tagalong, Willow Ratliff, and Eva has her hands full. It doesn’t help that the police detective on th...

Evil lurking on her doorstep—or something like that.Shady characters flitting in and—usually—out of the Stapleton House. In the wee hours. When an insomniac middle-aged woman is most likely to be awake. At first, Rosie Trout can't believe her eyes. Then she believes them all too well.Her neighbor—the one with the New Jersey accent he just can't hide—is up to something. Like her, he's a transplant from another region, another culture—a misfit. But Ben Hanrahan, the grouch, h...

Why can't we all just cook amazing food and feed our friends? That's what Eva Malloy would like to know. But life in Marten's Marina isn't that quiet—not by a long shot.Not when greed creates a disturbance with wide-rippling repercussions. Not when somebody quickly-rich and self-important disappears. Not when the master manipulator's absence leaves a void in the funding of his pet projects.Not when trouble floats right up to the doorstep of the Tin Can.

Do small-town residents commit crimes? You bet they do!On a grand scale? Even better!If they can get away with it.But Rosie Trout hasn't dealt with corruption on the national stage just to miss it when it happens at the community garden club. There might be some fleecing going on, but no one's going to pull the wool over her eyes.Not while she has her wits about her. And not while she can rope Sergeant Flip Baylar into going undercover before someone else ge...

Changes are afoot. Lots of them. Eva Fairchild supposes that's to be expected when one is self-employed. But being conscripted into pro bono work on top of her already busy schedule? Sure, why not?Add supper club experiments in the midst of a January ice storm; missing valuables; the snarky, inbred world of philanthropic (mis)management; and one criminally good-looking police detective who invites himself over for dinner on a regular basis, and Eva's well-planned life is brimming o...