Book 2, The Psychic Case files of “I’m Not Psychic” Celestina Howell
Welcome back to Asheville’s quirkiest mystery series.
Celestina Howell’s accounting practice is thriving, thanks to clients like 83-year-old Elspeth Crabtree, who insists her extensive lingerie collection counts as medical expenses. When someone tries to turn Elspeth into fashionably dressed toast at a Howell family anniversary bash, Celestina’s psychic abilities (which she still denies having) kick into overdrive. She’s sure someone wants to guarantee Asheville’s most glamorous octogenarian doesn’t live to see another Victoria’s Secret sale.
The suspect list is longer than Elspeth’s credit card bill: a desperate nephew drowning in debt, an ex-lover with a grudge, and a couple hoping to inherit her millions. Even that handsome FBI agent might have ulterior motives—though that might be Celestina’s cousin Drake talking.
With help from her lovably larcenous family and her questionably accurate horoscope column, can Celestina keep Elspeth alive long enough to file next year’s creative tax returns?
“The Case of the Lethal Lingerie” delivers Southern charm, senior sass, and murder with a side of silk in this delightfully cozy paranormal mystery.