In the small village of Kilbane, County Cork, Ireland, Naomi’s Bistro has always been a warm and welcoming spot to visit with neighbors and share a cup o’ tea. But murder has a way of killing business . . .
Nowadays Siobhán O’Sullivan, along with her five siblings, runs the family bistro named for their mother. It’s been a rough year for the O’Sullivans, but it’s about to get rougher. One morning, as they’re opening the bistro, they discover a man seated at a table with a pair of hot pink barber scissors protruding from his chest. With the local garda suspecting the O’Sullivans, and their business in danger of being shunned, it’s up to feisty redheaded Siobhán to solve the crime and save her beloved brood.
“If Janet Evanovich and Maeve Binchy wrote a book together, Murder in an Irish Village would be the result. This one is delicious fun.”—Laurien Berenson, author of Live and Let Growl
“A smart whodunnit in an idyllic locale. I dare you not to be charmed by sleuth Siobhán and her siblings, the O’Sullivan Six.”—Barbara Ross, author of Fogged Inn
About the Author
Carlene O’Connor comes from a long line of Irish storytellers. Her great-grandmother emigrated from Ireland filled with tales and the stories have been flowing ever since. Of all the places across the pond she’s wandered, she fell most in love with a walled town in County Limerick and was inspired to create the town of Kilbane, County Cork. Carlene currently divides her time between New York and the Emerald Isle. She is currently at work on the next book in the Irish Village Mystery series.
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Murder in an Irish Village
By Carlene O'Connor
KENSINGTON PUBLISHING CORP.Copyright © 2016 Mary Carter
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Siobhán O'Sullivan hurried through lush green fields, adjusting every so often for the bumps and dips of the terrain, imagining that from high above, Kilbane, County Cork, Ireland, must look like an ocean of green, rendering her a mere speck at sea. Before she knew it, she had passed the majestic remains of the ruined Dominican Priory, its Franciscan bell tower rising proudly above the town. Sheedy's cycle shop wasn't far now.
She hugged the medieval walls encircling the town, marveling at how something once constructed to keep violent marauders out could just as easily trap them in. She placed her hand on the ancient stone, relishing the way its rough peaks scraped against her fingertips. It was damp to the touch despite the midday sun. One of the few walled towns in existence, it had endured some of Ireland's most turbulent times and survived. These days Siobhán took solace wherever she could get it.
After ten straight days of lashing rain, the sun was laughing down on them, creating good cheer even in the be-grudgers. Shopkeepers swept their footpaths, green thumbs tended gardens, and other folk simply turned their faces to the generous swath of blue sky. Children squealed, and kicked balls, and raced their bicycles through swollen puddles. Shoppers bustled along Sarsfield Street, calling in to the market, and the gift shop, and the chipper, and the hardware store. And, of course, to Naomi's Bistro. They would call out to one another — hello, hi ya, and how ya — and everyone would answer they were grand.
Siobhán had less than an hour before the lunch service at the bistro would begin. Given that children were tasting their first week of summer freedom, and it was a Friday to boot, they were going to be jammers. She picked up her pace, as the shop was just over the hill. If her siblings found out she was sneaking out several times a week to visit a pink scooter, they would declare her a right nutter.
Cows lifted their heads and chewed lazily as she panted by, sheep bleated, and swallows streaked through the sky. Patches of gorse set the neighboring fields aflame with their bright yellow heads, emitting the slightest scent of coconut. By the time she arrived at the shop, Siobhán was out of breath. She'd better stop eating so much brown bread at the bistro or she would have to buy a colored track suit and join the race-walking ladies in the morning. Surely their wagging tongues burned more calories than their aerobics. Siobhán laughed to herself and pushed the door to the shop open, hoping the jangle of the bell would disguise her labored breathing.
She looked at the counter, expecting to see Séamus Sheedy break out in his customary grin. Instead, there stood Niall Murphy. His dark hair, normally cut short, hung almost to his chin, giving him an unruly appearance. He seemed taller, too, or at least more filled out. Even before the bad business with Billy, Siobhán had always felt on edge around Niall. Maybe it was his eyes — technically brown, but so intense, his pupils so enormous that she always thought of them as black. She wasn't prepared for the shock. What was he doing here?
