The River City Mysteries Series

Becca Reynolds is having a bad day. Her grandfather's lecture (#405: Eat a Healthy Diet or Die Not Trying) makes her late for her job at Daley & Palmer, the psychiatric group where she works as office manager – her title not theirs. But she knows her day has taken a really bad turn when she finds the firm's eight o'clock patient dead with Dr. Daley's letter opener opening the patient instead of the mail. With the fledgling firm in danger of an early demise, Becca appoints herself the unofficial investigator since the police seem to be looking in all the wrong places. The case takes Becca from the sordid depths of the Russian mafia to the upscale West End of Richmond, Virginia (known locally as River City) and even to her own back yard. In the course of the investigation, she finds herself in hot water, hot danger and with dreams of hot men.

A suspicious death Dangerous secrets uncovered Old relationships revealed A sexy Russian mobster who may not be what he seems A hunky ex-cop turned CPA with an agenda and secrets of his own And a determined amateur sleuth with one goal - to solve the case and unmask the killer Becca Reynolds finds herself embroiled in murder again when her best friend stumbles across a dead body. When the death of a beautiful foreigner hits too close to home, Becca decides it's once again up to her to uncover the truth, ferret out the suspects, and sort through the clues to protect those dearest to her. Not to mention, bring a killer to justice. But can she outwit the forces of evil in time to prevent more deaths? Or will a series of events force her to put her life on the line again to solve the case? Join River City's plucky amateur detective as she fumbles her way to the truth in Your Time is Up. Book 2 of The River City Mysteries.

This is a stand-alone mystery, although it's more fun to read the whole series and get to know the characters.   The cops call her a murder magnet.  It's a bum rap.  But people do die when she's around.   Hohoho!  It's Becca Reynolds' first Christmas at the psychiatric firm of Daley & Palmer.  To cheer up the clients, as well as herself, she has decorated the office for the season complete with a fully festive tree.   But when she discovers one of the doctors dead under the tree with a string of holiday mini-lights tightly encircling the unlucky therapist's neck and the other end peacefully resting between her Granddad's cranky cat's paws, she knows it's up to her to investigate yet another murder tied to the hapless firm.   Surely Higgins isn't responsible for the death?    But who is?   Can Becca solve the case and bring the killer to justice?   Or will it be a blue, blue Christmas in River City?   Here's an excerpt from one of the chapters:   Too late, I remembered we should have brought some cat treats with us. The sound of that bag getting shaken usually caused Higgins to run to even me at home. But Granddad had been in such a hurry to leave home that neither of us had thought of it. We were down to the last open door. The one to our suite. I said a silent little prayer that we would find Higgins here. I didn't know what I'd do with Granddad if the cat wasn't in the waiting room.   Granddad flipped the switch nearest the door and the bright overhead lights lit up the entire reception room. Granddad had stopped shouting Higgins' name and had gone completely silent on me. I hoped that meant he'd found the cat.   "Is he there, Granddad?" I asked as I reached the doorway.   "He's here, Becca. But I think he's in trouble." Granddad stood still just inside the door to the reception room.   I pushed past him and there in the middle of the room was the downed Christmas tree with broken ornaments all over the floor. A string of lights was partially pulled off of the tree along with several of the artificial tree's limbs. As I followed the lights my eyes rested on Higgins peacefully sleeping, undisturbed by our voices or his surroundings. And resting beside Higgins, partially obscured by the Christmas tree which was now on top of her, was Dr. Marcy Palmer. I recognized her expensive shoes and the outfit she'd worn to work that day.   "Is she…?" Granddad crept toward the prone therapist.   I made my way to Marcy before Granddad did. And still, Higgins slept, his snoring getting louder by the minute. I felt Marcy's wrist for a pulse.   Nothing.   Get your copy now to continue the fun.

Intrepid amateur sleuth Becca Reynolds believes she is leaving family, friends, and murder behind when she travels from River City to St. Louis, Missouri, to attend her first mental health conference.  But things rarely go as planned, and this trip is no exception.   Instead of instructional workshops with a bit of sightseeing on the side, Becca finds herself embroiled in murder and mayhem when she is discovered alone with a dead body.  To her horror, the police focus on her as their prime suspect. Visions of a prison cell with a mandatory dress code of stipes, or worse orange, and a new best friend named Bertha, forces Becca to launch her own investigation.  If she ever wants to see River City again, it's up to her to solve the case.     As the body count increases, she has serious doubts about who she can trust.  But never a quitter, Becca vows she will find the killer and see justice prevail.   Hot men, dangerous suspects, and twisted motives keep Becca on her toes as she works to solve her latest case and clear her name.   Join Becca and her gang of quirky characters in the latest installment of the River City Mysteries, Your Addiction is Deadly.

A marriage proposal, the promise of a new career, and the future she's always dreamed of await intrepid amateur sleuth, Becca Reynolds.  But when a dead body is found outside the psychiatric offices where she works, and her husband-to-be is accused of the murder, Becca knows it's up to her to clear his name and expose the killer. As the case intensifies and clues are uncovered, Becca realizes that some of those closest to her have been keeping secrets.  Secrets that may impact the case.  Will Becca get to have her happily ever after or will a murderer outwit her and spoil everything?    The police call her a Murder Magnet.  It's a bum rap.  But people do die when she's around.   This is a stand alone mystery.