Savannah Reid, retired/fired police detective, and her friend Dirk Coulter, still employed by the police, race against the clock to find Daisy, regularly reminding themselves that children not found in the first 24 hours are rarely found (alive). Further complications include adultery and murder.
While this might sound like traditional detective novel, it is not. Poisoned Tarts
The story of kidnapping and murder is lightened by Savannah Ried's Granny who is constantly saying things like:
Twasn't a very windy day when that apple fell from the tree.Sanannah and Detective Coulter banter back and forth:
"Coulter, there isn't one single solitary group of people under the sun you trust, respect, or like"The cats don't fare much better as demonstrated by Savannah's observation:
"That isn't true."
"Is, too."
"Is not. I like dogs."
Cats were, after all, fickle creatures who loved you more than anything in the world ... except food, pets, and sunshine.A very relaxing enjoyable read.
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