Some Like It Hawk (Meg Langslow Series #14)

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SOME LIKE IT HAWK
DONNA ANDREWS

Meg Langslow is plying her blacksmith’s trade at Caerphilly Days, a festival inspired by her town’s sudden notoriety as “The Town That Mortgaged Its Jail.” The lender has foreclosed on all Caerphilly’s public buildings, and all employees have evacuated except for Phineas Throckmorton, the town clerk who barricaded himself in the courthouse basement.  

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Overview

SOME LIKE IT HAWK
DONNA ANDREWS

Meg Langslow is plying her blacksmith’s trade at Caerphilly Days, a festival inspired by her town’s sudden notoriety as “The Town That Mortgaged Its Jail.” The lender has foreclosed on all Caerphilly’s public buildings, and all employees have evacuated except for Phineas Throckmorton, the town clerk who barricaded himself in the courthouse basement.  

Phinny’s year-long siege of protest has been possible because of a tunnel through which his local supporters deliver food and supplies. But when a woman is found dead on the premises, Phinny becomes a person of interest. Meg is certain that Phinny’s been framed by the hawkish lender. Now it’s up to Meg and the rest of Caerphilly to protect Phinny—and his beloved pet pigeons. Meanwhile, the killer has flown the coop…

 

 

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Editorial Reviews

From the Publisher

PRAISE FOR DONNA ANDREWS AND HER MEG LANGSLOW MYSTERIES

THE REAL MCCAW

“As always, Andrews laces this entertaining whodunit with wit, a fine storyline and characters we've come to know and love." —Richmond Times-Dispatch

STORK RAVING MAD

“Meg grows more endearing with each book, and her fans will enjoy seeing her take to motherhood.”—Richmond Times-Dispatch

SWAN FOR THE MONEY

“As usual in this hilarious series…a good time is guaranteed for everyone except Meg.”

Kirkus Reviews

“Andrews always leavens the mayhem with laughs.”—Richmond Times-Dispatch

“The Meg Langslow series just keeps getting better. Lots of cozy writers use punny titles, but Andrews backs them up with consistently hilarious story lines.”—Booklist

SIX GEESE A-SLAYING

“Fans will enjoy [this] entry in Andrews’s fine-feathered series.”—Publishers Weekly

“Fans of comic cozies who have never read Andrews’ Meg Langslow mysteries have a real treat in store.…Lots of silly but infectious humor and just enough mystery.”—Booklist

Publishers Weekly
The future of Caerphilly, Va., is at stake in Agatha-winner Andrews’s warm, charming 14th Meg Langslow mystery (after 2011’s The Real Macaw). While the town hosts the Caerphilly Days festival for the summer tourists, under the surface the locals battle a finance company following former mayor George Pruitt’s embezzlement of the town’s funds. The festival not only helps raise sympathy for the beleaguered town but also conceals the activities of those who are stealthily supporting town recluse Phineas K. Throckmorton, who’s barricaded himself in the basement of the repossessed and guarded courthouse. When a corporate vice president is fatally shot in the courthouse basement, Throckmorton is suspected—and the town residents can’t share his alibi without revealing their secret tunnel. Blacksmith, mother, and occasional town deputy Meg must rally her resources to target the killer, just as the security hawk of the title targets Throckmorton’s pigeons. Agent: Ellen Geiger, Frances Goldin Literary Agency. (July)
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Praise for Some Like it Hawk

“Donna Andrews is known for combining wicked crimes with witty storytelling, and her latest novel featuring blacksmith Meg Langslow, Some Like It Hawk, lives up to its 13 predecessors…. An exercise in homicide and humor, "Some Like It Hot" will prey on the reader's little gray cells and funny bone alike.” –Richmond Times-Dispatch

“A satisfactory whodunit with plenty of wrong turns and red herrings… Just the cool tonic for a hot summer afternoon.” –Star News (Wilmington, NC)

“Warm, charming.”

Publishers Weekly

“Engaging.”

—Booklist

 

“…comic inspiration… fun.”

