Hitting the Books

Zusatztext Praise for the New York Times Bestselling Library Lover's Mysteries A sparkling setting! lovely characters! books! knitting and chowder! What more could any reader ask?Lorna Barrett! New York Times bestselling author Terrificintelligent! fun! and lively.Miranda James! New York Times bestselling author Sure to charm cozy readers everywhere.Ellery Adams! New York Times bestselling author [A] fast-moving! tricky tale that kept me guessing at every turn...A must read!Kate Carlisle! New York Times bestselling author What a great read!...McKinlay has been a librarian! and her snappy story line! fun characters and young library director with a backbone make for a winning formula. Library Journal Exuberantly entertaining. McKinlay invites the reader into an appealing world inhabited by kind! intelligent people. Publisher's Weekly Informationen zum Autor Former librarian Jenn McKinlay is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of the Bluff Point Romances, including Every Dog Has His Day , Barking Up the Wrong Tree , and About a Dog , as well as the Library Lover's Mysteries, the Cupcake Bakery Mysteries, and the Hat Shop Mysteries. Jenn lives in sunny Arizona in a house that is overrun with kids, pets, and her husband's guitars. Klappentext It's murder by the book in the latest hit Library Lover's mystery from the New York Times bestselling author of Death in the Stacks . When a stack of library materials is found at the scene of a hit and run, library director Lindsey Norris finds herself dragged into the investigation as the police try to link the driver of the stolen car to the person who borrowed the books. Before Lindsey can delve into the library's records, the victim of the hit and run, Theresa Houston, suffers another "accident" and the investigation shifts from driver negligence to attempted homicide. A clue surfaces in the confiscated library materials that could crack open the case and it is up to Lindsey to piece it all together. But things are not as they seem in the sleepy town of Briar Creek and when the driver of the stolen car turns up dead, Lindsey, her staff and her library friends have to hit the books before the murderer gets the last word...This excerpt is from an advance uncorrected copy proof Copyright © 2018 Jenn McKinlay Chapter One He was whistling. At five o'clock in the morning, the man was whistling. Lindsey Norris grabbed an extra pillow and plopped it over her face, making a sandwich out of her head. It blocked out the chipper sound coming from the bathroom, but it also made breathing a challenge. She shifted and tried to make an air duct for her nose and mouth without letting in any sound. Sucking in a breath of cool early morning air, she tried to get back to her blissful unconscious state. Her brain refused to be lulled. It was too busy being irritated. What sort of person whistled first thing in the morning? Her boyfriend, Captain Mike Sullivan, that's who. The man woke up before the sun rose every day, even on days he didn't have to. It was positively unnatural. Lindsey had moved into Sully's house several months ago, and while she loved him and she loved living with him, there were just a few things that made living together a bit tense, not the least of which was Sully's egregious habit of greeting every day whistling like a songbird at sunrise. A former navy man who owned his own boat touring and water taxi company, Sully was used to being up and out before anyone else. Lindsey was not. She was the library director for their small town of Briar Creek, and as a public servant, she kept bankers' hours, with an evening and rotating weekends thrown in just to keep it interesting. Grea...

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Former librarian Jenn McKinlay is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of the Bluff Point Romances, including Every Dog Has His Day, Barking Up the Wrong Tree, and About a Dog, as well as the Library Lover’s Mysteries, the Cupcake Bakery Mysteries, and the Hat Shop Mysteries. Jenn lives in sunny Arizona in a house that is overrun with kids, pets, and her husband’s guitars.

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It's murder by the book in the latest hit Library Lover's mystery from the New York Times bestselling author of Death in the Stacks.

When a stack of library materials is found at the scene of a hit and run, library director Lindsey Norris finds herself dragged into the investigation as the police try to link the driver of the stolen car to the person who borrowed the books. Before Lindsey can delve into the library's records, the victim of the hit and run, Theresa Houston, suffers another "accident" and the investigation shifts from driver negligence to attempted homicide.

A clue surfaces in the confiscated library materials that could crack open the case and it is up to Lindsey to piece it all together. But things are not as they seem in the sleepy town of Briar Creek and when the driver of the stolen car turns up dead, Lindsey, her staff and her library friends have to hit the books before the murderer gets the last word...

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This excerpt is from an advance uncorrected copy proof

Copyright © 2018 Jenn McKinlay

 

Chapter One

He was whistling. At five o’clock in the morning, the man was whistling. Lindsey Norris grabbed an extra pillow and plopped it over her face, making a sandwich out of her head. It blocked out the chipper sound coming from the bathroom, but it also made breathing a challenge. She shifted and tried to make an air duct for her nose and mouth without letting in any sound. Sucking in a breath of cool early morning air, she tried to get back to her blissful unconscious state.

Her brain refused to be lulled. It was too busy being irritated. What sort of person whistled first thing in the morning? Her boyfriend, Captain Mike Sullivan, that’s who. The man woke up before the sun rose every day, even on days he didn’t have to. It was positively unnatural. Lindsey had moved into Sully’s house several months ago, and while she loved him and she loved living with him, there were just a few things that made living together a bit tense, not the least of which was Sully’s egregious habit of greeting every day whistling like a songbird at sunrise.

A former navy man who owned his own boat touring and water taxi company, Sully was used to being up and out before anyone else. Lindsey was not. She was the library director for their small town of Briar Creek, and as a public servant, she kept bankers’ hours, with an evening and rotating weekends thrown in just to keep it interesting.

Great, now her mind was on work. Lindsey did a quick mental rundown of her day, hoping that by thinking it through, she could put it aside and fall back to sleep. She had a meeting at nine o’clock with the library board, which had been in transition since its last president had been murdered. She hadn’t yet gotten a read on the new members and what their expectations of the library were. Mostly, they seemed relieved after every meeting to still be alive. She wasn’t sure what that said about her as a library director. She decided to bring muffins and hope that relaxed them a bit. After all, everyone liked muffins.

At lunch, she had a crafternoon scheduled. This was a weekly Thursday meeting where they shared lunch, did a craft, and talked about a book. Lindsey wasn’t a crafty sort, so this week’s string bracelets were not really her thing, but her library assistant, who was in charge of the craft, assured her that the worst that could happen would be that she’d suffer a small burn. Lindsey made a mental note to put some antibiotic pain-relief ointment in her purse.

Lastly, she had a late meeting with the mayor to discuss making the library a more environmental…