SHE DOESN'T HAVE A CLUE

When Kate Valentine, author of the bestselling Loretta Starling mystery series, decides to attend the wedding of her editor (and ex-fiance), her sleuthing skills are put to the test.

Kate knows that attending her ex-fiance Spencer’s wedding is probably a bad idea, but when she finds out that he’ll be marrying Kennedy Hempstead, of the wealthy Hempstead family, she can’t resist the temptation, especially since the invitation came from the infamous Rebecca Hempstead, Kennedy’s aunt, known as the “Bitch Bull of Wall Street.” Things become infinitely more complicated—and sexy, due to some convenient forced proximity—when Kate discovers that her longtime crush, Jake Hawkins, a former professional surfer, has been mistakenly invited as her plus-one, and that Spencer might be harboring feelings for her even after their disastrous break-up. When Rebecca suddenly changes the Hempstead family’s inheritance plans, throwing the celebration into utter chaos, and the bride-to-be is poisoned in a way strangely reminiscent of one of Kate’s novels, Kate finds herself turning to her fictional detective to help solve the mystery and clear her name. Kate’s vivid imagination and reliance on Loretta Starling means that the plot bounces between the events surrounding the wedding and excerpts from Kate’s novels. While this is a clever device, it has a tendency to muddy the tale rather than clear things up, especially since the author juggles a large and unruly cast of characters. But while this sometimes falls short as a detective novel, it works as a second-chance romance, and the combination of the two in this adult debut make it a charming and highly entertaining addition to both genres.

A delightful, light-hearted whodunit with a touch of romance.