Staged to Death (Caprice DeLuca Series #1) [NOOK Book]

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A cozy blend of murder and romance. A fun read--with recipes! --Laura Levine

Welcome to Kismet, PA, where home stager Caprice De Luca helps her clients shine in a lackluster real estate market--and where someone may only be in the market for murder. . .

Caprice De Luca has successfully parlayed her skills as an interior designer into a thriving home staging business. So ...
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Overview

A cozy blend of murder and romance. A fun read--with recipes! --Laura Levine

Welcome to Kismet, PA, where home stager Caprice De Luca helps her clients shine in a lackluster real estate market--and where someone may only be in the market for murder. . .

Caprice De Luca has successfully parlayed her skills as an interior designer into a thriving home staging business. So when her old high school friend Roz Winslow asks her to spruce up her mess of a mansion to perk up a slow buyer's market, Caprice is more than happy to share her skills. But when Roz's husband Ted is found skewered by one of his sword room's prized possessions, it appears the Winslows may have a few skeletons in their palatial closets. With the stage set for murder, Caprice will discover she can track down an antique tapestry and a cold-blooded killer with equal aplomb--as long as she's not the next victim. . .

"A fascinating inside look at the art of home-staging--but did I mention it's also an elegantly crafted murder mystery featuring an irresistible sleuth?" --Leslie Meier
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Library Journal
11/01/2013
Interior designer Caprice De Luca has created a profitable subniche by becoming a home stager for clients preparing to sell their homes. Recently, Caprice has been working with an old friend, Roz, and her husband, Ted. Their castle-motif home features Ted's extensive knife and dagger collection. Unfortunately, one of those valuable daggers is used to kill him off. Disagreeable Ted had plenty of enemies: he was having an affair, his company has problems, and even the gardener hated him. Roz begs Caprice to help since the police suspect her, so Caprice starts poking around. Thanks to Caprice's large family and small-town connections, the clues pile up. In classic amateur fashion, there's a fair amount of blundering, but two good-looking guys, a couple of sisters, and a cooperative police department all make it work out. VERDICT Prolific series author Smith (Marrying Dr. Maverick) shows her romance chops with her debut cozy mystery set in small-town Pennsylvania. Her mystery plot leaves readers in the dark for a few too many pages, though, leading to a sudden, abrupt ending. That said, the ensemble cast is charming.
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780758284853
  • Publisher: Kensington
  • Publication date: 12/3/2013
  • Series: Caprice DeLuca Series, #1
  • Sold by: Barnes & Noble
  • Format: eBook
  • Pages: 384
  • Sales rank: 12,724
  • File size: 939 KB

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Staged to Death


By Karen Rose Smith

KENSINGTON PUBLISHING CORP.

Copyright © 2013 Karen Rose Smith
All rights reserved.
ISBN: 978-0-7582-8484-6


CHAPTER 1

"That's highway robbery!" Isaac Hobbs protested.

Isaac was a tall, husky man in his early sixties. He was staring down at Caprice De Luca as if she'd pulled one of those antique knives from the locked case by the door and threatened him with it.

His antique store, Older and Better, was one of her favorite places to shop for her home-staging business. But she and Isaac always bargained like two thieves.

"Give him the seventy-five," her sister Bella advised her from across the shop, stuffed with furnishings and memorabilia. "The tapestry is pretty, and you know Roz will like it. It really goes along with your Camelot theme. Who wouldn't want to be a lady with a knight in shining armor at her feet?"

Caprice wouldn't want to be that "lady." Give her an ordinary guy who could be a partner in life, and he could forgo the armor as well as the white horse. In her thirty-two years she hadn't found anyone to fit that bill, though she'd thought she'd come close once. Her two sisters and brother had a lot to say on the subject of her criteria. Actually they had a lot to say about everything.

Except for today.

Bella had been way quiet on the drive here. She hadn't commented on the Saturday traffic, or their sister Nikki's latest catering job or their older brother Vince's dating habits or even her husband and kids.

"You talkin' about Roz Winslow?" Isaac asked. "That mansion has to be as drafty as a castle. I guess a Camelot theme suits."