—Kirkus Reviews

“Humorous…”

—Library Journal

“The latest Meg Langslow Mysteries is a great tale that satirizes the financial industry as a bunch of predatory hawks who will do anything for another golf course. Filled with eccentric characters, fans will relish this jocular whodunit.” — http://themysterygazette.blogspot.com

 

A gaggle of praise for Donna Andrews and the Meg Langslow Mystery Series:

 “If you long for more fun mysteries, a la Janet Evanovich, you’ll love Donna Andrews’s Meg Langslow series.” —Charlotte Observer

“A long-running series that gets better all the time. A fine blend of academic satire, screwball comedy, and murder.” —Booklist

"As always, Andrews laces this entertaining whodunit with wit, a fine storyline and characters we've come to know and love." —Richmond Times-Dispatch on The Real Macaw

“With colorful characters, a solid mystery and laugh-out-loud moments. . . readers will have a rollicking good time with the new Meg Langslow mystey.” —RT BookReviews (4 stars) on Swan for the Money

“Andrews’ eighth Meg-centric mystery moves along like the best beach reads.” —Entertainment Weekly on The Penguin Who Knew Too Much

“Deliciously daffy. . . Andrews demonstrates her absolute mastery of the comedic mystery, deftly balancing outrageously funny scenes with well-paced suspense.” —Publishers Weekly (starred review) on The Penguin Who Knew Too Much

 

Library Journal
Meg Langslow's little town, Caerphilly, is foreclosed, and the lender is ready to take possession of the civic center. Alas, an executive is shot, and the townsfolk scramble to find a killer in Meg's 14th humorous adventure (after The Real Macaw). [See Prepub Alert, 3/21/12.]
Kirkus Reviews
Ornamental blacksmith Meg Langslow seeks a killer who committed his dastardly deed in the basement of her hometown's courthouse, while the building's ownership is very much up for grabs. Nothing, it seems, can throw Caerphilly, Va., off its reliably eccentric rhythm. Ex-mayor George Pruitt may have mortgaged the town's public buildings to First Progressive Financial, LLC (aka Evil Lender) and embezzled the cash he raised; FPF may be threatening to foreclose on the collateral if its demands for the town to annex some choice private property through eminent domain and turn it over to FPF aren't met; town clerk Phineas K. Throckmorton may have barricaded himself in the courthouse basement in protest over a year ago. The locals simply close ranks behind Phinny, refusing to tell FPF's private eye Stanley Denton about the tunnel through which they're taking food to the embattled clerk and doing their best to protect his 11 remaining pigeons from the hawk FPF has set on them. All would be perfectly normal, or at least what passes for normal in Caerphilly, if someone didn't shoot FPF vice president Colleen Brown dead only a few yards from Phinny's barricade. It's an obvious attempt to frame the clerk and flush him out of the courthouse, but which of FPF's many minions is responsible? Before Meg can celebrate the Fourth of July by answering that question, she'll have to deal with a litigious ecdysiast mime, a uniformed security force everyone calls the Flying Monkeys and a crime scene inspector whose preferred apparel is a gorilla suit. Not even Andrews (The Real Macaw, 2011, etc.) can sustain the comic inspiration of her wacky opening premise for an entire volume, but it sure is fun to watch her try.
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781250008176
  • Publisher: St. Martin's Press
  • Publication date: 4/30/2013
  • Series: Meg Langslow Series , #14
  • Format: Mass Market Paperback
  • Edition description: First Edition
  • Edition number: 1
  • Pages: 340
  • Sales rank: 171,032
  • Product dimensions: 4.10 (w) x 6.70 (h) x 0.90 (d)

Meet the Author

Donna Andrews

Donna Andrews has won the Agatha, Anthony, and Barry Awards, a Romantic Times award for best first novel, and three Lefty and two Toby Bromberg Awards for funniest mystery. She spends her free time gardening at her home in Reston, Virginia.

