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Death Hits the High Notes By GG Calpo
Genre: Mystery

Trouble is brewing at Whitman’s Port Choral Society as choir members drop dead and Detective Jonathan Storm raises more questions than answers in his investigation. When Stefan, the choir’s soloist, gets weaker by the day, Meg and her friends take matters into their own hands. And if a murder investigation was not enough to elevate anyone’s blood pressure, Meg finds herself in danger tied to her past that she’s struggling to understand.

Will Meg and her friends stop the killer before Stefan becomes the next victim—and before Meg’s past catches up with her?

Join these golden-age sleuths as they follow the clues, protect their own, and prove that friendship is the strongest weapon against a killer.

Excerpt :

We were at the school to meet our friends. Stefan sang in the Whitman’s Port Choral Society, and they were rehearsing for their annual fall concert this Sunday. He had asked everyone to meet him at the school auditorium. Said we might as well listen to the rehearsals. Except we were late, as the voices sounding from the auditorium made clear to me when I pushed the doors open. The rehearsal had started. Barbara took a seat beside Liz, sitting in the last row of chairs by the center aisle. The chair hinges squeaked as Barbara pushed the seat down.

“They still haven’t fixed these chairs,” Barbara grumbled.

“Fix? The school board should replace them,” I whispered back, eyeing the faded velvet-covered chairs and the dark stain marking the middle of the seat next to Barbara. Facing Barbara’s wrath was better than risking my brand-new jeans, so I scooted past her and Liz, who, of course, was on time.

“You’re late,” Liz whispered.

“Shush.” Barbara waved her hand at the stage. “Stop talking; we’re here to listen, in case you’d forgotten.”

Catching Liz’s eye and her grin, I knew she didn’t mind being told to shut up. She was used to Barbara. She had taught fifth grade at Post Elementary School until retiring a year after Barbara. Settling my back firmly against the school auditorium’s chair, I let the music take me away. Listening to music was my second favorite way to relax, next to drinking my morning latte. All that beautiful melody filling my heart and flying away with it up to the heavens. What could be better than that? Choral music soothed my worries away, even with the auditorium’s dismal acoustics.

“Why hold rehearsals here and not at Saint Anthony’s Cathedral? The acoustics in this auditorium are awful. It’s killing my listening pleasure,” Liz said.

“Your whining is killing mine.” Barbara didn’t even bother to turn her head toward Liz.

About Author

GG Calpo is a retired lawyer and accountant who traded contracts and numbers for the far more enjoyable chaos of fictional crime. Now she writes cozy whodunits featuring warm-hearted golden-aged sleuths who’ve seen it all, heard it all and will investigate a murder with zero hesitation. She loves stories where the stakes are personal, family and friendships are paramount, with characters who refuse to follow the outline and endings that pull the rug out. When not plotting twisty crimes—on paper only, of course—she spends her time reading, crocheting blankets and sweaters for her five grandchildren, watching mystery TV shows and taking long walks in her neighborhood. She lives in Central New Jersey with her husband and two corgis, Whiskey and Nugget.

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