When the economy headed south, Caprice had transformed her interior design expertise into a home-staging enterprise. Her specialty was themed stagings for high-end clients. But she'd take any job, big or small, simply because she loved mixing colors, textures, and styles. Her latest client, a longtime friend, had decided on a Camelot theme. Caprice hadn't told Isaac whose house she was staging, simply asked him to keep his eye out for specific Old World pieces. But word carried in Kismet, Pennsylvania, just as in any other town. It was no secret that the Winslows wanted to sell their faux castle-mansion and downsize. At least that's what Roz had told Caprice. The house had been on the market six months before they'd hired her.

"They went to school together," Bella told the shop owner.

"Went to school with Roz, huh?"

To her chagrin, Caprice guessed Isaac was comparing her to Rosalind Winslow in his mind's eye. And, yes, they'd been friends in high school and different as night and day. Roz was tall and willowy and had blond hair. On the other hand, Caprice was barely five foot four and was ten pounds overweight, with long, sleek, dark brown hair in a style straight out of the seventies era she loved. Well, she loved anything retro, from her vintage clothes to the lava lamp in her living room. But Roz ... since she had married Ted Winslow, she was sophisticated elegance all the way.

"Yep, went to school with Roz," Caprice verified to Isaac. "Her open house is Sunday. So ... are you going to give me that tapestry for seventy? It smells a little musty and—"

"Seventy-two," Isaac countered, cutting her off.

"Done!" Caprice agreed quickly, knowing her budget as well as the Winslows'.

Wealthy folks might spend more, but they still counted their silver dollars. Ted Winslow had been adamant about sticking to the contracted amount. Even though she didn't much care for Ted, even though Roz's marriage to him had interfered with their friendship, Caprice respected the financial terms of their agreement.

"Caprice, come look at this. I think it's Nana's pattern. Mom would love it. Her birthday's coming up, and we could go together."

"I'll roll the tapestry. You look around and see what else you'd like," Isaac offered with a wink.

Caprice smiled. Isaac knew she couldn't resist a good bargain. She stowed extra pieces she suspected would be useful someday in a rented storage compartment.

After threading her way around a Boston rocker, a pine dry sink that held a green-glazed ceramic pitcher, and an oak pedestal stand topped by a friar cookie jar, Caprice crossed to a primitive apothecary cabinet where a crystal bowl sat. She picked it up.

"Careful," Bella warned her. "My credit card is maxed out from buying Megan and Timmy spring clothes. I don't need a broken Fostoria fruit bowl charged to it."

After examining it, Caprice called to Isaac. "Navarre, right?"

"Sure is. One of the most delicate patterns from the forties."

"I'm sure Nana didn't have this in her collection."

Caprice and Bella's paternal grandmother, Celia, had moved in with their parents a few years ago. She'd sold or given away many of her belongings. However, she'd handed down her crystal and sterling silver to their mom, who'd appreciated the beauty of it for years. There was no doubt Nana Celia had excellent taste. Often she gave decorating pointers to Caprice that she actually remembered and used.

"Do you have any more pieces?" Caprice asked Isaac.

"Not now. But I'm headed to an auction in York and one in Harrisburg later this week. Do you want me to keep you in mind?"

"Are you thinking of pulling in Nikki and Vince?" Bella took the bowl from Caprice to examine it more carefully.

"A few pieces would make a wonderful present. We might even want to think about a surprise party." To Isaac she said, "You have my number. Give me a call if you find more of the pattern. I'll make a list of what our mom has so we don't duplicate anything."

Barely twenty minutes later, Caprice climbed from her restored yellow Camaro and headed up the flagstone path to her Cape Cod style house. The end-of-April day was gorgeously sunny. With Bella following close behind, Caprice appreciated her home, which had been built in the early fifties and nestled between a crimson maple and a white birch in one of Kismet's older neighborhoods. Mostly brick, with stone around the unusual arched door and copper roofing above the porch, it gave off a warm, homey air that had appealed to Caprice from the moment she'd seen it. Pink azaleas just starting to bloom under the dining room's bay window made her home look dressed up for spring. A tall privacy fence stretched on both sides and surrounded the backyard with poplars practically hiding it.

