Murder at Redwood Cove

Murder at Redwood Cove

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by Janet Finsilver
     
 

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ISBN-13:
9781616509309
Publisher:
Lyrical Underground
Publication date:
10/28/2015
Series:
Kelly Jackson Series
Pages:
198
Sales rank:
235,897
Product dimensions:
5.51(w) x 8.50(h) x 0.45(d)

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Murder at Redwood Cove


By Janet Finsilver

KENSINGTON PUBLISHING CORP.

Copyright © 2015 Janet Finsilver
All rights reserved.
ISBN: 978-1-61650-930-9


CHAPTER 1

What a horrible way to die — falling forty feet and landing on jagged rocks in the swirling ocean. I couldn't stop thinking about what my boss had told me, even as I forced my attention back to the present. My nails dug into the armrests as the small plane tilted to the side.

My thoughts slid away again. How did the accident happen? Had the inn's manager, the man I was replacing, slipped and fallen on a rugged edge? Had a piece of the treacherous cliff crumbled beneath him?

My fingers traced the embossed company emblem in the stiff brown leather briefcase resting on the seat next to me. When my employer, Michael Corrigan, called and instructed me to get to the bed-and-breakfast as quickly as possible, I felt a surge of excitement mixed with anxiety. It was my first assignment as an executive administrator for Resorts International. A rush of fear followed. It was also my fourth job in three years, not counting my work on the family ranch. Would this one be the fit I had failed to find? Was there even a niche out there for me?

The aircraft dipped and bucked its way through one air pocket after another. I gripped the armrests tighter, stomach lurching with each bump, and resisted the temptation to squeeze my eyes shut. The aircraft lined up with a toothpick-sized landing strip cut out of a thick stand of trees. Lower ... lower ... the wheels bumped, and the plane swerved from side to side. Off in the distance, the small patch of dirt runway ended abruptly at a cliff 's edge. Only open ocean beyond.

The pilot steadied the wheel, and the plane's path straightened out. I let go of the seat and uncurled my stiff fingers.

He turned. "Welcome to Mendocino County."

I took a deep breath. "Thanks for getting me here on such short notice."

The pilot taxied the plane toward a black Mercedes. "Most people wouldn't thank me after going through all that turbulence." He chuckled.

"My family has a resort in Wyoming with backcountry lodges we fly into. I never learned to like rides like this, but I got used to them."

I zipped up my down jacket, glad I'd left it on for the chilly flight. The plane stopped, and I unbuckled the seat belt, stood, and pulled my tan cowboy hat down by the chin strap from the overhead bin, the braided horsehair coarse to the touch. I stared at the parting gift from my family and then looked at the portfolio. The known and loved in one hand and the new in the other.

The pilot finished adjusting his controls, got up, opened the door, and unlatched the steps.

"Thanks again."

"Michael is a good friend of mine. When he called and asked if I could fly you in from Santa Rosa, I was happy to help."

I slung the briefcase over my shoulder and held my hat by the brim. I stepped out and grabbed on to the railing to descend the narrow ladder. A blast of cold ocean air whipped my hair around my face, stinging my cheeks. I touched solid ground with one foot, then the other, and breathed a sigh of relief.

The pilot followed me down and pulled my luggage from the cargo area.

A long pencil of a man approached, tugging at a sleeve of his black jacket. "Hi. I'm Daniel Stevens, from Redwood Cove Bed-and-Breakfast."

I extended my hand. "Kelly Jackson, executive administrator with Resorts International."

We shook hands, and he reached for my carry-on and duffel bag and turned to the car. A sleek black ponytail swung across his back. The high cheekbones and almond-colored skin hinted at Native American ancestry.

He put the bags down and started to open the front passenger door for me. Hesitating, he reached for the door to the backseat instead.

"Front seat is fine," I assured him. "Better view."

He opened the front door. "I'll load your things, and we'll be off." The wind picked up, and he buttoned the bottom two buttons of his jacket over his starched white shirt. He ran his finger around the stiff collar.

I settled into the passenger seat, put the briefcase on the floor, and placed my hat on top of it. Looking out at the ocean, I noticed a wall of fog hunkered down on the horizon.

Daniel got in. "Sorry about the mix-up with the doors" — he started the car — "I haven't picked up guests before. I don't know the protocol."

"No problem."

His shoulders dropped a fraction of an inch.

