Lying beside a stack of discarded crates was , the town’s flashiest (and perhaps most disliked) Christmas tree mogul. He was stone-cold, and not just from the Minnesota winter. Hannah, delivering her signature Plum Pudding for the town’s annual gala, couldn't help but notice a peculiar detail: a smear of dark, fruity glaze on Larry’s expensive wool coat that matched her pudding perfectly.
The festive scent of cinnamon and balsam filled The Cookie Jar, but the holiday cheer was cut short by a chilling discovery in the snowy parking lot of the local community center. Murder She Baked 2 A Plum Pudding Mystery
While warned Hannah to stay behind the counter and stick to baking, she knew Larry had more enemies than ornaments. There was the rival tree farm owner he’d tried to bankrupt, and his ex-wife who was tired of being cut out of the profits. Lying beside a stack of discarded crates was