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Death of the Kona Man
Aloha Lagoon Mysteries Book 9
by Catherine Bruns
Genre: Cozy Mystery

From USA Today bestselling author Catherine Bruns comes the next deadly delicious Carrie Jorgenson adventure in paradise…


Carrie Jorgenson is living the dream in Hawaii. She has a steady job as a waitress at the Loco Moco Café, a hot new love interest in her manager, and the curtain’s about to rise on her role in a local theater production. But when she’s asked to deliver food to a guest at the Aloha Lagoon resort—who then drops dead!—her dreams quickly become the stuff of nightmares.

 

World renowned food critic Randolph Cremshaw has no shortage of enemies. He’s rude, patronizing, and famous for his one-star reviews. After the coffee Carrie delivers is discovered to have been poisoned, she and the café quickly rise to the top of the suspects list. A jealous co-worker, thefts at the restaurant, and a performance that threatens to blow up in Carrie’s face only make things worse. With an already full plate, Carrie is also forced into making a decision that may change everything for her. But this all pales in comparison when she comes face to face with Randolph’s killer and what might be the final curtain call…of her life.

 

Recipes included!

 
**Suggested to Read Death of the Big Kahuna first!**


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EXCERPT:

Randolph stepped back so that I could roll the cart inside. He was dressed in a dingy white undershirt and black slacks that dragged on the floor, his long, narrow bare feet poking out from underneath. I tried hard not to stare at the crusted-over toenails that screamed fungus at me.

“Welcome to my parlor, said the spider to the fly.”

Yikes. For some reason, the word icky popped into my head. “Please enjoy your breakfast, sir. You can place the cart in the hallway when you’re done, and one of our staff will pick it up later.”

I began to walk away, and he grabbed me by the wrist. “Not so fast.”

Startled by his action, I shook myself loose. “Don’t touch me again.”

“Sorry.” Randolph gave a small smirk that said he was anything but sorry. He looked me up and down. “I’d like you to wait a moment until I’m sure the meal is to my liking.”

I had news for this man—no meal was ever going to be to his liking. He lifted the covers off the plates one by one, examining the food while he grunted in apparent satisfaction. Finally, he picked up the white coffee carafe, poured himself a cup, and sniffed. Like the other day at the café, he took a small sip, grimaced, then shook his head at me. “Not quite, doll.”

“Sir?” I was confused. Poncho had used his precious Kona beans this time, so what could be the problem?

“It’s cold. Bring me another carafe right away.”

I couldn’t believe my ears. Anger bubbled at the surface and threatened to boil over any second. What I really wanted to do was throw the entire carafe in his face, but then I’d be out of a job and, knowing Randolph, looking at a lawsuit.

“Is there a problem, dear?”

The man clearly enjoyed the fact that he was goading me, but I was determined not to let him get under my skin. “No, sir. I’ll be back in a few minutes.”

“Text Chef Paunch ahead of time,” Randolph taunted, “so that the coffee will be ready when you get back. That’s a good little girl.”

I bit into my lower lip to temper my reply. “His name is Poncho.”

“Whatever. He’s got quite the paunch on him, so my name fits. And do hurry up. I haven’t got all day.” He sat down and started to eat, dismissing me with a wave of his hand.

Could the man be any more pretentious? I counted to ten and compressed my lips together, afraid a nasty comment might slip out between them. As I started toward the door, I spotted two half-filled mimosa glasses sitting on the table on the balcony. I wondered if good old Randy might have had a girl over last night—or perhaps his estranged wife had joined him.

“Are you deaf?” Randolph bellowed. “I want my coffee—now!”

With great effort, I opened the door to the suite and managed to refrain from slamming it behind me. On my way back down the hallway toward the elevator, I grabbed my phone out of my jeans pocket. My fingers flew as I texted Vivian.

Tell Poncho that the jerk said the coffee’s not hot enough. Have a new carafe ready to go when I get back. It’s a wonder no one has killed this guy yet.




About Aloha Lagoon:
 
**Books can be read in any order and they’re from multiple authors!**

There’s trouble in paradise…

Welcome to Aloha Lagoon, one of Hawaii’s hidden treasures. A little bit of tropical paradise nestled along the coast of Kauai, this resort town boasts luxurious accommodation, friendly island atmosphere…and only a slightly higher than normal murder rate. While mysterious circumstances may be the norm on our corner of the island, we’re certain that our staff and Lagoon natives will make your stay in Aloha Lagoon one you will never forget! visit us at www.alohalagoonmysteries.com

 
 
 
The Aloha Lagoon Mysteries:

Ukulele Murder (book #1)

Murder on the Aloha Express (book #2)

Deadly Wipeout (book #3)

Deadly Bubbles in the Wine (book #4)

Mele Kalikimaka Murder (book #5)

Death of the Big Kahuna (book #6)

Ukulele Deadly (book #7)

Bikinis & Bloodshed (book #8)

Death of the Kona Man (book #9)
 
 

Catherine is the USA Today best selling author of the Cookies & Chance mysteries. She lives in New York with her very patient husband, three sons, and assorted cats and dogs. Catherine has a B.A. in English and is a former newspaper reporter and press release writer. She also writes the Cindy York and the Aloha Lagoon (Carrie Jorgenson) mysteries. Her next Cookies & Chance mystery, Silenced by Sugar, releases in January 2018.
 


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10 comments

  1. Lori Smanski says:

    well now, this is an exciting excerpt. sounds a little real to me. for sure this guy is asking for it. My question: How do you come up with the plots for the books?

  2. Lori Smanski says:

    this sounds interesting. I have often wondered if food critics are really stuck up and full of themselves and not nice people. Was this something that you have researched?

  3. Lori Smanski says:

    As a server at one time, I saw a few people like this. Fortunately I did not have to wait on them. But I sure felt bad for those that did. One lady handled it with such grace. We all learned from her how to handle people like this with grace and understanding

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