I leaned back into the leather. Right. Bob Phillips would've picked me up. But he was dead.

"How is Mr. Phillips's wife doing? I understand she suffered a heart attack."

"She's in Santa Rosita Hospital in intensive care. Her kids are with her."

We slowly drove off the gravel road and pulled onto California's Coastal Highway One.

"They'd been married thirty-two years," Daniel said.

Thirty-two years. A lifetime. My marriage had lasted four. I couldn't imagine the depth of the woman's loss. A piece of her life had vanished.

Even in early afternoon, the tall redwood border heavily shadowed the road. Glimpses of blue water flickered through the trees. I pulled myself out of my contemplation of the scenery and back to the work I had to do.

"Daniel, I'd like to go to the site of the accident first. The company wants me to send a report and see if there's anything that suggests we should add some new warning information in our guest booklets."

"No problem. It's pretty much on our way."

"The company job description says you're a maintenance supervisor. I'd like to know more about what you do."

He smiled for the first time. "That's a fancy title for handyman and jack-of- all-trades. My usual uniform is a denim shirt and jeans." He turned off the highway, following a sign directing them to Redwood Cove. "The B&B is a historic mansion. Upkeep is ongoing. I do some of the work and schedule what needs to be done by specialists. Recently Bob had me helping with the books and payments."

"Thanks for the information. I'll be managing the property until someone else can be hired. I'm sure I'll have some questions for you."

We drove through a couple of short town blocks filled with nineteenth-century New England — style architecture and then out onto a wide, open area of grass and bluffs overlooking the Pacific Ocean.

"These are the headlands." He parked in an empty lot. "Bob walked here often. It's public parkland."

Daniel led the way along a dirt path that meandered near the cliff's border then dropped down about ten feet below the edge. We walked out onto a flat area surrounded by ocean on three sides. He pointed to craggy, kelp-covered rocks below. "That's where he was found."

I had envisioned a trail close to the rim that might have collapsed or a place where people heard the siren call of a better view and stepped too far out. But a few people could comfortably picnic at this site, and the view was pretty much the same from wherever you looked out on the small plateau.

I frowned. "Do they know what happened?"

"Not sure. The police are doing an autopsy. Checking to see if he had a stroke or a heart attack." He looked at his feet and then to the froth-capped waves below.

"Is there anything else?" I prodded gently.

A momentary pause. "No." Daniel turned, and his long legs took him quickly to the top of the bluff. I joined him. We stopped and gazed down one more time.

"No, get back!" The wind snatched the shrill scream of a child. "Get back! Get back!"

A small boy rode his bike in our direction, struggling to stay upright on the sandy path. A stubby-legged dog worked to keep up, huge ears flapping in the wind. The bike began to topple. He jumped off, dropped it, and ran toward us, waving two slim arms above his head, shouting. The baying dog next to him had more luck being heard.

The boy stumbled and crashed face-first into tall grass next to the trail. We both ran to him. Daniel reached him just as the boy sat up, terrified eyes glued on the slender man. Tears streamed down his cheeks.

My heart wrenched at the anguish on the boy's face.

Daniel knelt beside him. "Tommy, are you hurt?"

A slight shake of his head from side to side. The boy began taking in gulps of air, faster and faster. Then deep sobs started.

Daniel put his arms around him and held him close.

"It's my fault," the boy struggled to speak. "It's my fault he's dead." His small fist struck Daniel's starched white shirt, leaving a brown smudge. "It's my fault."

CHAPTER 2

Another hit. The dog poked his large head into the boy's side.

Daniel held him closer.

The boy sank into the man's chest, burying his face. His slender shoulders heaved as the sobs continued. "He's dead. Uncle Bob's dead."

A soul-grabbing sound like nothing I'd ever heard filled the air. The hound's head was thrown back, nose pointed to the sky, ears dangling down his back, as he howled a chilling, baritone cry.

"Quiet," Daniel said sternly.

The dog's head came down, and his muzzle snapped shut.

Souls were saved.

The boy unfolded slowly out of Daniel's arms, stood, and wiped his eyes on the arm of his gray sweatshirt, leaving wet blotches on the sleeve.

"Are you okay?" I stepped toward him.

He nodded in reply but didn't say a word.

"I'm Ms. Jackson." I leaned down and put my hand out. "What's your name?" He appeared about ten.

I received a tentative, small hand in return and gently shook it.

Puffy red eyes looked at me. "Tommy," came the barely audible whisper.