It was impossible to look at Niall without a thousand dark memories swarming in. Just when she thought she was on the mend, there he was again, the sniper of grief aiming a killing blow at her heart. Instantly, no time had passed at all. No time since that cruel morning almost one year ago when Niall's brother, Billy, got into his sporty red car, absolutely blotto, and slammed head-on into her parents. They died on impact. Billy was charged with drunk driving and sent to prison, and Niall took off for Dublin. Where, for some reason, Siobhán had just assumed he would stay.
She wanted to back out of the shop, but he'd already trained his dark eyes on her. Just then, Bridie Sheedy's head popped out from the other side of Niall. Séamus's wife was so petite Siobhán hadn't seen her at first.
"Hallo," Bridie called out. "How ya?" Despite an obvious attempt to sound cheerful, Bridie's voice wobbled, and Siobhán got the distinct feeling that she had just interrupted something. What on earth was Bridie doing standing so close to Niall? The two of them couldn't be sneaking around, could they? Surely not. Bridie was mad about Séamus, despite their age difference; everyone knew that.
"Grand," Siobhán said, doing her best to avoid Niall's stare. "How are you?"
"Not a bother." A smile broke out on Bridie's face, and this time it seemed genuine. With her head of brown curls and sparkling green eyes, Bridie's presence eased the tightness in Siobhán's chest a wee bit. Her smile didn't waver, but her tiny hand fluttered to her head, where she adjusted a knitted blue flower stuck in her hair, one she'd no doubt made herself. Bride was always a walking advertisement for her homemade wears.
It was odd to see her in here, surrounded by grease, and wheels, and dirty rags. She was normally at Courtney Kirby's gift shop, where she sold everything from jewelry to handmade scarves. And when she wasn't at Courtney's she was perched on top of a stationary bike at spinning class. Siobhán would much rather ride a scooter; it never made sense to her why anyone would want to pedal like mad atop something that was never going to go anywhere.
Bridie picked up her bedazzled handbag, whisked out from behind the counter, and grabbed Siobhán by the arm. She had a surprisingly strong grip for such a little woman. "Would ye mind keeping my secret?"
Siobhán extricated Bridie's clawing fingers from her arm. She was the porcelain variety of pale and bruised easily. "What secret?"
"Don't tell Séamus I was here. I'm begging ye."
"Oh." Jaysus, she didn't want to be part of that kind of secret. Was Bridie cheating on Séamus? With Niall? Right here in the shop?
Bridie must have noticed Siobhán's face go scarlet, for she gasped and then laughed. "No, no, pet. Nothing I'll be needing to confess to Father Kearney." She continued to laugh, and Siobhán couldn't help but laugh with her. "Niall was helping me order a gear for Séamus." Séamus was an avid road racer, always darting about town on his bicycle. He used to compete in actual road races and had loads of trophies to show for it. Better than spinning, but Siobhán still preferred the scooters. "A surprise," Bridie continued. "For his birthday."
"Ah. Of course. Not a bother," Siobhán said.
"Grand." Bridie laughed and then kissed each of Siobhán's cheeks. "When are ye going to whittle us a few dainty birds or roses for Courtney's store?" She kept her big eyes on Siobhán without blinking. Siobhán had learned to whittle from her grandfather, who noticed Siobhán had a temper; although her mam was terrified at the thought of putting a knife into her wee hands, her grandfather insisted whittling would be a good outlet for the young hothead. It required patience and concentration, and to everyone but her grandfather's surprise, she was right good at it. She could turn a piece of wood into a tiny singing bird, or a delicate flower, or her personal favorite, a Celtic cross. There was a box underneath her bed with her carving knife and bits of wood. A little here, and a little there, and before she knew it, another marvelous creature would come into existence. But she hadn't felt like whittling since her parents had passed on. It didn't feel right to be so carefree.
Siobhán forced a smile back. "We'll see."
Bridie sang her good-byes over her shoulder and bounced out of the shop. Siobhán had a strange urge to run after her.
Niall darted out from behind the counter and planted himself in front of Siobhán. "What's the craic?"
Siobhán felt her ire rise. Oh, we've been having some fun, boyo, since your brother slammed head-on into our parents. "What are you doing here?" she said instead.
Niall glanced around the shop as if the bicycles had ears. "We need to talk."
Siobhán forced a smile. "Here for a wee visit with your mammy?" Nasty woman, that Mary Murphy. Her mam wouldn't want her speaking ill of a neighbor, but she couldn't help it. Mary Murphy hadn't once said she was sorry for what her son had done. Siobhán didn't realize her right hand was curled into a fist until a fingernail dug into her palm.
