It’s official! To Catch A Cheat is out!

Talk about another bad day. Lindy Kellerman is back and this time her wedding plans are on hold thanks to a dead body in her synagogue. Who would whack a harmless caretaker and why?

More bad news. The killer has to be someone Lindy knows. The Sunday school teacher? The synagogue president? The rabbi?

Detective Fraser MacKinnon warns Lindy to let him solve the crime but with a killer in the neighborhood and Lindy at the epicenter of the local gossip mill, she’s determined to find out whodunit before the killer strikes again. Here’s an excerpt:

Going to the hairdresser couldn’t be considered investigating. On the other hand, I’d hear plenty of yakking from all the local women. It’s unbelievable what slips at the hairdresser. Fraser couldn’t get angry and call that poking my nose in. I had a legitimate reason and could I help it if everyone spills the beans to Mr. Nelson?


I’d get Julie to go with me. Two sets of ears are better than one, especially when you get zonked by a blow job. Oops. Blow-dryer. Being a sexy babe was frying my brain.

I could hardly wait to get to the hairdresser. If the other women failed me, and I doubted that, there was Mr. Nelson. I was never sure if that was his first or last name but I did know he heard everything that went on.

I’d have to take notes with all the dirt I’d hear. Good thing I had Julie. I hoped she’d been paying attention to Australia ’s Most Wanted.

My last thoughts as I drifted off to sleep were about Fraser and fakes. There was nothing fake about Fraser. No faking it either. I was bothered by two fakes or counterfeit items turning up at the same time.

Coincidence? I didn’t believe in them. I forced myself to put it out of mind and concentrate on Fraser, heaps more fun than counterfeit or Jake the Fake.

My last coherent thought was curiosity. I wondered what would turn up at the hairdresser. There was plenty of fake stuff there. Acrylic nails, hair extensions. None of those things could relate to Paul’s death but their owners just might.