"Nice to meet you." I looked at the canine that was seriously studying me. "What's your dog's name?"

"Fred."

The dog's lips pulled back in a grin at the mention of his name. His small tank of a body wiggled from one end to the other as he gazed at the boy.

"Come on. Time to get you home." Daniel stood and ruffled Tommy's light blond hair. He turned to me. "His mom works at the inn, and they live on site."

I walked to the bike and picked it up.

"I can get that." Daniel reached for it.

"I'm fine. You have two charges to take care of."

The tricolored dog lumbered beside us as we walked up the trail, Daniel's hand resting on Tommy's shoulder. A gust of wind sent a faint mist from the ocean over us, the salty tang filling my nostrils.

What on earth had the boy meant when he said it was his fault Bob Phillips was dead? I was dying to ask the question, but I knew now wasn't the time.

Daniel pulled keys from his pocket as we approached the car and aimed one at the trunk. By the time we reached it, the lid was up. He placed the bike in the back and put rags under the protruding front wheel. I spied a couple of blankets. "You're well supplied." I grabbed them and covered part of the backseat to protect it from Fred's doggi-ness.

"This is country living up here. You go prepared." He tied the lid down with rope. "Tommy, you and Fred hop in the back."

The boy climbed in. Daniel reached down to help the short-legged animal maneuver onto the car seat. Fred gave Tommy a quick lick and leaned against him.

We drove from the headlands to Redwood Cove Bed-and-Breakfast in less than ten minutes. Daniel turned the Mercedes into a narrow driveway. A two-story white clapboard house and a riot of periwinkle blue, fuchsia, and deep gold among massive amounts of green vegetation came into view. Bursts of white flowers climbed upward on a lush vine. Every eave dripped ornate curls of gingerbread trim. A well-dressed Victorian lady.

Passing the guest parking, we pulled into a loading area at the back of the house and parked next to a red Toyota pickup with Redwood Cove Bed-and-Breakfast painted on the side.

Daniel opened the rear door. "Out you come." He helped Fred make the descent. Tommy jumped out after him and ran for the house.

He took the porch stairs two at a time. He stopped at the back door, his hand on the knob, and glanced back. "Thank you, Daniel." His pale face turned to me. "Nice to meet you, Ms. Jackson." He opened the door, held it for Fred, and rushed inside.

Grabbing my hat and briefcase, I stepped out, took a welcome stretch, and sighed. A red-eye flight from Cheyenne, small planes in between, and hours of missed sleep hit me like a two-by-four.

Daniel smiled. "I'll get your bags and meet you inside. We can fix you tea or coffee, if you'd like."

"Coffee would be great. Thanks." I walked up the wooden stairs, following the boy's path. I entered a warm, embracing work area and kitchen combined and almost swooned as the aroma of baking cookies enveloped me. Right. Food. Hours ago there had been a rubbery-egg airport breakfast.

Two women looked up from a large table covered with neatly stacked piles of paper. A young blonde approached, an almost visible energy field surrounding her. "I'm Suzie Ward, manager of Ralston Hotel. Our place is just down the road." The enthusiastic hand I shook gave me a spark of energy.

"Kelly Jackson, Resorts International."

The other woman, large-framed and gaunt, slowly rose and walked around the table. "I'm Helen Rogers." She extended her hand. It was limp, as if unable to hold its own weight.

The spark extinguished, and my shoulders sagged.

"I came over to help Helen." Suzie looked away. "Bob's death has been difficult. The community lost one of its finest members."

"I'm sorry." I wished I had comforting words to ease the pain, but no magic vocabulary materialized.

"I see Tommy came home with you. I'm his mom, and I'm an assistant here." Helen ran her fingers through short, wavy brown hair interlaced with gray. "I'm so glad to have you here." Dark hollows beneath her eyes hinted at sleepless nights.

Daniel entered. "I'll put your bags in your room."

"I'll go with you. It's been a long day, and I want to freshen up." I looked at the women. "I'll be taking over Bob's duties until his position is filled. I'll be back shortly. I'd appreciate it if you'd catch me up on what's happening." The corners of my mouth managed a slight upward curve, defying the gravity of tiredness. "It's nice meeting you."

I followed Daniel down a narrow, wood-floored hallway. He paused as he started to turn left and pointed to a door on our right. "That's our conference room. Extra linens are in the closet next to it."