Niall's face darkened, and an unmistakable look of hate flashed across it as his mouth turned into a slight snarl. "Me mother hasn't been able to work since the town turned against her. You know it yourself. Séamus was good enough to take me on here."
Turned against her? Mary Murphy was the one who had been avoiding contact with everyone. She slipped in and out of Mass, hurried through the shops, and hadn't once come into the bistro since the accident. And here was Niall, blaming the entire town. Did that mean he was back for good? She didn't want to think about that now, and she especially didn't want to think about how her older brother James was going to react when he found out.
This was the problem with positive thinking: the moment she set herself up to be happy, something in her world always came crashing down. He'd ruined her break, the sunny day, her hope. She should just walk out right now, but she didn't want to give him the satisfaction. Without another word, she turned and made her way to the scooters that were lined up at the front window, all shiny and new.
Oh, how she loved the Italian scooters. She stood next to the black one, praying Niall Murphy wouldn't notice when she glanced down the row at her actual favorite, the one in pink. All her life she'd been told redheads couldn't wear pink. But her hair was a darker red, more auburn, and besides, that old notion had changed with the times, hadn't it? Kilbane had mobile phones, and cable television, and iPads, and redheads could now wear pink. Or else she could tuck her hair into the helmet.
Yes, she definitely wanted the pink one. With a basket. That was only practical. She could see herself zipping around town, picking up bread and milk when the bistro ran low, feeling the vibrations of the road in her body, the breeze on her face. Of course, she'd have to be careful in the rain, and she would have to figure out how to keep her siblings off it —
"Aren't you supposed to be in Dublin?" Niall said from behind her. "Starting university?" Siobhán stopped, and turned. Niall was less than a foot from her. Of course, she was supposed to be in Dublin. The whole village knew about her scholarship to Trinity College. After she completed her Leaving Certificate she'd spent two years working at the bistro and saving for University before the scholarship finally came through. Mam and Da even hung her acceptance letter up in the bistro for everyone to see. To add to her luck, her best friends Maria and Aisling had delayed college as well to travel. All three of them would be starting University at the same time, just like she'd always dreamed.
But just a few months before she was to embark on the adventure of her life, her parents were gone. James wasn't stable enough to run the bistro and take care of the three youngest. So it fell to Siobhán. Her best friends, Maria and Aisling, were at Trinity without her. The more time went by, the less they talked. It was too painful to be constantly reminded of the life she thought she was going to be leading.
How one's destiny could change in the blink of an eye. Niall Murphy knew why she wasn't in Dublin better than anyone. Her da's favorite Sean O'Casey quote rose up in her: It's my rule never to lose me temper till it would be detrimental to keep it. "I could say the same thing about you," she said. "Why aren't you still in Dublin?"
Niall looked around, even though they were still alone in the shop, then leaned in and lowered his voice. "I was planning on coming to see ye."
"What for?" Couldn't Niall see that she didn't even want to be in the same room with him?
"When can we meet?" He glanced around the shop. "Somewhere private like."
"Never," Siobhán said. Niall stared at her, and she stared back. There it was. She couldn't pretend, couldn't be polite. If he was back in town, that was his business, but she wanted him to stay far away from her and her siblings.
"Don't be like that."
"I have to go." Siobhán headed for the door. Niall blocked her.
"You've turned into a beauty since I've been gone."
Was he hitting on her? Siobhán felt the familiar flush of heat scorch her face. She'd always hated how she blushed at the drop of a hat. When she was younger it was a curse to be so tall, with flaming red hair. But now that she was twenty-two, everything that was once ugly about her had somehow pulled together and blossomed into something beautiful. She still wasn't used to it. It thrilled her secretly, and that in itself was probably a sin.
Imagine Siobhán O'Sullivan succumbing to vanity. Beauty came and went, Siobhán was well aware, but it appeared this was her time, and wasn't it just as much a sin not to enjoy a rose in full bloom? She'd been looking forward to what kind of a splash she could make in Dublin. But she didn't like Niall Murphy looking at her like that, saying those things. Where was Séamus?
Niall brought his face close to hers. She stood her ground despite desperately wanting to back away from him. "Listen to me, gorgeous. It wasn't Billy's fault. He didn't do it."
"Didn't do it?" Fury rose in her as the sight of her parents' twisted white Volvo accosted her once again. "Are ye mental?"
Niall put his hands up, as if surrendering, looked around, and stepped so close she could smell whiskey on his breath. "I have proof."
