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Heidi Lucy has a secreta big one. A scary, dangerous, ugly one. Theres just one problem: thanks to a mysterious head wound, she cant seem to remember what that secret is. In order to regain her lost memories, Heidi sets out to retrace her stepsfollowed grudgingly by Soren, a faithful patron of...

The hot summer months used to be Avery Baldwin’s favorite time of year. After graduating from college, she wanted to move away from her hometown and make a life of her own, but the desire to be with her family, to return to the old, familiar haunts that were so comforting, stuck with her. As soon as the month of June rolled around, Avery enjoyed hopping in her car and driving to Buenaventura Beach where she readily embraced the salty ocean air and relished the feel of the sun’s rays as they kissed her hair.

This summer has been a wild one for Avery Baldwin. She thought when she came back to Buenaventura Beach that she’d have time to chat with family members, visit with friends, and dip her toes in the ocean while soaking in the sun. But one lazy, Saturday morning, when she heads out to the Buenaventura Beach Country Club to visit her best friend, Jasmine Lowe, the owner of the place, she finds something quite unexpected.

Nach vielen Jahren in Berlin ist Kommissarin Florence Labelle nach Frankreich zurückgekehrt und arbeitet nun für die Police Judiciaire in Nîmes. Ihr aktueller Fall führt sie nach Montcastin, einen kleinen Weiler im Süden Frankreichs. Doch die Idylle trügt: Der vermeintliche Verkehrsunfall entpuppt sich als kaltblütiger Mord, bei dem der achtzehnjährige Raymond Lapalut ums Leben kam. Ist der Täter im familiären Umfeld des Jungen zu suchen? Als ein weiterer Mord geschieht, stehen Florence Labelle und ihre Kollegen vor einem Rätsel.

When Brie Thornberg-Selvidge shows up to said book club complaining about having a sleepless night, Avery Baldwin is concerned. A barking dog is to blame for Brie’s fatigue, so the ladies decide to sit up that night, listen for the dog, then contact the animal’s owner. Everything goes according to plan, right up to the point where the little dog and its owner glide through Brie’s backyard. Is that a ghost walking around Buenaventura Beach with a yapping doggy trotting by its side? Or is some prankster intentionally trying to ruin the quietude of the town?