Adina Donati, Accidental Sleuth by Cassidy Salem Book Tour and Giveaway :)
Think
Murder
Adina
Donati, Accidental Sleuth Book 1
By
Cassidy Salem
Genre:
Cozy Mystery
Good
friends, wine and conversation… Great fun – until somebody turns
up dead.
Adina
Donati came to Washington D.C. to find excitement, not a dead body.
When a friend is murdered, Adina is drawn into the middle of the
police investigation. Tensions rise as the suspect list expands to
include Adina, her friends, and colleagues at the prestigious think
tank where she works. But every cloud has a silver lining. Between
the nice detective, the hot new volunteer at the dog rescue center,
and the newly available preppy ex-boyfriend, Adina’s dating dry
spell appears near its end. That is, if she doesn’t become the next
victim.
“I understand that this is upsetting,
however I need you to think back to what you saw. Close your eyes.
Try to remember and describe everything you did and saw from the time
you entered the restroom.” I took a deep
breath and let it out slowly, then described the scene to him to the
best of my recollection. I could almost envision the restroom as it
had been when I entered. The white sinks, the gray and white swirly
wall tiles, and the open stall doors. Seemingly empty, until I
approached the end stall. It all came back to me and I started to
tremble. “Hilary was laying on the floor, on her side, her hair
falling into that pool of blood. Shockingly red and dark in contrast
to the cool gray of the ceramic floor tiles.” Something wasn’t
right, “Something bright green in her hair?” I opened my eyes to find the detective
watching me. He nodded. “You did great.”
Dying
For Data
Adina
Donati, Accidental Sleuth Book 2
A
rival suitor and a deadly attack are enough to put a damper on any
date.
A
romantic evening with a hot guy goes downhill fast when dinner is
interrupted by the scream of sirens and the arrival of Adina's
favorite police detective. Afraid
her bartender boyfriend might be accused of murder, Adina's neighbor
enlists her assistance, and in the process exposes her to the seamier
side of illegal immigration and crime in the city. Hard as she tries
to limit her involvement, the more Adina learns, the more she needs
to know - until a case of mistaken identity lands her in hot water.
Will she uncover the truth before it's too late?
I shivered as we walked the short
distance to our dinner destination. Although the cold wintry air
provided some explanation, ingrained apprehension probably
played a greater role than I’d care to admit. Don’t get me wrong. The Provence Bar
and Grill isn’t in the worst part of DC, still it’s not in a
neighborhood where I’d feel comfortable walking alone at night. Of
course, I wasn’t alone. Bruce was right there at my side. His green
eyes sparkled as he watched me scan the streets for potential
dangers. “Adina, relax. It’s a regular
neighborhood, with regular people.” He clasped my hand as we walked the
short distance to the restaurant. His nearness helped, but didn’t
entirely assuage my fears as we made our way down the busy street,
passing an eclectic collection of humanity, from well-heeled
businessman to the occasional homeless person. I’d been looking forward to dinner
that night. It would be my third date with Bruce, and we planned to
check out the restaurant where my neighbor, Elena, worked. She had
lots of good things to say about the place, despite its less than
lucrative location. Elena was perched on a stool at the
hostess station just inside the restaurant. Dressed in a short black
dress that accentuated her fair complexion and long blond hair, she
greeted us with a bright smile. “I am so glad you came. You are
going to love the food here.” She leaned in close and added,
“Rafael is working tonight, too.” Elena and Rafael had been dating for
three months, and she talked about him every time I saw her. I hadn’t
met him yet and was curious to find out if he was as handsome and
charming as Elena claimed. A table wasn’t available so she led
us to the bar, promising that she would seat us as soon as a table
was free. She called Rafael over and introduced us. “Rafael, this is Adina, my neighbor,
and her friend Bruce. Take good care of them.” She hadn’t exaggerated, at least not
about his good looks. Tall, dark, and handsome, his Latino coloring
was set off by an olive green shirt with the restaurant logo
embroidered on it. His penetrating black eyes followed Elena as she
returned to the hostess station at the entrance. “So what can I get you guys?” He
wiped down the countertop while he talked. “White wine?” Bruce asked. I
nodded, and he ordered Chablis for me and a Heineken for himself.
Rafael brought us our drinks and stayed for a few minutes to chat. “So you’re that Adina person Elena
told me about. She really likes you. She doesn’t have a lot of
friends so that counts for a lot as I see it.” “She’s told me good things about
you, too.” “How do you like tending bar?”
Bruce asked. “It’s a lot of fun. Most of the
customers here are pretty decent. And, of course, this is where I met
Elena.” He smiled. “So where did you two meet?” “Bruce and I both volunteer at a dog
rescue center.” “Cool. I like dogs. I’ve never had
one. Too much work if you don’t live in a house with a yard.” A couple sitting at the other end of
the bar called him over, putting an end to our conversation. “I’d better get that. The other
barman is on his break. I’ll try and catch up with you later.” I watched as he made a show of mixing
up a colorful concoction in a tall glass for a well-dressed woman.
