Murder, Mislaid Luggage, and Other Coach Delays
A Cozy Regency Mystery of Love and Murder
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Marisa Paxon
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A fog choked inn, a locked room, and a bride who really should not be dead.
On a fog choked autumn night, the Allerton Posting Inn is crammed with dripping travelers, reckless card players, and one banker’s bride who insists her jewels are safer than the Bank of England. Miss Margaret Allerton intends only to keep the coaches fed and the guests polite; murder is very much not on the schedule. By morning, the jewels are untouched, the bedchamber is locked from within, and Miss Celia Bristow is lying very still in the best room with a bruised neck that does not match the rest of her ensemble. Breakfast, as Meg observes, is ruined.
Enter Mr Jonathan Carstairs, newly arrived magistrate, war scarred former barrister, and the only man who treats Meg’s sharp tongue as an investigative asset rather than a female failing. Together they must corral maids, gentlemen, and reluctant witnesses who mostly wish to be on the next coach, preferably not sitting opposite the killer. Was the bride killed for her jewels, for the advantageous marriage waiting in London, or for something awkward she noticed between chocolate and complaints? And how is anyone supposed to coax a slow burn, closed door romance when every promising conversation keeps ending with a body?
Perfect for fans of witty historical whodunits and cozy Regency mystery romance, Murder, Mislaid Luggage, and Other Coach Delays offers a cleverly clued locked room puzzle, murder without gore, low heat romance with plenty of verbal sparring, and scandal tidy enough for the most exacting village gossip. Read it now with Kindle Unlimited and stay for every stolen glance between interrogations.