All Things Murder by Jeanne Quigley



Barton is a small village in the Adirondacks. Veronica Walsh comes back here from California. The Soap Opera in which she acted is shutting down. Veronica loves acting but knows it will be difficult to find a new show at her age. All Things Murder is the first book of a new mystery series named A Veronica Walsh Mystery. Not long after Veronica returns to Barton, her neighbor, Anna, is murdered. Anna is a well to do woman. No one in Barton really cares for her personality. When she  is murdered, no one is shocked. Just before her death, she was enthusiastic about a new mall joining the community. This mall would have caused many small businesses to sink. This is very sad because the business owners need their money, and they love working independently. Plus, they've established a good relationship with the people in the town. Anna didn't seem to care. She was all about the bottom line money. Veronica finds herself fully involved in the case. For one, she lives next door. Secondly, Veronica finds  Anna's body.

There is something about Jeanne Quigley that is super. The characters and the town come alive. Each character is well developed.  Although I met her only after the murder, I learned a lot about Anna. I also liked the idea of Veronica working as a former actress in California. I especially liked her growing relationship with Mark, a romantic relationship. The solution to the crime seems a little bit shallow. This is not a complicated mystery. If you like complexities in a mystery, those are not here. This is a quick, fun and relaxing cozy. I am reminded of when small towns had a Main street with the hardware store, the butcher shop, book store, etc. This Main street is on Orchard. Again, Jeanne Quigley makes it come alive.

Jeanne Quigley is a debut author. She writes like an author who has been around for awhile. Thanks to Gale Cengage Learning for a debut copy.cengage.com/search

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