Well, Bless Her Queen of Hearts
Book Two in The Aunt Lottie Files
Some women collect jewelry. Vivian Sinclair collected secrets.
Everyone in Pacific Grove knows Vivian. She's impossible to miss behind the wheel of her immaculate candy apple red 1957 Thunderbird, turning heads from Cannery Row to Lover's Point. Elegant, charming, and just mysterious enough to keep the rumor mill humming, Vivian is this year's reigning Queen of Hearts and hostess of the annual charity poker tournament—a beloved tradition where the cocktails are cold, the cards are friendly, and the competition is anything but.
Mitzy Taylor is still settling into life with her irrepressible Aunt Lottie when she's talked into attending the tournament. She expects an evening of laughter, bluffing, and Aunt Lottie shamelessly hustling her friends.
She doesn't expect someone to end the night dead.
When Vivian is discovered slumped behind the wheel of her Thunderbird, the police quickly rule it a tragic medical emergency. But Aunt Lottie isn't convinced. Vivian was too careful, too observant, and she'd hinted that she was finally ready to expose a secret she'd been carrying for decades.
With Biscuit sniffing out clues faster than the detectives can dismiss them, Mitzy and Aunt Lottie uncover a trail of old love letters, broken promises, missing money, and long-buried betrayals stretching back more than thirty years. Soon they realize Vivian's murder isn't about winning a poker tournament.
It's about the last hand in a game someone has been playing for decades.
As suspects multiply and the truth grows more dangerous, Mitzy discovers that in Pacific Grove everyone has a poker face...
...but eventually, somebody always shows their hand.
Filled with seaside charm, laugh-out-loud humor, unforgettable characters, and twists worthy of a royal flush, Well, Bless Her Queen of Hearts is the second book in The Aunt Lottie Files—where the coffee is hot, the gossip is hotter, and murder is always dealt into the hand.
