The Connecticut Corpse Caper (A Triple Threat Mystery Book 1)
1st Book in Series
Print Length: 317 pages
The antics of seven inheritance recipients during a week-long stay at a Connecticut estate are detailed by protagonist Jill Jocasta Fonne. The will of her aunt stipulates that if anyone leaves early, his or her share will be divided among those remaining. As it happens, one does leave—permanently—when he dies just hours after arrival. Guests and staff alike have secrets to share as Jill and her colleagues, Rey and Linda, discover when they step out of their chosen professions into the roles of amateur sleuths. But are these secrets the reasons that bodies start appearing and disappearing? Others soon join in the sleuthing, and the bumbling and stumbling—and mayhem—begin.
Praise For The Connecticut Corpse Caper
by Tyler Colins
The Connecticut Corpse Caper is the first book in the new Triple Threat Mystery series by Tyler Colins. It’s a good, solid start to the series.
Author Tyler Colins inserts a lot of humor and more than one body into this tale, and her style of writing makes for a fast read.
~Lisa Ks Book Reviews
The opening chapter of this book proved to be quite the hook with its description of the Moone estate, it immediately pulled me in.
~I Read What You Write
For fans of mystery dinners and black and white movies about spending nights in haunted houses, this tribute to well known detective noir is a great escape read.
Excerpt #5 (Scene from Chapter 11)
The lock was sturdy and secure. I was about to request suggestions as to how to open it with no hairpins or sharp implements in reach when something movie-time popped into my head. I reached upward and felt along the doorsill. Nothing. So much for ingenious flashes. Not completely discouraged, I moved onward.
Percival gestured. “Help me break it down.”
Adwin scanned the door that had to be as solid as a fortress gate. The look he gave the middle-aged gent suggested he thought the man two screws short of demented.
“Do you have a better idea?” His question held enough chill to form ice crystals on Adwin’s thin upper lip.
“I do.” I held up a brass key I’d found secured to the underside of a staircase banister.
Ignoring Percival’s outstretched hand, I unlocked the door. Despite its thickness and size, the door swung inward as easily and lightly as if it were a feather fan.
Adwin slipped in first, lighting the way for several feet. “Wow.”
The round room was filled with artifacts and curiosities and Prunella’s “oddments”. “Wow” didn’t begin to describe it. Numerous showcase pieces, made primarily of bone and horn, were so simple and crude they could only have been homemade. But made in whose home? The mad scientist, Dr. Moreau’s?
A tiny control, cleverly camouflaged to blend into roughhewn bricks alongside the door, proved to be a light switch. A soft glow, pale as moonlight, swathed the room.
“Maybe we should have stuck with candlelight,” Adwin said with a tight smile, positioning the candelabrum in the gauntlet of a 16th-century knight. “Hang onto that, willya Lancie?”
“What a hodgepodge,” Percival muttered.
“You’ve never been in here?” I asked. I’d come to believe brother and sister did everything together. So how had Prunella known what was in here? An educated guess? Or a personal invitation?
“Never had the, mmm, privilege.”
“How ugly is this guy?” Adwin’s face was an inch from a wrought-iron griffin. The winged monster stood as tall as he.
“Not half as hideous as this one,” Percival said, eyeing a terra cotta cherub corbel near a high and narrow arched window. “Keeee-rist. The thing looks possessed!”
I’d have argued that a bronze fountain top I’d nearly crashed into beat theirs by a mile or two; a crazed-looking eagle with pointed wings that nearly touched the ceiling clasped a misshapen world in sharp, oversize talons.
Thunk. Swish. Cheep-chirp-chitter. Strange subdued sounds emanated from the area of a carved Gothic gargoyle gracing the wall across from the window.
We exchanged glances that wavered between baffled and frightened.
“Is this where we poke our guardian against evil in the eye and he steers us to a secret room?”
Adwin stepped forward and pressed one eye and then the other. Nothing happened.
“Try the ears,” Percival suggested.
“Go for the Donald Trump backcombed coif,” I offered.
Adwin looked at me with a furrowed brow, then ran fingers across the gargoyle’s head. Something caught his interest. A jiggle here, a joggle there, and ta-da, a three-by-five-foot portion of the wall slid sideways, sounding like a dull spade scraping pebbled earth.
There are 2 more books in this series:
Can You Hula like Hilo Hattie? (A Triple Threat Mystery Book 2)
Novice sleuths Jill, Rey and Linda stumbled and bumbled their way through The Connecticut Corpse Caper with winning results. That success prompted the trio to become bona-fide detectives. The first official assignment for the owners of the Triple Threat Investigation Agency: discover the dirty little secret of an elderly millionaire’s pretty, young wife. This sounds easy enough—until the wife is found dead along a Pacific shoreline. One murder evolves into several, with any one of a cornucopia of curious persons being the potential killer. Dealers, informants, and the seedy world of drugs enter the paradisiacal picture. This is a perfect opportunity to hone detecting skills and prove the newfound Hawaiian-based agency is a viable venture. Can the trio unravel the intriguing twists . . . before the twists ravel them?
Coco’s Nuts (A Triple Threat Mystery Book 3)
Rookie private eyes JJ, Rey and Linda stumbled and bumbled through The Connecticut Corpse Caper and Can You Hula like Hilo Hattie? with stellar results. Now the trio, proud owners of the Tripe Threat Investigation Agency, have yet another multi-murder mystery to solve. Who set up their client, socialite-turned-trucker Buddy Feuer, to take the rap? And where is nutty Coco Person, who has been MIA since the murders went down? In their detecting travels, they meet up with former acquaintances, some of who may not be all that they seem. Add bombs and debt collectors (limb breakers) to the list of ingredients, and you have one explosive recipe.
Tyler Colins is primarily a writer of fiction and blog posts, and a sometimes editor and proofreader of books, manuals, and film/television scripts. She’ll also create business plans, synopses, film promotion and sales documents.
Fact-checking and researching, organizing and coordinating are skills and joys (she likes playing detective and developing structure).
Her fiction audience: lovers of female-sleuth mysteries. Her genres of preference: mysteries (needless to say), women’s fiction, informative and helpful “affirmative” non-fiction.
She aims to provide readers with smiles and chuckles like the ever-talented Janet Evanovich and the sadly passed and missed Lawrence Sanders, the “coziness” of Jessica Fletcher, and a few diversions and distractions as only long-time pros Jonathan Kellerman and Kathy Reichs can craft.
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Another new-to-me author to try. Sounds great. Thanks for a chance to win a copy.
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