A charming tea room owner and her excitable talking corgi will need to work together to bring a killer to heel in this delightful cozy mystery.  For ex-accountant Emma Reed and her beloved corgi, Oliver, opening Reed’s Classic Tea & Cakes in the idyllic village of Trevena in Cornwall has been the fulfillment of a lifelong dream.  Her cakes are popular, she has a host of wonderful new friends, and even a potential new romance.  There’s even time left over for plenty of long country walks with Oliver, who is not only the cutest corgi on record (at least to Emma), he happens to talk (at least to Emma).  What could be better?    How about being asked to help cater the local Daphne DuMaurier literary festival?    But when the festival organizer is found dead and foul play is suspected, Emma, Oliver and their friends are plunged deep into a poisonous mix of village jealousy, family tension, money troubles, and secret love affairs.  Emma quickly realizes it’s up to her and her intrepid corgi to discover a canny killer whose bite is worse than their bark. “With the setting in a charming Cornish village and a tea shop, allusions to du Maurier novels, and endearing canine companions, this cozy will appeal on many levels.” - Booklist “ Murder Always Barks Twice is delightful cozy mystery reading.  Highly recommended…especially to fans of pet themed mysteries. ” – Open Book Society "I liked Emma and rooted for her and I loved the Cornwall setting as well...This was a stellar read."--Mystery Scene Magazine Additional praise for the Chatty Corgi Mystery Series "Two paws up! First in a wonderful new series....Take one smart—albeit somewhat reluctant—amateur sleuth, Emma Reed, add an idyllic English village setting, colorful characters, a puzzling mystery, and a talking corgi...and you get the perfect mix of all things cozy."-- New York Times bestselling author Sofie Kelly "Charming...the adorable talking dog, Oliver, will steal your heart."-Abby Collette, author of A Deadly Inside Scoop "Features all the elements of a good cozy...Recommend this one highly to anyone who enjoys British cozies and has no problem with sleuths who chat with their corgis."-- Booklist (starred review) "A promising debut for dog lovers, who’ll delight in the clever talking corgi and his charming owner."-- Kirkus "Fans of dog-centric cozy mysteries will thoroughly enjoy this charming crime-solving duo and the enchanting Cornish setting."- Library Journal Jennifer Hawkins is a Michigan-based author of cozy mysteries. She's also a mom, binge reader, corgi enthusiast, and a lover of All Things British. For tea, she prefers a second flush Darjeeling with milk. She also makes a killer (so to speak) lemon curd. 1 "You are kidding me!" Emma Reed jumped, scattering the tea leaves across the polished oak bar. "No, no, wait, Daphne, say that again!" Pearl Delgado pressed her finger against one ear and held her mobile phone closer to the other to shut out the B&B's background chatter. Emma glared at her and swept the spilled Ceylon leaves into the bin. Pearl jerked her chin toward the tea leaves and mouthed "Sorry!" Around them, the great room of the King's Rest Bed & Breakfast bustled with activity. The third seating for afternoon tea was well under way. Scents of warm butter, vanilla, sugar and tea filled the air. Customers clustered around tables, enjoying slices of cake, finger sandwiches and Emma's rapidly-becoming-famous-around-the-village scones. It was a pretty good turnout, considering this was a dampish spring day on the Cornish coast with the tourist season only just starting up. Once, the King's Rest had been a tavern and a hideout for smugglers. Now it was a popular bed and breakfast run by Angelique Delgado and her daughter Pearl. Every morning, its U-shaped oak bar served as the staging area for a (truly amazing) breakfast buffet. Three afternoons a week, it was also the place where vintage teapots were filled with select blends to be enjoyed alongside treats furnished by Reed's Tea & Cakes. Just now, Angelique herself was behind the bar, helping Emma fill the latest round of tea orders, and eyeing her daughter. Pearl continued to listen intently to whatever was being said on the other end of the phone. "You're sure about this, Daph?" said Pearl. "No, no, I'm do . . . that is . . ." Pearl looked up to see Emma and her mum, staring back at her. "Hang on just a tick." With the phone still pressed to her ear, Pearl hurried down the back hallway toward the office. "Now what do you suppose that was all about?" Emma asked. "Girl stuff," Angelique said. Angelique was a broad, tall woman with dark brown skin. Her family had emigrated from Jamaica when she was a girl and she still retained a hint of her original accent. This morning, she wore her black braids swept into a heavy coronet. She had a strong face with high cheekbones, and brown eyes that could look straight through you. This skill probably came from rais