"Proof?" Instantly she saw Billy's flashy red car zooming around Devil's Curve and barreling head-on into her parents, who had been returning from a weekend in Waterford. When the guards arrived, Billy was found slumped over the wheel, concussed, but alive, and muttering excuses. Later he was found to be three times over the legal alcohol limit.
"Are ye saying someone forced whiskey into him and pushed him into his sporty car? Made him press down harder on the pedal? Ignored all warnings to slow down around Devil's Curve? Is that what you're saying to me?" Her voice was raised now, and she didn't care.
Niall shook his head. He had a wild look in his eye. "There's so much. You wouldn't believe it."
"The proof. It's worth something. You know?"
"I have to go." Siobhán stepped forward, and Niall blocked her path.
"Me mother is in bad health. My brother is rotting away without good legal help." She'd never seen such a look in anyone's eyes before. It was as if he was pleading with her and threatening her at the same time. Like a wounded animal you feared would tear into you the minute you stepped in to help. Move, move, move. But she couldn't. Scooters were lined up behind her, and Niall hadn't budged an inch. She was trapped.
"I need you to move," Siobhán said. Poke him in the eyes. Is that what she should do if he didn't let her pass?
"Look here. I'd rather give it to you. That's the right thing to do. But he's my brother. And he's locked away for something he didn't do."
"Give what to me?" He wasn't right in the head. Why was she even talking to him?
"I need ten thousand euro." Niall inched even closer.
"Ten thousand euro?" Mad. He was absolutely mad. They barely had a thousand euro in the bank. Not that it mattered. She wouldn't give Niall Murphy the lint from her pocket.
"I figure you must have some money tucked away for college. You said yourself, you won't be needing it now."
"You're despicable," Siobhán said.
"I'm tellin' ye. Yer one would give me twenty thousand euro for it. But I'm trying to do the right thing, can't ye see?"
Siobhán instinctively stepped back, and her backside bumped into the handlebars of the first scooter in line. Before she could even turn around, it tilted over and knocked into the next, then the next, and with surprising speed and clatter, the scooters fell like a line of dominoes. "Jaysus!"
Siobhán reached out to fix the mess, only it was too late. The lot of 'em lay on their sides. Oh, Jaysus, no. Siobhán crossed herself. Were they broken? Scratched? She couldn't afford one, let alone all of them. Why had she come to the shop today?
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Most Helpful Customer Reviews
This has everything I want in a mystery ... well paced throughout, a cast of well-developed, interesting characters with charm and humor and just a tad of romance, a pleasant setting with local flavor and culture, and a mystery with lots of clues, twists and turns that kept me guessing until the end. I can't wait to read more by Carlene O'Connor. For those who care, there's no sex, no gore, but a fair amount of Irish swearing, a little bit of drinking, no politics, just a hint of religion, and no ghosts or other paranormal characters. It has a strong sense of family and close-knit community. JB
Can't wait to read more. Very enjoyable. I highly recommend it.
Murder in an Irish Village by Carlene O’Connor is set in Kilbane, County Cork, Ireland (and first book in a new series). Siobhan O’Sullivan (twenty-two) is part of the O’Sullivan six. Siobhan run her family restaurant called Naomi’s Bistro and takes care of her younger siblings (the eldest is James, but he has a drinking problem). Niall Murphy has returned to town and is not receiving a warm welcome. Niall is the brother of Billy who killed the O’Sullivan’s parents (auto accident). Niall claims to have proof of his brother’s innocence. To get his brother a decent attorney, Niall needs money. One morning the O’Sullivan’s wake up to find a dead man in their dining room (they live over Naomi’s Bistro). James O’Sullivan is the number one suspect (he was drunk). It does not help his case that he got into an argument with Niall the previous evening. Siobhan sets out to prove her brother’s innocence (and their restaurant). Will Siobhan be able to find the killer? Also, can she find out if Billy did or did not kill her parents? Murder in an Irish Village is an interesting book, but it had too many Irish phrases and slang (which made it difficult to read). There is a dictionary at the beginning, but I do not wish to continually refer to a dictionary (disturbs the flow when reading and difficult when reading on an e-reader). I found that some information was repeated frequently throughout the book (the suspects and facts surrounding the murder). I did not understand why the writer felt the need to keep repeating the same information multiple times. Siobhan was not the most likeable character. She ran around alienating every friend the family had with her investigation (and wild accusations). I give Murder in an Irish Village 3.5 out of 5 stars. I received a complimentary copy of Murder in an Irish Village from NetGalley in exchange for an honest review.
