Do Not Disturb... for Good (Penelope Sinclair #7)

A blizzard outside. A killer inside. And the tea’s to die for.

When Grandma, Teo, and I wait out the storm at the Wintermere Inn, I expect warm fires and cocoa—not a corpse before breakfast.

Arthur Beale is found dead in his locked room, poisoned by the sugar in his tea. Suddenly, this sweet inn feels far less cozy.

Vera and Henry Dalton came to rekindle romance, but with tempers flaring, did someone finally snap?

CJ keeps hunting for a signal—but who’s he so desperate to reach?

Patrick fidgets like a man sitting on secrets, while Lydia, the so-called travel blogger, watches the details so closely it seems she’s after more than a story.

When a second sugar canister turns up tainted, the message is the danger isn’t over—and someone is desperate to cover his tracks.

I can handle the cold. But if I don’t get ahead of this killer, things might get icy for me—in all the wrong ways.