As soon as Caprice's foot touched the porch, a wild yipping began inside.

"Another stray?" Bella's question seemed to carry a tad of censure.

Caprice knew why. Her sister had been a beauty from the moment she'd been born. Not that Caprice remembered the event. She'd been two. But Bella's curly, black hair, perfectly oval face, and huge, almost-black eyes had earned her smiles and pats on the head from an early age. Vince was the brainy one. Nikki was the practical one. And Caprice was the curious one who asked more questions than anyone had patience enough to answer. But Bella, short for Isabella, liked her hair perfectly curled, her house straightened up, and her life in order. That was tough, with a husband and two kids, but she did a good job of it. That kind of life, however, had little room for strays.

"A neighbor found him. She was going to take him to the—well, you know. I couldn't take that chance. He's really adorable. You'll see."

"That's the whole point," Bella protested. "I don't want to see. Every time Megan or Timmy visit you, they come home whining that they want a dog or cat. Honestly, Caprice. Why do you put yourself through getting attached and the—"

Ah-hah! That was the real reason Bella didn't want a pet. Attachment.

Caprice unlocked the door and pushed it open.

Dylan was black and white and fluffy-furred all over. His name had been easy. She'd been listening to Bob Dylan when her neighbor had brought the dog to her. He weighed about ten pounds and had a tail that could practically dust her mosaic-topped coffee table in one sweep.

Ecstatic to see her, he barked and jumped up and down while Bella just shook her head and ordered, "Down, boy."

"His name is Dylan, and he and Sophia get along great."

Sophia was a long-haired, strikingly colored calico cat Caprice had found not long after she'd moved in. When she'd designed her living room in sixties-chic bright colors and geometric shapes, she'd worked a floor-to-ceiling cat tree into the plan and had it specially carpeted in turquoise. Sophia loved it. She sharpened her claws on it and left the rest of the furniture alone. A second scratching post upstairs, rubbed with catnip once a week, also helped.

In greeting, Sophia yawned, stood, meowed twice, and jumped down from her perch, her white ruff fluffing more with the motion. Dylan kept up his almost bouncing exuberance.

After tossing her purse onto a high-backed hall bench, Caprice caught the little dog and hugged him. "Did you have a good afternoon?"

"You really think he's going to answer you?" Dylan barked twice and Caprice laughed. "He just did." Taking him through the dining room to the kitchen, she opened the back door to let him run onto the covered porch, then down the steps.

"It's a good thing you have a fenced-in yard."

After checking Dylan's progress, Caprice went to the coffeemaker and pulled out a lime-green, yellow-flowered canister. She and Bella both enjoyed flavored coffees. "Chocolate hazelnut? I made a batch of lemon biscotti yesterday." She and her sisters liked to cook. They'd learned by watching both their grandmother and their mom. Caprice's buttercup-colored 1950s vintage-styled stove that matched her retro refrigerator reminded her of the appliances in her grandmother's kitchen long ago. Only these had high-tech features.

"Just one cup of coffee," Bella said. "I really can't stay much longer."

When Bella had arrived earlier, she'd told Caprice that Joe had taken Megan and Timmy to the movies. Joe was every bit as traditional as Bella. Until Megan went to kindergarten in the fall, he'd wanted Bella at home, insisting he liked her there when his workday as an accountant was done. Both Caprice and Nikki felt he expected too much of Bella because he rarely helped with the kids. But if Bella was happy, that was all that mattered.

"Pull out a chair. I'll make half a pot."

The antique maple kitchen table, surrounded by chairs with yellow braided seat cushions, had been a spectacular find. She and her sisters had already had many long conversations around it.

Caprice had just opened the screened door to let Dylan back in when her cell phone played "She Loves You," her latest Beatles ringtone. Pulling it from the pocket of her violet vintage skirt, she checked the screen. "It's Roz," she told Bella. "I should take this."

Bella just waved her hand in agreement and grabbed two mugs from a birch cupboard.

"Hi, Roz."