Kinda frustrating in that there were no solid clues until the end. However, it was a fun and easy read. Loved the Irish jargon and cultural tidbits.
An enjoyable cozy mystery set in Kilbane, Ireland and populated with a colorful cast. "I thought the butler always did it," someone remarked under their breath. MURDER IN AN IRISH VILLAGE by Carlene O'Connor is an enjoyable cozy mystery set in Kilbane, a small village in Ireland's County Cork, populated with a colorful cast. I listened to the audio edition. The story is told from the first-person perspective of Siobhán O'Sullivan, who runs her family's bistro. Siobhán is burdened with a full plate taking care of her four younger siblings and her older brother, James, who has a drinking problem. Siobhán's plans to study at the University of Dublin have been put on permanent hold since her parents were tragically killed by a drunk driver. As if her year hasn't been bad enough, Niall, the brother of the man who killed her parents, is found murdered with a pair of pink scissors in the bistro and James is arrested for the crime. The police seem to think it's an open-and-shut case, but Siobhán strongly believes in her brother's innocence. So... Siobhán sets about turning the town and it's residents upside-down in her quest to find the real murderer and free her brother. Siobhán has her work cut out for her as there's a plethora of suspects with plausible motives. Readers can expect a smidgen of romance and I wanted to give the evil eye to the despicable landlord of her bistro! Both this author and the narrator are new to me. The story was ably narrated by Caroline Lennon. Her voice was clear. Her brogue seemed authentic and was not so heavy that I couldn't understand what she was saying. She differentiated between the characters of which there were plenty - so that's quite an accomplishment. I would not hesitate to listen to her again and hope that she continues to narrate this series. MURDER IN AN IRISH VILLAGE is well-plotted with a multitude of twists and turns. I enjoyed the mystery element and the interactions between the characters, but the story dragged in parts for me especially where Siobhán pondered over possibilities and plotted her next plan of action. I just wanted her to get on with it! The humor was excellent! I found myself laughing-out-loud during some of her antics. The scene in which she and her siblings infiltrate the morgue was hilarious. The Irish historical aspects garner an A+. This series debut shows a lot of promise and I'm thinking the series will get stronger. The title of the next book, MURDER AT AN IRISH WEDDING, certainly stokes my interest! I'm going to have to check it out. If you enjoy cozy mysteries with just a hint of romance, I would encourage you to check out MURDER IN AN IRISH VILLAGE. My full review is posted at Reading Between The Wines Book Club. Please check it out there!
An enjoyable mystery! The family was so very close and together with a knowable village! I enjoyed the plot, the story appreciated the how to pronounce the names (in the beginning of the book) and the small glossary. I only rated it a four because it was a tad slow beginning and for US readers the glossary could have had more words in it! I'm part Irish so made me laugh because life was like that!
Title: Murder in an Irish Village Author: Carlene O'Conner Published: 2-23-16 Publisher: Kensington Books Pages: 304 Genre: Mystery, Thrillers & Suspense Sub Genre: Amateur Seuths ISBN: 9781617738449 ASIN: B00Y6RC1SC Reviewer: DelAnne Reviewed For: NetGalley . Following the deaths of their parents in a tragic accident caused by a drunk driver, Siobhan gave up her plans to go to the University. She remains in the village of Kilbane to help her brother James, who has crawled into a bottle himself, care for their four younger siblings and run Naomi's Bistro, the family's business and only source of income. Niall Murphy, the brother of the man convicted of causing the accident is pressuring the O'Sullivans for money to prove his brother was not responsible for the accident that there was another vehicle involved and he swerved to avoid it and accidently hit the O'Sullivan's car. An alteration between Niall and an inebriated James sends James off to spend the night in the bottom of a bottle. When the rest of the O'Sullivans arrive at Naomi's the following morning find someone already inside the locked building and seated at one of the tables. With further investigation the find Naill Murphy with a pair hot pink shears sticking out of his chest. When James heads the list of suspects Siobhan decides she needs to find out the truth before James is convicted of the crime and what really happened the day her parents died. Like most families with multiple children, it is allowed and expected for squabbles to break out among them, but we be the fool that harms one for their siblings are there to take up the cause of the defense. Such is the situation of the O'Sullivan brood. United they are a force to be reckoned with. The killer may have bitten off more than they can chew when framing James. Murder in an Irish Village is told with style and talent by Carlene O'Conner, her use of the local vernacular adds flavor and charm to the story. This fast paced cozy mystery has a plot that is well planned. Siobhan and the other characters are multi dimensional and believable. There are twist and turns peppering the story to keep the reader involved and guessing. With warm scenes of a family fighting to overcome their grief to work together to keep going after their parents death. Ms. O'Conner's descriptive phraseology brings the village to life for the reader. A definite winner, I give Murder in an Irish Village a 4 1/2 stars out of five.
