Kiss My Axe

A dead man walking.
An axe festival.
Only one of these was on her itinerary.

Verona flew to the tiny Irish village of Dalkerry for one reason: Jian. Specifically, the six months of unfinished business between her pants and his. The man owes her—after months of acting like a chaste virgin ready for sacrifice, she’s finally collecting with interest.

What she was not planning to collect is a murder case.

And yet.

Dead men shouldn’t walk into bars, but Sean Hunter makes the world’s worst joke a reality. He’s been dead for five years. Presumed, anyway. His wife is engaged to his best friend, and Dalkerry’s been thriving, frankly. His return is as welcome as a sunburn in Ireland, and with an axe festival in town, the tension was bound to come to a head. An axe actually landing in some poor bastard’s skull? Slightly more surprising. The second one even more so.

Now Verona’s got two axe-related homicides, a suspect list longer than an Irish winter, and an inconvenient suspicion about Jian—who she really needs to not be guilty. Mostly so she can be sure she’s not screwing a murderer.

This killer picked the wrong village to get clever in. And the wrong private dick to underestimate.

Perfect for fans of Janet Evanovich’s Stephanie Plum and Elle Cosimano’s Finlay Donovan—dead-serious plotting, filthy humor, and a pub full of suspects who’ve been nursing their grudges longer than their pints.

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Praise for the Verona Montero series:

“...will keep readers on their toes…” —Booklist

“...full of intriguing twists and turns…” —Library Journal

“...a vibrant cast of characters…” —Kirkus Reviews

“I grinned like a lunatic from page one to the end.” —Shannon Baker, award-winning author of Stripped Bare

“...fast-paced, darkly funny, and driven by crisp dialogue…” —Carolyn Ridder Aspenson, USA TODAY bestselling author