ba fate

ARC honest review for Kensington Books via NetGalley.

This book had me laughing from start to finish!

Love the back and forth banter between Brandy Borne and her mother Vivian…and the refereeing from the editor.  And the tongue in cheek humour Barbara Allan injects throughout.

A well crafted and funny mystery.  The first one in the ‘Trash ‘n’ Treasure’ mysteries that I have read.  And loved it so much, that I have brought Antiques Roadkill.

5 Stars*****

*****

Brandy Borne’s exceedingly eccentric mother, Vivian, has been invited to perform her one-woman interpretation of “the Scottish play” (sometimes called Macbeth)–with different hats for different characters–at the neighboring town of Old York’s annual fête. The weekend festival celebrates the quaint village’s English flavor. Brandy, sensing a possible theatrical disaster, and savvy shih tzu Sushi, sensing possible doggy treats, tag along with the scene-stealing septuagenarian.

As soon as they arrive in the cozy hamlet, tragedy strikes: the theater owner drops dead onstage while giving Vivian the grand tour. That wasn’t in the script and before they know it, Brandy and Vivian are entangled in a progressively perilous murder plot. Besides the cream teas and Chippendale chairs, it seems there are skeletons lurking among Old York’s charming pubs and enticing antiques stalls …

When a second victim turns up mysteriously murdered, the dynamic duo knows they’ve got to step into the spotlight. But the remorseless killer seems to be well rehearsed for the Borne girls…and won’t leave even the smallest detail of their demise to fête!

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