Candy Cane Killer (Cozy Baked Mystery #4)

Going home to Alabama for Christmas was supposed to be fun. It was supposed to be relaxing. What I got instead was a dead neighbor.

When I told my kids and my new boyfriend that Christmas was better with family, and suggested we visit my mother, I didn’t realize we would be investigating a murder. But sometimes dead guys have secrets that get them killed.

My mother refused to believe her neighbor was involved in shenanigans, but when it nearly got me and my daughter killed, she had to admit something fishy was going on next door. Keep an eye on your neighbors, folks.

Santa Claus might be a jolly old elf, but I’ll be a monkey’s uncle if anyone thought I was going to sit by and do nothing about this murder.