Lindsay definitely got on my nerves couple of times, like how can you simply eat (chocolate cookies, of course) while listening your best friend physically abused by her husband. It is fun read except if you don't mind our protagonist consuming chocolate every 5 mins which would be sufficient to feed a small island. Lindsay Powell has lot on her plate with what sleeping with almost ex-husband Rick, stray overprotective watch cat (all hail Sir Henry), troubled neighbor and best friend/co-owner of her bakery (Paula), with getting involved with ongoing missing person investigation officer Trent. It was free on kindle, so I thought why not. Lately, I am into Diner Mystery kind of books. In spite of his mundane existence, Fred possesses arcane tidbits of knowledge about such things as hidden microphones, guns and the inside of maximum security prisons.īattling Paula’s elusive stalker, poisoned chocolate, Lindsay’s irritating almost-ex, and a dead man, Lindsay needs more than a chocolate fix to survive.Ībusive relationship (not described explicitly) Secrets from Paula’s past have come back to put all their lives in jeopardy.ĭetermined to help her secretive friend, Lindsay enlists the reluctant aid of another neighbor, Fred, a computer nerd who rarely leaves his always-tidy house. Though Lindsay and Paula have worked together for two years, Lindsay has no idea why her friend dyes her blond hair brown, hides from people and insists on always having a second exit.

Lindsay’s neighbor, Paula, is an enigmatic single mom of a two-year old boy.

While sleeping with the jerk feels like the absolute worst thing that could happen, that error becomes insignificant as Lindsay’s life rapidly spirals downward into complete chaos and a near-deadly bout with the chocolate she loves. Had she really been glad to see the cheating creep standing on her front porch last night? At that burst of insanity she should have called 911, requested she be declared mentally incompetent and locked up for her own protection. Lindsay Powell awakens one bright Sunday morning to find her almost-ex-husband in bed beside her.

Death by chocolate by sally berneathy