Danielle Mott

A smart woman would dump her cheating ex, move from the city, and give herself a chance for a do-over. A smarter woman wouldn’t jump out of that same frying pan and return to Cape Discovery. I’m a high school counsellor turned new owner of Unraveled, my granddad’s yarn store in town. More exciting than a delivery of rainbow colored wool is the news of movie location scouts in the area. I can’t help being caught up in movie fever, until I stumble onto one of those landowners, face down in a kitty litter tray.

Tessa Wakefield has her hands full juggling a cozy craft store, her nutball family, and two men who’d rather poke out their eyes than describe themselves as cute (which they totally are). Cute, charismatic, and occasionally on her mind when she’s not stumbling over dead bodies and using her newfound ninja skills to track down murderers.

The Silly Season has arrived in Cape Discovery! Tessa Wakefield’s a softie and can’t say no to acting as one of Santa’s elves in the annual holiday parade. But when the jolly guest of honor topples off his sleigh and kicks the bucket on the town’s main street, all of Santa’s little helpers come under suspicion. Tessa’s determined not to trade her Santa hat for her sleuthing one. But even the loudest Christmas carols can’t drown out the hum of local gossip or dampen Tessa’s curious spirit, and she finds herself tangled in a murder investigation.

Tessa Wakefield has her hands full juggling a cozy craft store, her crazy family, and two men who’d rather poke out their eyes than describe themselves as cute, which they totally are. Cute, charismatic, and occasionally on her mind when she’s not stumbling over dead bodies and using her newfound sleuthing skills to track down murderers. Lucky she’s an excellent multi-tasker...because digging beneath Cape Discovery’s surface can unearth secrets that kill.

Across the country women are being murdered by a killer who leaves no evidence, no fatal wounds, no signs of struggle, and no clues to a motive. They are, truly, perfect crimes. In fact, the only thing that links the victims is the man they all knew: Jack Reacher.