Siobhán O'Sullivan has had to put her college dreams on hold and has had to step up to take care of her siblings after their parents death in a car accident the year before. Our story begins when the brother of the young man convicted of causing her parents accident, returns to town and demands money from her to prove that his brother is innocent. When he later turns up dead in the bistro and her brother is covered in his blood, she realizes that it will fall to her to prove that he is innocent. Still, who knows what lurks behind closed doors even in a place where everyone knows everyone else’s business and Killbane is full of secrets. I love that this story is about more than just a murder mystery. Siobhan is busy keeping her older brother sober, fighting off the evil landlord and raising her endearing brood of younger siblings all the while making eyes at the local policeman and keeping up with her neighbors. It was heartbreaking reading as the siblings worked through their suspect list, just knowing that when they finally unveiled the killer it would likely be someone that they knew well and trusted. The clues are beautifully laid out and there are enough twists and turns to keep any reader turning pages right until the end. A fun mystery, perfectly seasoned with great characters, mixed in with just a touch of Irish history. This was a great introduction to an author new to me. 5 stars I received a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review.
The O'Sullivan Six have had a tough year. Their parents were killed by a drunk driver. Twenty-two year old Siobhan has given up her scholarship to University in Dublin to remain in Kilbane in County Cork to run Naomi's Bistro and take care of her 4 younger brothers and sisters while her older brother deals with his alcoholism. Things are going okay, until Nial the brother of the drunk driver who is in jail, shows up in the Village. He tells Siobhan that he has proof that someone else caused the accident that killed her parents and tries to extort money from her for the proof. She refuses, but when he turns up dead in the bistro one morning, her brother James is arrested and charged with the murder. Siobhan and her siblings take matters in their own hands when the feel that the police are not going to find the real killer. When everyone in the village seems suspicious the O'Sullivan's become the bad guys when they accuse many people of being the murderer. When someone else turns up dead, they know that it could not have been James as he is in jail. Siobhan is not only dealing with trying to prove James innocent, but the owner of the building where Naomi's is located, is trying to sell it out from under them as well as figuring out her feelings about a couple of gentlemen in the mix. A fun adventure where the whole family gets involved in solving the mystery. I will definitely look for more books by Carlene O'Connor. A great cozy mystery that would be enjoyed by many. I received a copy of this book from Netgalley in exchange for an honest review.
Great Book! This is a great book written by Carlene O’Connor. Siobhan O’Sullivan runs the family bistro along with her five siblings, after their parents died in a car crash almost a year ago. One morning, as they are opening the bistro, they discover a man sitting at a table with a pair of scissors protruding from his chest. When the O’Sullivans and their business are being shunned, Siobhan decides to solve the crime and save their business. If you are looking for a fun mystery then you need to read this book. I am looking forward to reading more books by this author. 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.
Siobhan O'Sullivans parents were killed in an automobile accident and her plans of going off to Trinity College in Dublin with her two friends were cancelled. Instead, as the eldest daughter of what the village of Kilbane fondly refers to as "the six", she stays home to take care of her younger siblings and to run the family bistro. Niall Murphy, the brother of the man who was found responsible for the death of Siobhan's parents, comes to Siobhan stating he has proof that someone else is responsible for their death and has a video to prove it. All he wants for the video is 10,000 euros. When his body is found sitting at a table in her bistro, Siobhan's older brother, James, is arrested for the murder. James, an alcoholic, was found past out and can't remember what happened. It seems circumstances and some evidence point to James as being the killer, but Siobhan is adamant that he has been set up. After it is apparent that the garda (police) look no further than her brother, Siobhan decides to investigate herself to clear her brother's name. During the course of the investigation, it is apparent that Niall was blackmailing a few people which to Siobhan's mind would add to the suspect list. I loved this book because it was written so well, I thought I was in Ireland without leaving my couch. I thought the mystery was well written, the characters well developed, it had some humor in it and some romance (the attraction of Macdara Flannery, a member of the garda, and Siobhan was very apparent and sweet). I didn't guess who the murderer was until the end of the book. This is the first book I've read by this author, and it certainly won't be my last. I can't wait for the next book in the seriesI would recommend this book to those who love cozy mysteries . PLEASE NOTE: I was given a free copy of this book by the publisher through Netgalley.com in exchange for an honest review.
