Murder Is No Accident by A.H. Gabhart, captured my attention with it’s witty tagline: “If you like your small-town America sweet and quirky—with a dash of sinister—you’ll love going back to Hidden Springs to find out whodunit this time.”
The old Chandler place should be empty. The magnificent Victorian mansion is for sale, even if its aged owner Miss Fonda doesn’t realize it. But when real estate agent Geraldine Harper enters the house on a sunny October day, she’s not alone. Minutes later, there is a body at the bottom of the steep steps leading to the tower room.
Deputy sheriff Michael Keane is called in. At first blush, it looks like the death was a tragic accident, but clues point to foul play. And when a second body is discovered, the race is on to find the culprit . . . before someone else dies.
Overall, Murder is No Accident was a fun jaunt to a small town with all the characters that involves. Coming from a small town myself, there were definitely times I could relate, despite never having investigated a murder.
Starting with book three in a series always seems to put the reader at a disadvantage. That said, I felt that I came up to speed with the whose who of Hidden Springs without too much difficulty. This cozy mystery was one that was easy to pick up, but also easy to set down. It didn’t leave me dying to get back to my book to find out just “whodunnit”, but there was nothing particularly off-putting either.
The characters you’re supposed to like are likable, and those you are supposed to not like are not likable — nothing particularly surprising or inspiring there. Christian themes are woven throughout the novel, lightly placed where they fit well, not at all overbearing or “preachy.” It’s wholesome and enjoyable fun with a cup of tea on a winter day.
I received a complimentary copy of Murder Is No Accident from Revell Books, but I was not otherwise compensated for this review. All writing, thoughts, and opinions are solely mine.