From New York Times bestselling author Diane Mott Davidson—now the Hallmark Mystery Original Movie Curious Caterer: Fatal Vows “The main course on Davidson’s latest menu, served with lively pacing and characterization, is satisfying and tasty.”— Publishers Weekly It should be the happiest day of Goldy’s life. The Colorado caterer is about to tie the knot with the man of her dreams, homicide detective Tom Schultz. But minutes before the ceremony is to begin, Tom phones with an urgent message: The wedding is off, and the reason is murder!   Tom was on his way to the church when he stopped to pick up Father Olson—and found the rector shot and dying. Yet by the time Tom’s fellow officers arrive at the crime scene, Tom has disappeared. Has the groom been abducted by the killer? Or has he gotten cold feet and walked out of Goldy’s life?   For better or worse, Goldy needs to know the truth. So she puts her exquisitely decorated wedding cake on ice and begins to search for clues. Her fiancé’s life—and her future happiness—will lead her to an unsavory killer whose unholy passion make Goldy a widow before she’s a wife.   Includes recipes! "A cross between Mary Higgins Clark and Betty Crocker." --The Baltimore Sun "A cross between Mary Higgins Clark and Betty Crocker." --The Baltimore Sun It should be the happiest day of Goldy the  caterer's life. After years of putting the disaster of  her first marriage behind her, she has finally  found the courage to love again. Soon she'll be  walking down the aisle of St. Luke's Episcopal Church to  wed the man of her dreams, Tom Schulz, a homicide  detective who shares Goldy's passions for  preparing food and solving crimes. But moments after  Goldy's put the finishing touches on the scrumptious  wedding feast, and just before the ceremony begins,  she receives an urgent phone call from the groom.  The wedding is off, and the reason is a killer. In   The Last Suppers, Diane Mott  Davidson mixes irresistible suspense with delectable  humor to create a five-star treat for readers and  cooks alike. Included are Goldy's original recipes  for such delicious dishes as her heavenly Dark  Chocolate Wedding Cake with White Peppermint Frosting,  savory Shrimp on Wheels and zesty Fusilli in  Parmesan Cream Sauce. The Last Suppers   is a mystery with a gourmet twist--recipes no one  can resist! It should be the happiest day of Goldy the caterer's life. After years of putting the disaster of her first marriage behind her, she has finally found the courage to love again. Soon she'll be walking down the aisle of St. Luke's Episcopal Church to wed the man of her dreams, Tom Schulz, a homicide detective who shares Goldy's passions for preparing food and solving crimes. But moments after Goldy's put the finishing touches on the scrumptious wedding feast, and just before the ceremony begins, she receives an urgent phone call from the groom. The wedding is off, and the reason is a killer. In "The Last Suppers, Diane Mott Davidson mixes irresistible suspense with delectable humor to create a five-star treat for readers and cooks alike. Included are Goldy's original recipes for such delicious dishes as her heavenly Dark Chocolate Wedding Cake with White Peppermint Frosting, savory Shrimp on Wheels and zesty Fusilli in Parmesan Cream Sauce. "The Last Suppers is a mystery with a gourmet twist--recipes no one can resist! Diane Mott Davidson lives in Evergreen, Colorado, with her husband and three sons and is at work on her next novel. "Hurry along now," chided Lucille as she pulled open the side door to St. Luke's.  From inside the church, the high peals of organ music mingled with the buzz and shuffling of arriving guests.  She shooed me into the sacristy, the tiny room adjoining the sanctuary where the priest ans acolytes put on their vestments before each service.  On the counter next to the parish register lay two bouquets of the same type as the disputed altar flowers: luscious spills of creamy white stock and fragrant freesia, tiny pink carnations and white and pink sweetheart roses.  There was one for me and one for Marla, who in addition to being best friend and matron of honor, was the other ex-wife of my first husband.  Lucille informed me Marla was out in the narthex, "giggling wildly with that jewelry raffle committee, but what else would you expect?"  She would send her back.  Lucille's tone signaled her opinion of both the raffle committee and Marla, its chairwoman.  Giving me another of her razor-edged glances, she commanded me to stay put. Arch craned his neck around the door to the sacristy.  He pushed his glasses up his freckled nose and said, "I know.  You're nervous, right?" "Remember your first day of seventh grade?" "I'd rather not."  He scooted through the door and closed it softly behind him.  "Hate to tell you, Mom, but your hat's on crooked." I smiled.  Thin-shouldered and narrow-chested, Arch had taken great pains with his own scrubbed and buttoned-up