The hall had long, rectangular windows framing a lush backyard. We headed toward a door at the end of the hallway. Daniel unlocked it, and we stepped into a large, bright room. He deposited my bags on the floor.

A studio apartment–sized beige couch occupied the right side with a large oak cabinet directly ahead. An open door in the far corner revealed the edge of a bed. However, what demanded my attention was the part of the room that pushed out into a small strip of garden and pulled in the ocean beyond. Almost at cliff's edge — glass roof, glass to the floor.

"Wow!"

"Yeah, it's pretty spectacular." He stared with me for a moment. "We have a lot of foggy days here. Light's at a premium."

A small table with four chairs, window seats, and a beckoning recliner completed the furnishings. I spied a wood-burning stove against the wall near the sunroom. I put my things on the couch, took off my jacket, and tossed it on top of them.

"This is a self-contained unit." He led me to a galley-like area. "There's a small fridge stocked with a variety of food choices. Nothing fancy, but handy for late nights or long afternoons." A two-burner stove with a microwave above it provided the basic preparation equipment. And then there was the gleaming coffeemaker.

I laughed. "A sailboat kitchen that has a commercial-grade coffee machine with all the bells and whistles." My big, burly boss, Michael Corrigan, owner of Resorts International, prized a quality cup of coffee. A note on the glistening giant said fresh beans were in the canisters.

"Priorities. What can I say?" Daniel grinned. He walked back into the main room, opened a cabinet, and slid out a state-of-the-art computer. "There are file folders here" — he pulled out a drawer — "and office supplies are in that one." He pointed to the other side. "Your company does it right."

"Yes, it does." I looked around and then turned back to him. "Daniel, it's been a pleasure to meet you. Thank you for all your help."

"Sure thing."

"I'm sorry about Bob Phillips. It must be hard on everyone."

"It is. He was a great guy."

We looked at each other for a moment. Strangers sharing a moment of sadness.


(Continues...)

