Book Review of Valentine’s
Day is Murder
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About the Book
Title:
Valentine’s Day is Murder
Author: Carolyn
Arnold
Genre: Cozy
Mystery
Jimmy finally takes a
vacation--and a chance on love--only to be abducted. His female companion
originally thinks he had cold feet about their relationship, but Sean and Sara
know there’s more to it. Jimmy isn’t the type to just up and disappear, let
alone leave a lady stranded.
Setting out on their private jet,
Sean and Sara reach the tropical paradise of Ocho Rios, Jamaica with
sightseeing as the last thing on their minds.
With a gold coin being their
initial tie to Jimmy’s kidnapper, Sean and Sara even speculate about the
involvement of pirates. Yet as the hours pass, and there’s no word from Jimmy’s
captors, Sean and Sara will need to figure out the real motive before it’s too
late.
With help from their friend,
Adam, back in Albany, the pieces come together and not a moment too soon.
Strap in for an adventure that
will take you to the beautiful island of Jamaica and have you wanting a piña
colada.
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Author Bio
CAROLYN ARNOLD is the bestselling
author of the Madison Knight series, the Brandon Fisher series, and the
McKinley Mysteries. Her love for writing dates back to her teen years, but her
passion was reignited in 2006 when a fellow employee said "tell me a
story." Since then Carolyn has never looked back.
Her writing has since
been compared to New York Times Bestsellers such as JD Robb, Mary Higgins
Clark, Sue Grafton, Michael Connelly, Tess Gerritsen, and more.
Carolyn was born
in 1976 in a rural town of Ontario, Canada, and she currently lives with her husband
and two beagles in a city near Toronto.
For more information on the author
visit https://carolynarnold.net/
Excerpt:
Time Flies
He was in the sitting room, with
the dark wood trim and piano, both of which Sara had fallen in love with at
first sight. She was holed up in her office, a room of the house she had
claimed for her writing. He was glad to see that she was back to her craft and
taking it more seriously than ever.
This left him with one concern.
Valentine’s Day. It was
a few days away and he wanted to make it memorable for Sara. But it was tough
to devise a plan that would surprise the imagination of a novelist. He had
given her jewels and a top-of-the-line desktop computer with a large monitor
for Christmas.
And if the pressure of a memorable Valentine’s Day wasn’t
enough, the end of this month marked one year since the day he’d proposed—and
Sara’s birthday. Tagged onto that, the start of March was their wedding
anniversary. Time had flown.
The last two months had been
particularly busy as they set out organizing their private investigator firm.
Obtaining their PI licenses had proven easy, given the advantage of their past
experience. They renewed their licenses and registered a couple semi-automatic
handguns. They were ready to go. The only things left were deciding on a name
and setting up shop.
Sara came into the room. “Good morning, darling.”
“How’s the book coming along?”
“Oh, it comes.” She went over to him and kissed his
forehead, but he tugged her down into his lap, swept his fingers through her
hair, and took her mouth.
She put her hand on his chest, and pulled
back. “Someone’s in a
great mood this morning.”
“You have no idea. I was just thinking about how far we’ve come
and how fast time goes.”
Sara let out a puff of breath. “I agree. Can you believe
it’s almost been a year since we got married? It’s unbelievable to me.”
“It feels longer?”
She batted his chest and angled her
head. “You want me to
feed your ego? It’s been the best twelve months of my life, Sean.”
She pressed her lips to his, and he didn’t want the display
of affection to end, but the shrill ring of the phone on the side table was
enough to disrupt them.
“Let Helen get the phone. Now, where were—” He put his hand
to the nape of her neck and drew her to him.
“Sara? Oh, I’m terribly sorry.” Helen, their housekeeper,
stood in the doorway, her hand beneath her chin, and her eyes screwed up toward
the ceiling. Her face was flushed when she looked back at them. “It’s for you,
Sara.”
“Thank you.” She reached for the handset while remaining on
Sean’s lap. “Hello, this is Sara McKinley.”
Sean played with her hair, twirling
the long chestnut strands around his fingers.
“What do you mean gone?” Her eyes cut to him before she got
up, paced a few steps, and stopped. “You have no idea where he is?”
Sean sat straighter and aligned eye
contact with her.
“He just disappeared at dinner? And you haven’t seen him
since? We’ll be there as fast as we can. Stay put, all right? Everything will
be fine.” Sara lowered the receiver to its cradle. She appeared peaked.
Sean took her hand. “What is it?”
“Jimmy. He’s missing.”
“Missing?”
“Yes. Meredith said she’d excused herself to go to the
washroom and when she came back he was gone. They hadn’t even finished their
meal.”
“He never came back to the resort?”
Sara shook her head. “What could have happened to
him, Sean? I can’t see him leaving her there. Did someone take Jimmy?”
“I don’t know, darling, but we’re going to find out and get
him back.”
Review:
This
is a short story but packed with adventure.
After reading it I am interested in reading more about this PI duo. This story is just the right length for a
quick read.
I
give this story 4.5 out of 5 clouds.
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