Drop Dead on Recall (An Animals in Focus Mystery)
Sheila Webster Boneham
The passions aroused through dogs pageant can encourage violent fantasies. but if a skilled handler falls flat on her face throughout the obedience trials, Australian Shepherd lover Janet MacPhail can infrequently think somebody would really lodge to murder.
As she looks after her mom and falls for a hunky black Lab proprietor, the very last thing Janet wishes is to determine she’s develop into a “person of interest.” Nosing round for clues that would transparent her stable identify, Janet and her friends―Australian Shepherd Jay, tabby cat Leo, and kooky neighbor Goldie Sunshine―discover the difficult means that killers don’t like snoops. And it quickly turns into obvious that the subsequent sufferer may simply be Janet herself.
"Boneham packs a punch in her sequence debut."―RT e-book Reviews
"A shrewdpermanent first secret. enthusiasts of Laurien Berenson or Susan Conant will specially take pleasure in this pet-centered mystery."―Booklist
"Boneham's debut will satisfaction puppy fanciers."―Kirkus Reviews
"[A] pleasant debut. correct up there with the likes of Sue Grafton (Kinsey Millhone novels) and Janet Evanovich (Stephanie Plum novels), with out the profanity. An interesting whodunit."―The Australian Shepherd Journal
"With a feeling of humor, a gentle contact of romance and a superb base of puppy education adventure less than her collar, Sheila Boneham’s first novel is necessary of honorable mention."―The unfastened Lance-Star
"Sheila Webster Boneham’s secret, Drop lifeless on Recall, is drop lifeless reliable. The writing flickers and the dog-obedience pageant surroundings unleashes a shocking hotbed of explanations and possibilities for a number of homicide. Animal photographer Janet MacPhail makes a, sure, dogged novice investigator, facing her mother’s Alzheimer’s and perhaps a brand new midlife beau among discovering a vicious killer. The canine, Labs and Aussies, and cat, Leo, are in fact key avid gamers within the complaints. 5 enthusiastic arfs."―Carole Nelsom Douglas, bestselling writer of the hour of darkness Louie Mysteries
"Sheila Webster Boneham's pleasant debut secret combines a likeable sleuth, a keep-'em-guessing plot, and beautifully actual portrayals of the human and dogs denizens of dogdom. First position with an ideal score!"―Susan Conant, writer of Brute Strength and different novels in The Dog Lover Mysteries
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