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Chapter 1
 
“Welcome to the town that mortgaged its own jail!”
The amplified voice blaring over the nearby tour bus loudspeaker startled me so much I almost smashed my own thumb. I’d been lifting my hammer to turn a nicely heated iron rod into a fireplace poker when the tour guide’s spiel boomed across the town square, shattering my concentration.
“Mommy, did the blacksmith lady do that on purpose?” piped up a child’s voice.
A few onlookers tittered. I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, then opened them again. I checked to make sure that all fifty or sixty of the spectators were safely behind the fence around my outdoor blacksmith’s shop. Then I raised my hammer and began pounding.
Nothing like blacksmithing when you’re feeling annoyed. The voice from the tour bus still squawked away, but I couldn’t hear what it was saying. And I felt the tension and frustration pouring out of me like water out of a twisted sponge.
Along with the sweat. Even though it was only a little past ten, the temperature was already in the high eighties and the air was thick with humidity. It would hit the mid-nineties this afternoon. A typical early July day in Caerphilly, Virginia.
But in spite of the heat and the interruptions, I managed to complete the current task—shaping one end of the iron rod into the business end of the poker. I flourished the hammer dramatically on the last few blows and lifted the tongs to display the transformed rod.
“Voila!” I said. “One fireplace poker.”
“But it needs a handle,” an onlooker said.
“A handle?” I turned the rod and cocked my head, as if to look at it more closely, and pretended to be surprised. “You’re right. So let’s heat the other end and make a handle.”
I thrust the handle end of the poker into my forge and pulled the bellows lever a couple of times to heat up the fire. As I did, I glanced over at my cousin, Rose Noire. She was standing in the opening at the back of my booth, staring at her cell phone. She looked up and shook her head.
“What the hell is keeping Rob?” I muttered. Not that my brother was ever famous for punctuality.
I wondered, just for a moment, if he was okay.
I’d have heard about it already if he wasn’t, I told myself. I pushed my worry aside and kept my face pleasant for the tourists. After all, I’d been making a good living off the tourists all summer. However inconvenient it had been to move my entire blacksmithing shop from our barn to the Caerphilly town square, it had certainly been a financial bonanza. Maybe it wouldn’t be a bad idea if the town held Caerphilly Days every summer.
I just hoped we didn’t have to continue them into the fall. What if—
I focused on the tourists again and continued my demonstration.
“To work the iron, you need to heat it to approximately—”
“That tent on your right contains the office of the mayor,” the tour bus boomed, even closer at hand. “Formerly housed in the now-empty City Hall building.”
No use trying to out-shout a loudspeaker. I smiled, shrugged apologetically to the tourists, and steeled myself to listen without expression as the voice droned on, reciting the sad, embarrassing history of Caerphilly’s financial woes.
“Alas, when the recession hit,” the loudspeaker informed us, “the town was unable to keep up with payments on its loan, so the lender was forced to repossess the courthouse, the jail, and all the other public buildings.”
Convenient that they didn’t mention the real reason Caerphilly couldn’t make its payments—that George Pruitt, our ex-mayor, had stolen most of the borrowed funds for his own use. Actually, a few buses had, until he’d threatened to sue, so now they just mentioned the ongoing lawsuit against him. Not as dramatic, but less apt to backfire.
“And to your left, you can see the Caerphilly Days festival, organized by the citizens to help their troubled town out of its dire plight.”
I always winced when I heard that line. It wasn’t exactly false—but it did seem to imply that we craftspeople were donating our time and our profits out of the goodness of our hearts, to benefit the town. We weren’t—we were making good money for our own pockets. Our real value to the town lay elsewhere.
Not that we could let the tour buses know that—or worse, the Evil Lender, as we all called First Progressive Financial, LLC, the company that had foreclosed on so much of our town. Only our new mayor made an effort to call them FPF, and that was because he spent so much time negotiating with them and had to be polite.
I glanced into the forge and was relieved to see that my iron was hot enough to work. I glanced at Rose Noire and nodded, to indicate that I was about to start hammering again. She bent over her cell phone and began texting rapidly. To Rob, I assumed.
“Come on, Rob,” I muttered. “Hurry up.”
