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Zusatztext Praise for the Bookmobile Cat Mystery Series: “Charming... Librarian Minnie Hamilton is kindhearted! loyal! and resourceful. And her furry sidekick! Eddie! is equal parts charm and cat-titude. Fans of cozy mysteries—and cats—will want to add this series to their must-read lists.”— New York Times bestselling author Sofie Kelly " Lending a Paw is a pleasurable! funny read. Minnie is a delight as a heroine! and Eddie could make even a staunch dog-lover more of a cat fan."— RT Book Reviews "Charms with a likable heroine! feisty and opinionated cat! and multi-dimensional small-town characters."—Kings River Life Magazine "With humor and panache! Cass delivers an intriguing mystery and interesting characters."— Bristol Herald Courier (VA) Informationen zum Autor Laurie Cass , the national bestselling author of Lending a Paw , Tailing a Tabby, and Borrowed Crime , lives on a lake in northern Michigan with her husband and two cats. Klappentext Curl up with the latest from the national bestselling author of Borrowed Crime... Springtime in Chilson, Michigan, means it's librarian Minnie Hamilton's favorite time of year: maple syrup season! But her excitement fades when her favorite syrup provider, Henry Gill, dies in a sugaring accident. It's tough news to swallow...even if the old man wasn't as sweet as his product. On the bookmobile rounds with her trusty rescue cat Eddie, Minnie meets Adam, the old man's friend, who was with him when he died. Adam is convinced Henry's death wasn't an accident, and fears that his own life is in danger. With the police overworked, it's up to Minnie and Eddie to tap all their resources for clues-before Adam ends up in a sticky situation... Praise Also by Laurie Cass Title Page Copyright Dedication Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21 Chapter 22 Excerpt from Cat with a Clue Chapter 1 Throughout the long winter, I’d often dreamed about the month of April. It would be warm, I’d thought. Sunny. There would be baby lambs and fluffy white clouds and daffodils and we’d be able to walk outside without boots and hats and thick coats and mittens. In the northern part of Michigan’s Lower Peninsula, however, the reality of April was a little different. I switched on the bookmobile’s windshield wipers. They groaned as they tried to move against the slush spattering the glass, but inch by inch they gained speed and finally arced across, shoving the white stuff away. “Remember the April eight years ago?” Julia Beaton asked. There was an element of wistfulness in her expressive voice. “Nope,” I said cheerfully. “This is only my fourth spring in Chilson.” I’d spent many a youthful summer with my aunt Frances, but I hadn’t lived in Chilson until I’d had the great good fortune to be offered the job of assistant director at the Chilson District Library. The decision had taken less than a second to make. A job in my favorite place in the world? In a region teeming with lakes of all sizes, in a land of forested hills, in a small town filled with outstanding restaurants and eccentrically original retail stores, and in a library building lovingly converted from an old school? Sure, there was winter to deal with, a season that could last a solid five months, but I loved to ski, so where was the downside? “It was the best April in the history of Aprils.” Julia sighed. “The April to beat all Aprils.” “No snow?” I nodded at falling f...