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Murder at Redwood Cove 4.2 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 17 reviews.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This is a good cozy mystery. The plot is interesting and well paced. The characters are all likable but a little flat and under developed. I found the repeated details of running the B &B a bit boring, as in one too many breakfast basket preparations and deliveries. Overall, its an enjoyable quick read, good but not great. JB
Anonymous 11 months ago
Would love to read more like this, very good character development. Lots of twists, quite fun.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I loved the book and the characters. I can't wait for the next book in the series!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Predictable
Carstairs38 3 days ago
Kelly Fills in for a Dead Man While I love living in Southern California, the one thing I miss from my growing up years in Northern California is redwood forests. Naturally, that meant when I spotted a book called Murder at Redwood Cove, I knew I had to read it. It was a wonderful trip to a hidden part of California. Kelly Jackson is out on her first solo assignment for Resorts International, a company that owns a number of bed and breakfasts. She’s flying into Mendocino County in northern California to take on the day to day running of Redwood Cove until a replacement manager can be found for Bob Phillips. Bob’s been running the location for years until a tragic accident left him dead at the bottom of one of the nearby seaside cliffs. However, not long after Kelly lands, she begins to question whether Bob’s death was an accident. Then she meets the Silver Sentinels, a group of retired people who have formed a community watch of sorts for the local community. Bob worked with them occasionally, and he was working on something they didn’t know about. The more Kelly pokes around, the more certain she is that Bob was murdered. But can she prove it before something else happens? Since this is a murder mystery, we as readers know that Bob was killed right away. However, the book doesn’t really spend much time debating that fact. Kelly is certain that something strange is going on pretty much from the beginning, and the Silver Sentinels back her up in that belief. Of course, there’s proving it to the authorities and figuring out exactly what is going on, both of which drive the plot. The book is filled with events and Kelly’s efforts to use them to narrow down her suspect list. The climax was a tad rushed, but everything was tied up at the end. I absolutely loved the characters. They were rich and sharp right from the start, and I came to truly care for several of them before the book was over. I can’t wait to spend more time with them. There’s quite a range of characters, too, from the kids of the employees at the bed and breakfast to the Silver Sentinels, but the author pulled them all off perfectly. Ironically, I did feel the suspect characters were a tad thin, but that’s a minor issue. My bigger issue was with the writing. This is a debut novel, and it was a bit rough near the beginning. I’m talking about things like a couple missing scene transitions and thing like that. The entire book was still very readable, and the writing smoothed out as the book progressed, I’m certainly going to read the next one. And I loved the setting. While Redwood Cove is fictional, I had no trouble picturing it and the coastline where the small town and the bed and breakfast would be located. In fact, it made me long for some time up in that area. Because this is set at a bed and breakfast, we get lots of delicious sounding descriptions of food. Trust me, there is something here to make everyone’s mouth water. Unlike many culinary cozies, we don’t get any recipes at the end of the book, but this is worth noting only in passing. I’m definitely planning a return visit to Redwood Cove. There may be a few flaws in Murder at Redwood Cove, but any cozy fan will still enjoy this debut.
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Dollycas 8 months ago
Dollycas’s Thoughts Kelly Jackson is an executive administrator of Resorts International. That means when needed she travels to a resort property to troubleshoot the problem and fill in where necessary. She is sent to the Redwood Cove Bed and Breakfast in Northern California when the manager is found dead at the bottom of a cliff. The police have determined that it was an accident but The “Silver Sentinels” do not agree. This group of senior citizens think their friend Bob was murdered. They draw Kelly into their confidence and she wonders if they are right. When she is attacked, she knows that wasn’t an accident, so maybe Bob’s fall wasn’t either. So in addition to stepping into Bob’s shoes at the B&B she finds herself nosing around to find his killer. Kelly Jackson is a very engaging character. Her boss believes all the employees at all their resorts are family. That is just how Kelly treats everyone she meets at Redwood Cove B&B. From Helen, the cook, and her son Tommy, that leave in a small guest house on the property, to Daniel, the handyman along with his daughter Allie, and all the wonderful “Silver Sentinels”, she treats them all as genuine friends. I liked them all too! I loved Fred, Tommy’s adorable basset hound. There is a heartwarming back story on how they came together. The setting is absolutely gorgeous and Kelly has a wonderful view from her room. Even the morning fog sounds absolutely delightful. It seems that Bob Phillips was an extraordinary man with a big heart. He was very eco-conscious and believed in protecting all parts of the environment. Could this have gotten him killed? The story takes several twists as Kelly tries to eliminate suspects. This twists were very well written. The ending was full of suspense and a complete surprise. The characters are what really stand out to me in this story. From youngsters to oldsters they are an amazing group. I want to pack my bags and head for the Redwood Cove Bed and Breakfast and meet up with them today. There should be any more trouble there right?? Well, I will be starting the next book in the series right away. I will keep you posted!
InspirationalAngel531 More than 1 year ago
