Lost puppies, endangered birds… The sisters are birddogs on a murder most fowl. The sisters are thriving like mountain sage in an Arizona autumn. Nicole’s yoga business is gaining a foothold in Wyatt. Emma’s first mystery novel is scheduled for release. But a proposed, expansive building project in the pristine area of the bird sanctuary has the small town community in an uproar. It’s Environmentalists versus Big Business, and the sisters are caught in the cross-fire. When one of Nic’s yoga students is found dead near the planned resort, the amateur sleuths are back on the trail of a killer. Who has the most to gain from her death—the morally challenged developer, the money-grubbing boyfriend, her jealous brother, a nasty neighbor, or a co-worker with dark secrets? And where has Skittles, the dog, gone? While the Chocolate Martini Sisters sort through the litany of villains, they’re leaving no mystery unsolved. The stakes are escalating, throwing the sisters on divergent paths that all come together at a dangerous intersection. As they unsnarl the tangled mysteries, will they expose the murderer before the killer finds a way to silence them? This series never fails to deliver a blend of entertainment and mystery. It's a cozy small-town whodunit packed with red herrings, a ticking clock, and a colorful cast of characters. I especially enjoyed the dynamic between Emma and Nicole—their teamwork felt seamless, almost like they could read each other's minds. And that risky final scene? Easily my favorite part. If you're a fan of cozy mysteries, you won't want to miss this one. ~Nana's Book Reviews~ Inspiration comes to writers in all forms. Prescott, our model for Wyatt, Arizona, was the original territorial capital of Arizona in 1864 and named for an author, William Hickling Prescott—how fitting. Wyatt and Virgil Earp, as well as Doc Holliday, lived in Prescott for a period of time. This Wild West history lends background and inspiration for the stories of The Chocolate Martini Sisters. "Gus!" The black mutt exploded from behind the building, dissolving her tension. He raced past her, his bark excited, and did a complete three-sixty, before he bounded off from where he'd been. "What in the..." He disappeared behind the building, and she shouted his name again. When he didn't return, she trudged after him, shoulders tight with frustration. "Feel free to wait, Auntie, while I reign him in." Lydia laughed and skipped after her. "Don't worry about me. I may not move as fast as I used to, but I'm still moving." She cackled joyously, alarming several blackbirds she recognized as grackles who jetted from a yellowed leafed Aspen. Emma rounded the far corner of the building, following a dirt path covered generously with fallen pine needles from nearby trees. The back-half of Gus jutted from a cluster of rangy bushes, rear end wiggling. "Gus. Get out of there." A sharp whimper made her wince. Concerned he'd cornered a critter, she grabbed his collar, inching him backwards. When she saw what lay on the ground, her heart lurched into her throat. "Oh, no." She couldn't believe it. "Come away!" She tugged the excitable animal, struggling to contain him, and yanked the leash from her jacket pocket. "Lydia, stay back! You don't want to see this." Hand trembling, she managed to hook Gus to his leash and wrangled him from the bushes. "What's going on?" Lydia asked, sounding worried. "There's a dead body." After hearing countless stories as a mental health professional, Joyce Proell retired to create her own tales. As an award-winning author, she writes historical romance and cozy mystery where all endings are guaranteed happy. She shares her home on the prairie with a husband and a little dog with a big personality. When she isn't reading or writing, she likes to swim and finds baking almost as relaxing as a day at the spa. Brenda Whiteside is the award-winning author of romantic suspense, cozy mystery, and romance. She's a born and bred Arizona native who sets fictional stories in imaginary, but recognizable, Arizona locations. She and her husband live in Central Arizona. They share their home with a rescue dog named Amigo. While FDW fishes, Brenda writes.