Deadly Drama by Jody Holford

Deadly Drama

Deadly Drama by Jody Holford (Britton Bay #4)
English | 2020 | Mystery/Thriller | ePUB | 2.9 MB

I’m a mom and wife first and many things after. I’m a best friend and a regular friend. A daughter, sister, auntie, and a teacher. I am a book lover, a shopper, a pajama-wearer, movie-watcher, worrier, over-thinker, and a wanna-be-good-Samaritan. I’m a Gemini, a nervous talker, and an emotional writer.

Newspaper editor and amateur sleuth Molly Owens takes center stage when it’s curtains for a theater director . . .

Living in the beautiful coastal town of Britton Bay, Oregon, seems like the perfect fit for Molly. She enjoys her work as editor-in-chief of the Britton Bay Bulletin, loves her boyfriend Sam, and feels at home in the adorable cottage in the back of his mother’s bed and breakfast.
This spring Britton Bay is staging its first-ever community theater production. The show—featuring local residents—is the talk of the town, but tongues are really wagging over the director. It turns out former soap opera actress Magnolia Sweet is anything but; nothing’s worse than a has-been on a power trip, and steely Magnolia routinely chews out her amateur cast. Still, it’s a shock to all when she’s found murdered in the theater. Now it’s open call for suspects, as Molly steps in to shine a spotlight on a killer waiting in the wings. But will this be her final act?

Dean’s features relaxed and he stepped inside. Molly moved back as Calli laughed, waving them in. “If you’re looking for friendly people and delicious food, you are definitely in the right place. See you later, Molly. Duty calls.”

Dean and Calli waved to her and Molly snapped another shot of the flowers for good luck. There had to be a couple of good ones. She continued down the sidewalk, waving to shop owners through windows as she snapped pictures of vibrant and varied barrels. The Spring Flower Barrel challenge encouraged all local proprietors to welcome spring with unique and colorful creations. So far this morning, Molly had seen flowers arranged in the shapes of hearts, a map of Britton Bay, houses, people, flowers, and the pier. The creativity blew her away.

Traveling around the world for her father’s job in the Army had allowed Molly to see dozens of places around the globe. Between that and her own desire to pick up and move when the urge struck, she’d been something of a nomad. Until Britton Bay. This town, the people—one very good looking and sweet mechanic, in particular—and the community itself, had hooked her hard. For the first time in forever, she felt like she’d found a home.

Heading back to the Britton Bay Bulletin, she felt much calmer than she had when she’d left.

“There you are,” Elizabeth, one of their feature writers, said. She was a lovely woman. Despite having no children of her own, she was the best friend of the owner’s wife and quite motherly in everything she did. Molly adored her.

“Did you miss me?” Molly pulled the camera off of her neck and rolled her shoulders.

“Just worried you’d let Clay get under your skin,” Elizabeth said, patting Molly’s arm.

“I’m fine,” Molly assured her, walking over to the layout table. It was mostly true. By the end of the day, she’d have shaken Clay’s mood off completely. In the long run, they’d all have a more peaceful work environment without the troubled young man.

The Bulletin was another piece of Molly feeling tied to Britton Bay. She’d found the job posting online at a time in her life when she’d been looking for some direction. There’d been more than a few hiccups in the beginning, with Vernon’s death and Molly’s guilt-complex pushing her to solve the mystery of his murder. At first, she hadn’t been entirely sure she was going to stay. Finding a dead body had a way of making a girl question whether or not she was in the right place. But the town had pulled together more than once in the face of tragedy and Molly felt connected all the way through to her bones. She’d never had what some would call roots, and this hundred-year-old perfectly square building had played a large role in giving her some.

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