I pulled the rod out of my forge and began the much more complicated job of hammering the handle end into a sinuous vinelike coiled shape. Mercifully, by the time the iron needed reheating, the amplified tour bus had moved on, and I had only the tourists’ questions to deal with.
“What happens if you break it?”
“Don’t you ever burn yourself?”
“You shoe horses, don’t you?”
“Wouldn’t it be faster to do that with a machine?”
I spun out my answers in between bouts at my anvil. Finishing the poker required several return visits to the forge, followed by several vigorous rounds of hammering. I could see Rose Noire, cell phone in hand, keeping a close eye on my progress. I treated the rod—and the tourists—to one last crescendo, a great deal louder than it needed to be, dunked the rod into the water bucket, releasing a small but dramatic cloud of steam, and held up the finished poker for the tourists to admire.
And then I did it all over again. Several times. I answered what seemed like several hundred more questions—or more accurately, at least a hundred iterations of the same half dozen questions. Finally the clock in the courthouse building chimed eleven, signaling the end of my shift.
I finished up the andiron I’d been making and thanked the tourists. Then I changed my sign to the one saying that Meg Langslow’s next blacksmithing exhibition would begin at 2 P.M. and slipped through the gate in the back of my enclosure. The cousin I’d recruited to mind the booth and sell my ironwork for me dashed in and began quickly shoving the tables of merchandise from the side of the enclosure to a much more prominent place front and center before the crowds dispersed.
Normally I’d have stayed to help her, but Rose Noire was waiting for me. She looked anxious. Not good.
“What’s wrong?” I asked.
“Rob’s been delayed,” she said. “He’s fine, and he’ll try again later.”
“Delayed?” I realized that I’d raised my voice. Several tourists were looking at us, so I choked back what I’d been about to say. “Back to the tent!” I said instead.
I strode rapidly across the small space separating my forge from the bandstand at the center of the town square. At the back of the bandstand was a tent. The town square was filled with tents of every size, shape, and description, but whenever anyone barked out “the tent!” as I just had, they nearly always meant this one.
Rose Noire scuttled along anxiously behind me.
As soon as I stepped inside the tent, I felt my fingers itching to tidy and organize. Even at its best, the tent was cramped and cluttered, since it served as the dressing room, green room, and lounge for all the craftspeople and performers participating in Caerphilly Days. Several coatracks held costumes for performers who would be appearing later or street clothes for anyone already in costume. And every corner held plastic bins, locked trunks, totes, knapsacks, boxes, grocery bags, suitcases, and just plain piles of stuff.
“Mom-my!” Josh and Jamie, my twin eighteen-month-old sons, greeted me with enthusiasm. They both toddled to the nearest side of the huge play enclosure we’d set up, holding out their arms and leaning over the child fence toward me, jostling each other, and repeating “Mom-my! Mom-my!”
Eric, my teenaged nephew, was sitting at the back of the enclosure, holding a toy truck and looking slightly hurt.
“They were fine until you came in,” he said.
“I know,” I said. “They just want to guilt-trip me.” Making a mental note to chivvy my fellow tent users into a cleaning spree later in the day, I stepped into the enclosure, sat down, and let the boys climb on top of me. Hugging them calmed me down.
“Thank you for watching them,” I said. “And not that I’m complaining, but what are you doing here instead of Natalie?” Eric’s sister had been our live-in babysitter for most of the summer.
“Grandpa says Natalie’s ankle is broken and she needs to stay off her feet,” Eric said. “So Mom drove up this morning to take her home and bring me as a replacement for the next few weeks. Assuming that’s okay with you.”
“It’s fine with me.” Having Eric babysit was fine, anyway. Should I feel guilty that my niece had broken her ankle chasing my sons? I’d worry about that later.
“And thank goodness you’re here to help out in time for the Fourth of July,” I said aloud. “Everything will get a lot easier after the Fourth.”
“I thought Caerphilly Days went on all summer,” Eric said. “What’s so special about the Fourth?”
“I haven’t told him,” Rose Noire said. “And evidently Natalie is very good at keeping a secret.”
“But he’s a resident now, at least for the time being,” I said. “Eric, do you swear you won’t tell a single soul what I am about to reveal?”
“Yes,” he said. “I mean, I swear by … um…”
“Cross your heart and hope to die?” I asked.
He nodded.
“Okay. Then it’s time we told you Caerphilly’s sinister secret.”

