Deirdre "Foxtrot"
Lancaster is fed up with all the goings-on at wacky billionaire Zelda
Zoransky's mansion. Running around like a chicken with her head cut off,
she's got a laundry-list of things to do. ZZ is hosting yet another one
of her famous salons. Her nutty guests have more than their fair share
of odd requests and strange demands. And now, friend Ben's estranged
sister has been found dead in Zelda's pool, an apparent suicide, with a
hairdryer floating beside her.
Yet Foxtrot doesn't buy it. Being a Thunderbird runs in Ben's family, and as the old saying goes, "you can't kill a Thunderbird with lightening." It's clear someone is trying to disguise a murder, but which of the guests could it be? Is it the renowned psychic who works with a painting dog? The slightly-schizophrenic transsexual writer of mysteries and children's books? And if it's the weather expert, what could the motive possibly be? It's a tall task, but with her fuzzy, slinky sleuths and a little bit of luck, Foxtrot might just solve her biggest mystery yet.
Yet Foxtrot doesn't buy it. Being a Thunderbird runs in Ben's family, and as the old saying goes, "you can't kill a Thunderbird with lightening." It's clear someone is trying to disguise a murder, but which of the guests could it be? Is it the renowned psychic who works with a painting dog? The slightly-schizophrenic transsexual writer of mysteries and children's books? And if it's the weather expert, what could the motive possibly be? It's a tall task, but with her fuzzy, slinky sleuths and a little bit of luck, Foxtrot might just solve her biggest mystery yet.
I really enjoy this series,
but this book took me a bit longer to get into than the first two. Once
I got into the book, it flew by. I love Foxtrot and the way she
interacts with the everyone and everything. I look forward to the next
mystery to come.
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