Siobhan O’Sullivan lives with her five brothers and sisters in the small village of Kilbane, County Cork, Ireland. She and her brother, James, have been in charge of their younger underage two brothers and two sisters since their parents were killed by a drunk driver a year before. Natalie’s Bistro, the family restaurant, barely makes enough money to keep the family going, and Siobhan has turned down a scholarship to a college in Dublin to stay in town with her family. One day, Niall Murphy, the brother of the drunk driver, returns to town and insists that Billy, his brother, was not at fault. He attempts to sell her the proof for ten thousand euros. When James, a recovering alcoholic, learns of this, he gets drunk at the local pub and has words with Niall. Early the next morning, Siobhan and her siblings find Niall dead in their bistro and determine that James did not return home that evening. James is arrested for Niall’s murder, but Siobhan knows that he was not capable of killing anyone. She takes it upon herself to find Niall’s killer to the consternation of garda Macdara Flannery, who has an interest in Siobhan. I was pleasantly surprised by this book. It reminded me somewhat of an Agatha Christie novel, where the plucky young girl takes it upon herself to solve the mystery. There were enough clues that it was possible to figure out the mystery, but it was not obvious. Siobhan and her family end up suspecting most of the people in town before Siobhan finally solves the case. That part was a little unrealistic to me because the villagers, for the most part, were not angry with the family, but seemed willing to overlook that they had been accused of murder. I thought the characters were very likeable, and I enjoyed the budding romance between Siobhan and Macdara. The villagers were somewhat stereotypically humorous, and it was fun to read about their interactions with each other. Just like many small towns, everyone knew everyone else’s business, but many of the villagers still had secrets they did not want to be brought into the open. Without giving away the ending, I felt that it was a little weak. It did not make sense to my why the person who killed Niall did so. He was murdered to cover up a supposed crime, but in my opinion, I’m not sure that what happened was actually a crime. Anyone who enjoys a good cozy mystery would appreciate this book. One warning I have is that the author uses Irish slang and many Irish names. She does include a pronunciation guide and a glossary at the beginning of the book that was very helpful, but some people may find the Irish dialogue hard to read. I think that Carlene O’Connor shows a lot of promise, and I will be on the lookout for future books from her. I received an advance reader’s copy from NetGalley in exchange for an honest review
Siobhan O'Sullivan has had a rough year. She has lost her parents to a horrible auto accident, her chance to go to school is put on hold and she is responsible for taking care of her siblings as well as running the family bistro. When Niall, the brother of the man who was convicted of killing her parents shows up, demanding money and spouting his brothers innocence, Siobhan doesn't know what to think. Is it possible that someone else was responsible for the accident? Not only is the landlord trying to find a loophole to evict the O'Sullivan Six from their restaurant and home, but Siobhan's brother James has a drinking problem and when he falls off the wagon and has a fight with Niall, it sets of a series of events that will leave you on the edge of your seat. I am new to this author and I am so pleased to have found another wonderful writer in this genre. The story did start off slow for me, but once it picked up I honestly could not put it down. I appreciated that the author gave name pronunciations and definitions of the terminology she used. There were so many secrets and twists in this book and I was shocked with the outcome! I did not see it coming at all, the ending was definitely not predictable. I am looking forward to reading more in this wonderful series. The O'Sullivan Six are a loving family who know how to stand together and put their family first. I received an ARC of this book from NetGalley in exchange for my fair and honest review.
This refreshing Irish cozy features the O'Sullivan Six, an orphaned family led by the fiery Siobhan. She has deferred her college dreams to remain home and run the family tea shop and raise her younger siblings after the tragic death of their parents in a car wreck. But trouble appears when a murdered villager is found in their cafe and their oldest brother is arrested for the murder. Siobhan decides it's up to her to save her family by solving the murder and she juggles managing the restaurant, riding herd on her brood of brothers and sisters, and crime-solving while trying to keep one step ahead of the murderer. An ARC of this book was provided to me by NetGalley in exchange for my honest review.