Dylan ran around Caprice's ankles, his tail brushing her calves. After she slipped off one of her espadrilles and petted him with her toes, he flopped down beside her foot.

"I know you're probably busy, but I need to see you," Roz said, sounding stressed.

Caprice glanced at Bella. "Right now?"

Roz lowered her voice. "Ted and I have been arguing all day about his sword room. He won't do what you suggested and clear most of it. On top of that, he just told me he's going out of town again later today. Can you come over and talk to him?"

Besides a theme, besides bringing in furniture and enhancing the very best features of a house, Caprice warned her clients to de-clutter. Apparently this was a problem for Ted Winslow. Clutter aside, there were also too many valuables in his "sword room" for open-house guests to wander off with.

Sensing Caprice's indecision, Bella checked her watch. "I really have to go. Take care of Roz. I'll phone you next week."

"Caprice?" Roz called, making sure she was there. "I really need help with Ted. He won't listen to me ... about anything."

Now just what did that mean?


As Caprice drove into Reservoir Heights, an exclusive community west of Kismet, she was amazed again at the size of the mansions. That was really the only word for them. The neighborhood had been designed around Kismet's reservoir, a sumptuous, blue-green lake that was a backdrop for many of the homes. When the community had been developed about ten years ago, the planners hadn't planted seedlings and young trees but had moved in full-grown ones. Some of the lots had been wooded to start with, but others soon became exactly what their designers envisioned them to be. The neighborhood was definitely a showcase of homes. Word had it that someone famous had toured one of the recently listed estates.

Someone famous in Kismet, Pennsylvania. Now that could be exciting news that would make the Kismet Crier.

Caprice wound along the newly repaved road. The home association in this neighborhood made sure everything was up to par. She couldn't help but admire a log home with its six-foot overhang and gables, which were supposed to convey country living at its finest. The luxury broker who was handling Roz and Ted's listing, a successful one in Caprice's ever-growing network of contacts, had filled Caprice in on many of the properties in the area, including this one. She'd described the massive stone fireplace inside. Several of these houses had adopted a country manor look, with coffered ceilings and Palladian windows. The neighborhood, with homes ranging from four thousand square feet to as many as ten thousand, was a sampling of architectural delights.

In another quarter of a mile, Caprice spotted the towers on Roz and Ted's mansion. The word mansion usually brought pictures to mind of a Southern estate with stately pillars and pristine white trim. No, that wasn't Roz and Ted's house. Theirs looked more like a castle.

Roz called it her storybook dream house when Ted had it designed for her. It was unique, stunning, and chock full of lavish conveniences. Roz and Ted had scoured pictures in books and, on their honeymoon, even visited castles in France, Scotland, and Spain for inspiration. The structure had an Old World flavor and had been built with two circular towers capped by cone-shaped roofs. The windows were long, practically floor to ceiling, and symmetrically placed. Double doors and huge columns invited visitors into an impressive entranceway. The walls weren't created with mortar and rocks but rather with faux-stone panels. Inside, a labor-intensive painting process had been used on some of the walls and brick facing on others to make them appear castle-like.

The house was an intriguing mixture of old and new. Because of that, however, the price as well as the style made it difficult to sell even in a healthy market.

So Caprice's philosophy, and her Nana Celia's, had been to play to the house's strengths and intrigue anyone who walked inside ... intrigue them and make them feel comfortable to boot. Curb appeal wasn't a problem. The mansion sat on a hill with the lake as a backdrop. Creeping phlox in dark pink, purple, and white carpeted the incline. The blue spruce and shrubs surrounding it gave it a calm, sturdy, peaceful air.

Caprice drove into the driveway, which angled from the west side of the edifice, and proceeded around an oval circle with a garden in its center near the front entrance. Parking, she pocketed her keys and climbed the steps. Standing under the portico, she rang the bell, which bonged deep inside the house.

When Roz opened one side of the immense, polished walnut doors, Caprice saw strain on her friend's pretty face. On a bad day, Roz could enter a beauty pageant. Today she was dressed smartly in a spring-green, two-piece suit, beige pumps, and gold cuff bracelets. Her shoulder-length blond hair didn't have a wave that misbehaved. As usual, her makeup enhanced her green eyes and covered any flaws. But there were blue smudges under her eyes no concealer could hide. And was that a tear stain on her cheek?