Title: Murder at Redwood Cove - Kelly Jackson Mystery 1 Author: Janet Finsilver Published: 10-13-15 Publisher: Kensington Books Pages: 200 Genre: Mystery, Thrillers & Suspense Sub Genre: General Fiction; Amateur Sleuths ISBN: 978161509293 ASIN: B00TNBLYD4 Reviewer: DelAnne Reviewed For: NetGalley My Rating: 5 Stars . . Kelly Jackson has the job of her dreams managing the Redwood Cove Bed and Breakfast. She is busy getting acquainted with her responsibilities and introducing herself to the rest of the staff and arranging the upcoming annual Taste of Chocolate and Wine Festival. She begins to question whether her predecessor Bob Phillips's death was an the accident everyone claims or are the Silver Sentinels, retired seniors who were friends with Bob, who claimed he was murdered. Bob supposedly fell to his death from the Northern California cliffs at the B & B. Even as Kelly begins to find clues that the Centennials are right the sheriff tells her there is nothing he can do without evidence. The closer she gets to finding the killer the closer she comes to be the next "accidental death at Redwood Cove. The characters are so diversified and memorable. With a well thought out plot and a scattering of clues and a few twist and turns Murder at Redwood Cove is an excellent read. Janet Finsilver's writing brings the story to life for the reader. One can smell the salt in the air as they read. I would love to spend time at the B & B and meet the Centennials. This is definitely a new series to add to my must be read list. Murder at Redwood Cove is a wonderfully written book and I look forward to reading more of Kelly's adventures.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Looking forward to more.
LolitaV More than 1 year ago
I received a copy in exchange for an honest review This sounded like a fun cozy mystery and I am so glad I got approved to read and review this one netgalley. It's just a bit different from most of the cozy mysteries I've read and I really enjoyed it. firstly it's told in the first person point of view, this is the first cozy mystery I've read that did that and I thought it really worked well. Then there was the mystery, Bob the previous manager of the Bed and Breakfast died in an accident, but a group of senior citizens are convinced it was murder. So the focus was more on proving Bob had been murdered and finding the murderer. I though it was a nice twist and made for a fun storyline. The mystery kept me guessing, there are four suspects from almost the beginning and it's hard to narrow the suspects down as they all seem to be on the scene or have had access to certain information, so until the very end it stays a mystery who has done it and why. And then there are two delightful plot twists towards the end, which were so well done and where so different from what I expected. Bonus points for that! I love a mystery that can take me by surprise like that. This book had a fun cast of characters, from Helen to her son Tony and his adorable dog Fred and the group of senior citizens who help solve crimes and such the Silver sentinels. I really liked all these quirky characters and how they brought live to the book. The sheriff isn't convinced Bob has been murdered and I actually thought from his point of view it made sense why he stayed with that point of view until there was really evidence and by then he was the first to run into action. It was great to see Kelly, the main character jump on the case and while investigating and running the bed and breakfast she slowly grows fond of the place. I also felt like we got a feel for her character and we learn a bit about her past as well. I liked how she was dedicated to solving this mystery, but also was responsible, didn't rush into things and gladly asked others for help. I liked how she listened to the Silver sentinels and took them serious and also took time to pay attention to Tony and his dog. Tony and his dog where two of my favourite characters in this book and they also play a vital role in the plot. There is a small hint to a possible romance, but only small. Maybe it will be build upon in later books? For now this character was only introduced and I wasn't really sure what Kelly saw in him as I didn't really feel their connection. But like I said there isn't really much focus on that part, so maybe that's the reason I didn't really feel the romance. The bed and breakfast setting close to the coats made for a fun setting. Although I would've liked to get a better view of the bed and breakfast. There are some descriptions of the surrounding area, but not as many from the bed and breakfast itself. The small town feel and close knit community was nice too.
Muttcafe More than 1 year ago
When the manager of the Redwood Cove Bed & Breakfast dies unexpectedly, Kelly Jackson is assigned to take over during the interim. Redwood Cove is Kelly’s first independent assignment with Resorts International. She is surprised to find that some of the Redwood Cove residents believe Bob Phillips’s death wasn’t an accident. The “Silver Sentinels”, a group of older residents with an eye for solving crimes are convinced that Bob was killed, possibly for what he had discovered about a large abalone poaching operation. The more Kelly learns, the more she agrees with their assessment, particularly after Bob’s phone is stolen and she is attacked. Between overseeing the annual Wine & Chocolate Festival and running the B&B, Kelly has a lot on her plate, but if she doesn’t find the killer soon more may die. I liked how Kelly is open about her desire to find the truth. She doesn’t pretend to be reluctant about asking questions. She is also respectful of all the Redwood Cove residents, and takes the senior sleuths, the “Silver Sentinels” seriously. Tommy is a sweet little boy and Fred is a wonderful dog. Both play important roles.Three cheers to Finsilver for mentioning the ability of trained dogs to detect cancer, even in early stages, and to her making abalone poaching, a conservationist issue, central to the plot. Murder at Redwood Cove is an enjoyable cozy with a beautiful setting and an endearing cast of characters. It is a terrific choice for mystery lovers of all ages. 4/5 Murder at Redwood Cove is available for preorder and will be released October 13, 2015. I received a copy of Murder at Redwood Cove from the publisher and netgalley.com in exchange for an honest review –Crittermom
debwill74 More than 1 year ago