She clapped her hands together like an excited child, making her
appear far younger than the man at her side. Before we had time to finish our
drinks, Elena seated us at a cozy table in the main dining room. We
took our time looking over the menu before ordering. “When Elena recommended this place, I
didn’t know what to expect. It’s quite nice. Don’t you think?” The décor was simple yet pleasing —
plain white tablecloths, olive green napkins, and white and green
dishes. A lit candle set in a green and blue glass vessel completed
the tableau. He looked around and nodded.
“Impressive range of options on the menu, too.” The food was excellent. Our plates were
almost clean when the peaceful atmosphere was shattered by the scream
of sirens. Minutes later, a uniformed police officer entered and
asked to speak to the manager. Henri, the manager and owner,
accompanied the officer outside and out of sight. The diners,
ourselves included, watched the door for a few minutes before getting
back to our food. Around 10 minutes later, two uniformed
police officers entered the restaurant. The older of the two
announced, “Folks, sorry for the inconvenience but we’re going to
have to ask you all a few questions before you leave tonight. In the
meantime, feel free to finish your meal.” A heavyset restaurant patron had just
paid his check and demanded to go home. “But I’ve finished eating
and paid my bill. You can’t make me stay here.” “Sorry, but I can’t let anyone
leave until I get the OK from the lead detective. He’ll be here
soon.” Seeing a uniformed officer posted on
the other side of the glass entrance, the man scowled and stomped
back to his seat. The younger officer moved between the
tables taking down names and contact information, while the other
officer headed for the bar to talk to the some of the wait staff. I
could see a short blond guy pouring beer from the tap, but Rafael was
nowhere to be seen. Henri returned around 10 minutes later.
Head hanging low, he plodded over to the hostess station where Elena
waited. They spoke for a few minutes before Elena dashed toward the
door. Her face fell when she realized she couldn’t go outside. Elena wobbled on her high heels as she
walked in our direction. Bruce jumped up and caught her before she
could fall. She burst into tears. “Elena, are you all right? What’s
wrong?” I asked. “The police told Henri there was a
fight in the back alley. Rafael is hurt and they won’t let me go
outside to see him.” Her mild Russian accent came across stronger
than usual. The screams of another siren drew near
and stopped, drawing the attention of restaurant staff and patrons
alike. Soon thereafter, the flashing lights of an ambulance.
Killer
Reputation
Adina
Donati, Accidental Sleuth Book 3
Adina
can’t resist snooping when someone she knows turns up dead. Again.
When
a colleague at a prestigious think tank meets a violent death,
Adina’s not convinced any of the obvious suspects disliked him
enough to want him dead. Can the young research assistant, her quirky
neighbor, and a lovable rescue pup help the police put together the
pieces of the puzzle?
Killer
Reputation is the third mystery in the Adina Donati, Accidental
Sleuth Series by Cassidy Salem. The books are standalone reads and
can be read in any order.
“Patrick, we saw the commotion at
your house yesterday. How are you feeling? What happened?” Lynda
asked. “Fine. Just a headache. No big deal.” “From what we heard it certainly was
a big deal. I thought the neighborhood was safe. And, here you get
clocked by someone from behind. Scary. I might have to rethink my
early morning runs.” “I wouldn’t worry too much if I
were you.” “Any idea who it was or why?” I
asked. “Clueless. Probably some random
crazy.” He looked at the floor. “Let’s hope the attacker doesn’t
come back.” Jonathan looked at Lynda and me. “Keep alert.” Patrick’s eyes darted from left to
right as he searched the room. When his eyes suddenly lit up, I
followed his gaze to the entrance where Mona Blackwell stood. Mona,
an exotic, dark-haired beauty worked in the Foreign Policy
department. Her long hair was swept up on one side into an elegant
knot. Patrick’s smile belied his admiration
for the woman. His smile disappeared as quickly as it had appeared
when a handsome man in his late-thirties took her arm and guided her
into the room. She was accompanied by her husband, Gavin Blackwell, a
successful criminal defense lawyer.
Cassidy Salem has always been an avid reader. She is especially fond of mysteries (both cozy and traditional) and police procedurals. Over the years, her favorite mystery authors have included Agatha Christie, Kathy Reichs, Mary Higgins Clark, and John Grisham. When she's not reading, she enjoys music and spending time with family and friends, and travels with her husband and son whenever possible. Her travels have taken her to destinations throughout the United States, Europe, and Scandinavia.
Cassidy
is the author of the Adina Donati Mystery Series, which includes
Think Murder, Dying for Data, and Killer Reputation. Cassidy
co-authors, together with Christa Nardi, a YA mystery series, which
includes The Mysterious Package, Mrs. Tedesco's Missing Cookbook, The
Misplaced Dog, and Malicious Mischief.
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Thank you, Erika, for featuring my mystery series on your blog today. I hope your readers enjoy Adina's adventures.
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