"I'm glad you're here," Roz said with a forced smile.

Caprice stepped into the foyer, practically the size of her own first floor. Gray, stone-paneled curved walls surrounded her. "Are you okay?"

"Better now, because you can help convince Ted he's being ridiculous. He insists he wants to show off the room and his swords, not hide what's in it."
(Continues...)


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  • Posted May 14, 2014

    Caprice De Luca has a good thing going in her small town of Kism

    Caprice De Luca has a good thing going in her small town of Kismet, PA. She lives near her close knit family and her house staging business is growing daily. She's growing her business into the high end housing market with the staging of her old high school friend's "Camelot" home. The first showing brought out loads of people, but they weren't all in the market to buy. There were those only wanting to see the big house, those there for the gourmet food, and those there with evil intent. There was also her friend's hairdresser giving more than a friendly kiss to her friend's husband. 




    So when the husband turns up dead in his own home, stabbed with one of his prized daggers, the police suspect the wife might just have motive and means. Caprice believes there are many other possibilities and she sets out to find answers the police might just be missing. After her husband's murder, Roz, has come to stay with Caprice for a while, falling in love with one of her rescue animals. Seems the "hubbie" was not so popular around town, but someone doesn't like Caprice asking questions and aims to stop her, whatever it takes! 




    This fun cozy is filled with interesting staging ideas. There is also lots of great romantic tension between Caprice and a couple of the other characters. Of course, Caprice's large Italian family is constantly on the look out to find her someone to be with. The family relationships are so realistically portrayed, that I felt like a DeLuca by " reader adoption". Nana's Minestrone Soup recipe, included in the book, is to die for. But best of all, the mystery kept me guessing, with multiple suspects showing up through out the book. Looking forward to further adventures, and a bit more romance with Caprice in the upcoming book--DEADLY DECOR.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted March 26, 2014

    Fun and Clever Read

    I enjoyed the main characters and the setting as well as the sweet progression of the murder investigation. If was fun and light and lively and I would read other entries in this series!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 21, 2014

    Entertaining

    This is a light read for my lunch breaks at work. I can loose myself in the plot for half and hour then return to work.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 17, 2014

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    A cute & cozy mystery. Iwas totally surprised in the end who the killer turned out to be. Would read the next in this series.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 14, 2014

    Excellent reading

    Enjoyed it. Can't wait for the next one. Excellent author

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 17, 2015

    a new cozy theme but doubt if series can do much for real estate themes or rehab

    dont mind staging hints except declutter and neutral less is more you would never leave weapons or anything you can put in purse or bag mansion or not or be in house alone to show these days

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 6, 2014

    excellent book

    excellent book

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 6, 2014

    So so

    Boring

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 5, 2014

    Bios and castle map version a1

    We need a king. Kr all res. 3 is ballroom. 4 is princess room. 5 is king and queen room. We also need a queen. 6 is royal bathroom. 7 is entrance. 8 is gaurd room. 9-10 is knight room.

    0 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 30, 2014

    Don't bother.

    I was looking for light reading on vacation. I thought the home-staging angle would be fun, but the book was tedious to get through. I'm not interested in any more of the series.

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  • Posted June 8, 2014

    just OK

    Not really my kind of book but I got to the end so that's something to celebrate. Very predictable story line.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 15, 2014

    This is a great book, first in a new series. Caprice is a home s

    This is a great book, first in a new series. Caprice is a home stager, amateur sleuth, and she rescues pets. I read this book in one day, couldn't put it down, kept me guessing until the end. It also has a bit of romance in it, which was fun. I will definitely be following this series.

    Dawn

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 25, 2014

    I absolutely am a Mystery a holic. This book met all my expectat

    I absolutely am a Mystery a holic. This book met all my expectations in mystery dept. I am so now hooked thank you very much Karen Rose Smith. So can't wait for the next installment. Digging Caprice much. Keep up the great writing.

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