What a fantastic cozy mystery. Kelly Jackson, Executor Administrator for Resorts International, is sent to one of their bed and breakfasts when their manager falls from a cliff in the small town of Redwood Cove. She, with the help of some friends digs to the bottom of this and a couple of other mysteries. The novel is an excellent introduction to the what is sure to be a must read for lovers of cozy mysteries. I received this copy of Murder at Redwood Cove by Janet Finsilver from the publisher via NetGalley in exchange for an honest review
KrisAnderson_TAR More than 1 year ago
Murder at Redwood Cove by Janet Finsilver is the first book in a new cozy mystery series. Kelly Jackson is an Executive Administrator for Resorts International. Her first single assignment is the Redwood Cove Bed and Breakfast. The manager, Bob Phillips died in an accident and Kelly has been sent to take over as interim manager. Redwood Cove, California is a beautiful location with a lovely town. Shortly after arriving Kelly meets the Silver Sentinels. A group of senior citizens from the town who solve crimes. Bob Phillips was a member. The Silver Sentinels do not believe that Bob’s death is an accident, but they are unable to convince Deputy Sheriff Bill Stanton. After Bob’s office is ransacked, Kelly discovers an envelope in the safe. Bob had written in the information in code but there was a note asking that the contents be given to the Silver Sentinels. The group is thrilled to have something to investigate. Kelly decides to help the group and starts asking questions around town. Kelly is hoping to find out Bob’s movements the day he died from his phone. The phone is returned to Kelly’s office and stolen before she can look at it. Someone has something to hide. Will Kelly and the Silver Sentinels be able to figure out who wanted Bob dead and why? I enjoyed reading Murder at Redwood Cove. It is a good first book in a series. I liked the setting of Redwood Cove and the Silver Sentinels (a fun group). I think Kelly will be a good main character, but she needs a little more development. We are given just a few details on Kelly’s life prior to coming to Redwood Cove (I found out more about Fred the basset hound than I did about Kelly). The mystery was complex (just how I like them) and not easy to solve (though I did). I give Murder at Redwood Cove 4 out of 5 stars. I will definitely be reading the next book in this series. I received a complimentary copy of Murder at Redwood Cove from NetGalley in exchange for an honest review.
weluvdopey More than 1 year ago
Great Book! This is a great book by Janet Finsilver, this is the first book in a new series. Kelly Jackson is the new manager of the Redwood Cove Bed and Breakfast on the coast of Northern California. When the old Innkeeper Bob Phillips falls to his death when he falls off the cliff, Kelly believes that his death might be from murder. When she is attacked and another body turns up, she puts her sleuthing skills to the test to find out what really happened. If you are looking for a great mystery that will keep you guessing until the end, then you need to read this book. I am looking forward to reading the next book in this series. A Review copy was provided to me in exchange for a fair and honest review. The free book held no determination on my personal review.
ArizonaJo More than 1 year ago
Murder at Redwood Cove by Janet Finsilver was a great introduction for me to this author. Kelly Jackson was a very relatable character and I totally enjoyed getting to know her throughout this book. She's smart and independent with a big heart. I found the corpration that Kelly works for to be fascinating because I have never heard of a resort company that actually cared about their employees as depicted in this book. What a lovely place to work in the real world. The supporting characters also won my heart, especially the Silver Sentinels. I look forward to learning more about Daniel and Allie, and Helen and Timmy as this series progresses. The plot was smoothly written with a great description of Redwood Cove. It sounds like a place that I would love to visit. I enjoyed the twists so I never really guessed who the bad guy/guys were until the reveal. I will definitely be looking for the next book in this series. I received an ARC from NetGalley and Kensington in exchange for an honest review. This review is strictly my own thoughts regarding this book.
TessT More than 1 year ago
Janet Finsilver's debut cozy has won a spot on the shelf with the other cozies. Murder At Redwood Cove is set in a B&B in beautiful northern California. The fictional Redwood Cove is modeled after Mendicino. Although the humans were quite lovable and great to get to know, I lost my heart to Fred the adorable basset hound. With the combination of a B&B in California, interesting people and cuter than cute Fred, I think that Janet may have a great new series in the works. FTC Full Disclosure - A copy of this book was sent to me by the publisher in hopes I would review it. However, receiving the complimentary copy did not influence my review
CozyMysteryLover1 More than 1 year ago
This is an exciting new series that will grab the reader from the very start. Kelly Jackson is an Executive Administrator for Resorts International, and she has been assigned as Interim Manager in Redwood Cove. Kelly has struggled with jobs in the past, never able to find her niche. She is hoping that her time in Redwood Cove will give her the confidence she needs to be successful. Kelly is filling in for a much loved member of the community who died suddenly. Everyone loved Bob and a group of people, known as the Silver Sentinels are positive Bob met with foul play. After a series of mysterious events, Kelly thinks the group may be right and she is soon wrapped up in the investigation. When a young member of the Redwood Cove community is injured, Kelly steps up and takes action, after all, these people are beginning to feel like family. I was captured by the wonderful style of writing and the authors ability to make me feel like I had stepped inside this story. I would definitely suggest this book to any cozy mystery reader. I plan to feature this book for my next available book club read. This is a 5 Star book! I received an ARC from NetGalley.com in exchange for my fair and honest review. All thoughts are my own.