Murder by Muffin!
Erin Price moves to Bald Eagle Falls, a place where everyone knows everyone as well as everyone else’s business, taking over the store left to her by her aunt to start up a gluten-free bakery. The grand opening is marred by just one thing, the death of her business rival, Angela Plaint. It appears that Angela was poisoned by one of Erin’s cupcakes, making her a prime suspect.
Equipped with cupcakes, her desire for the truth, and new bakery assistant Vicky’s help, Erin goes head-to-head against Detective Terry Piper to solve the murder. Rumors of treasure hunting, drug dealing, and a missing boy swirl around Bald Eagle Falls as Erin tries to sort the clues from the red herrings and find the killer before the killer can take care of her.
Like baking mysteries? Cats, dogs, and other pets? Award-winning and USA Today Bestselling Author P.D. Workman brings readers to small town Bald Eagle Falls for a culinary cozy mystery to be solved by gluten-free baker Erin Price and her friends.
Genre: FICTION / Mystery & Detective / Cozy / Culinary1400 ratings with 4.2 star average on Amazon
Mary Lou looked down at her agenda for another minute, writing something down. She looked up.
“Do you think you should check on Angela? She’s been an awfully long time.”
Erin’s stomach clenched. She looked toward the stairs. “Didn’t she come back up? I just assumed I missed her leaving while that lovely couple was here…”
“No. Not unless she went the back way.”
“I have the other door locked. Can’t have customers marching through the kitchen.”
Mary Lou looked at the closed stairway door. Erin went around the counter and opened it. She peeked down the stairs, afraid she was going to find Angela sprawled there with a head injury or a broken leg. How would a major insurance claim on her first day of business go over? And what would that do to her sales?
“Uh… Angela? Are you okay?” she called down.
There was no response. But if Angela was in the bathroom with the door shut, or had just flushed the commode or was running water, she wouldn’t be able to hear a thing. Erin felt like she was being intrusive going down the stairs to check on Angela, but if Mary Lou was right and Angela had not slipped past without either of them seeing her, something could be really wrong.
“Angela?” Erin started down the stairs.
Behind her, Mary Lou got up from her table and walked to the doorway, looking down.
“Is she there?”
“I don’t know yet…”
Erin turned the corner and stopped.
It was worse than she had imagined. Worse than her worst nightmares of all the things that might go wrong on opening day. What if nobody came? What if someone complained about the baking? What if she didn’t sell a thing?
It was worse than all of that.
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French
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German
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