 
Copyright © 2012 by Donna Andrews

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 5, 2012

    Quirky read for mystery lovers

    I have read this entire series. While the murder mystery in each book is intriguing, it's Meg's quirky family that makes you laugh out loud. I would recommend this for anyone.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted August 25, 2012

    Donna Andrews has been writing about Meg Langslow for quite a wh

    Donna Andrews has been writing about Meg Langslow for quite a while now,
    in fact this is book 14 in the series. I now own all of the series but
    this is the first I've read. I've heard wonderful things about the
    series but other books just seemed to keep pushing to the front. Well,
    no more! Even though I normally read series in order I made an
    exception for this book because I won it as an ARC and promised to read
    and write a review. Having missed out on the first 13 books I'm going
    to be very careful about spoilers. Meg and her family and friends are
    working to try and save their town from an "evil lender". In
    the process they are having a summer celebration with blacksmithing
    demonstrations, dancers, singers, bands, plays and just about anything
    else that can be done on a stage. There are food booths and craft
    booths, there are many, many "loud" things. The LOUDER the
    better since they are covering up a secret. There are lots of fun parts
    of the book, the cousin who when stressed needs to be in a gorilla suit,
    Meg's twins learning about fireworks and "boom". I love the
    characters, I love the setting and most of all I love that there was
    restraint in the number of dead bodies that show up. Meg is working
    with the police to solve the murder of one of the staff of the evil
    lender. With all the chaos of the "fair" and the confusion of
    the mystery the book kept me guessing. It is a tribute to a very good
    author that I could start at book 14 and want to go back and read all
    the earlier books.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 10, 2012

    A very good read :)

    I was looking forward to this addition to the Meg Langslow series and it did not disappoint. The only problem is now I have to wait for the next book in the series.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted September 19, 2013

    Wow by the second chapter I had read "Evil Lender" so

    Wow by the second chapter I had read "Evil Lender" so many times, that I wondered what the author had against banks and mortgage companies. Then she started badmouthing American corporations and I thought, I'm done!
    I tossed the book in the trash and just pulled it long enough to make sure I wrote a review on the correct author. What a waste of $7.99.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 23, 2014

    Have most of series now and agree

    On reread of hawk that its not as funny i think it was all that tunnel door stuff just kept gong on and on marriage often slows a series but no reason nt to do flash backs with plots or as they say now prequels m.a.@sparta

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  • Posted October 18, 2013

    Read the whole series

    I had read series numbered 1 - 13 in about 3 weeks from the library and could not bear to wait until numbers 14 and 15 were also available, thus this purchase.

    I was not disappointed! One is introduced to characters who fast become "family" to the reader. The stories are fun and hold one's attention to the very last page. I thoroughly enjoy Ms. Andrews' style of writing and recommend this series.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 3, 2013

    good job! looking forward to this addition to the Meg Langslow

    good job!

    looking forward to this addition to the Meg Langslow series and it did not disappoint. The only problem is now I have to wait for the next book in the series.

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  • Posted December 14, 2012

    If you love Meg and her family, you have got to read this one!

    I learned about Donna Andrews through a book club I attend and I have said thank you every time a new book is published. The entire community is in on this one, including Meg and all of her family. In this day and age, it is wonderful to sit back and read a book that keeps you involved in trying to solve a mystery and makes you laugh out loud. Donna Andrews, well done.

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  • Posted September 21, 2012

    Enjoyable Reading

    First book that I have read by Donna Andrews but will not be the last. Great characters and the storyline is great with just a twist here and there.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 6, 2012

    a little flat

    I love the series but I didn't feel the necessity to read into the night with this one.

    0 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 9, 2012

    E

    I have enjoyed all the books of the Meg Langslow series but this is my favorite. Loved the mystery & the characters dry sense of humor.

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  • Posted July 21, 2012

    this installment of the caerphilly town story, as well as meg's

    this installment of the caerphilly town story, as well as meg's dealing with a crooked ex-mayor and an embezzlement by said ex. the town has been evicted from all it's offices, and the fpf is trying to take more land from it's citizens. what's going on and why? meg will figure it out. phinney has barricaded himself in the basement of the court house, which also houses the important papers of caerphilly. after a murder occurs, meg is involved in its solution. a cozy mystery with plenty of humor including a tunnel, (used to take food etc in to phinney), that you must lay down on a flat-bed cart to use to get to phinney, also a festival with lots of noisy entertainment to cover a loud trapdoor opening. and horace and his monkey suit are there too. if you want a fun read with a mystery involved, this is the one to read!

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  • Posted July 21, 2012

    Another winner from Donna Andrews

    Meg Langslow and family are fun to get together with. If you are looking for a well written, funny, character centered mystery, this series is for you. It's clean, witty and the characters are like old friends.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 20, 2012

    Another fun read

    I have enjoyed the entire series. Andrews sense of humor is a winner!

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