Movie Club Mysteries

"My career in the San Francisco PD ended the day I arrested my husband." Maggie Doyle gives her cheating ex and crumbling career in the San Francisco PD the proverbial middle finger, and moves to the Wild West...of Ireland. Lured by her aunt's promise of a restful Irish vacation, Maggie agrees to help out at the Movie Theater Café in exchange for bed and board. Things are looking up-until the most hated woman on Whisper Island is poisoned at the café. With her aunt as the prime suspect, Maggie and her rock-hard muffins are hurled into the murder investigation. With the help of her UFO-enthusiast friend, a nun, and a feral puppy, Maggie is determined to clear her aunt's name. Can she catch the murderer before they strike again? Or will her terrible baking skills burn down the cafe first?

When former San Francisco cop, Maggie Doyle, extends her stay in Ireland, dealing with more murder and mayhem isn't on her to-do list. The instant Maggie and her UFO-enthusiast friend discover the dead body of the Whisper Island postman, Maggie's plans to chill for the next two months are put on ice. After Police Sergeant Reynolds, Maggie's handsome neighbor arrests Lenny's brother for the murder, her friend begs her to find the real killer. Meanwhile, Maggie is hired to investigate ghostly goings-on at the Whisper Island Hotel. Can she solve two crimes before St. Patrick's Day? Or will the island's annual celebrations end in a glittery flame of green, white, and orange?

Armed with her newly issued private investigator's license, Maggie Doyle is on the case...of a sheep that went missing twenty-two years ago. When she trips over a dead body on the first day of the investigation, Maggie realizes there's more to this cold case than a fight over lamb chops. An invitation to spend the weekend with her grandmother's oldest friend and her family, the super wealthy Huffingtons, gives Maggie the perfect excuse to sniff out the killer. After the family patriarch is electrocuted in the swimming pool, Maggie finds herself embroiled in yet another murder inquiry. With the body count rising, can Maggie catch the killer before they strike again?

Ex-cop-turned-P.I. Maggie Doyle is stuck chaperoning a group of bratty summer camp kids to an archaeological dig on Whisper Island. After a day of fart jokes, fidget spinners, and fistfights, Maggie's regretting volunteering-and then one of her feral charges discovers a skeleton. At first, it looks like a cold case, but the situation takes a sinister turn when a member of the excavation team winds up dead. Maggie is determined to get to the bottom of the mystery before more bodies stack up. With her police officer boyfriend on vacation, his nitwitted fellow officer is what passes for law and order on the island. Now if only she can dodge the bumbling Sergeant O'Shea...

Makeup. Mannequins. Murder. When ex-cop-turned-P.I. Maggie Doyle scores a lucrative undercover job at the makeup counter at a fashionable Galway department store, she expects discounted lipstick and an easy paycheck. After an altercation with a customer leads to a dead body in Maggie's bathtub, she and her assistant realize there's more to the department store case than missing cash. Can they catch the killer before the holidays? Or will the festive season end in an explosion of tinsel and turmoil?

"Danger was part of my job description, but none of my contingency plans anticipated an attack by a Maine Coon." It's summer on Whisper Island. Ex-cop-turned-private-investigator Maggie Doyle is looking forward to sun, fun, and romance. Instead, she gets bills, an assault allegation, and a busted wrist. To add insult to injury, there's a movie being filmed on the island, and Maggie's diva sister has been cast in it-her debut role. While other residents clamor for parts as extras, Maggie wants nothing to do with the shoot. But when hotshot director Con Ryder asks Maggie to investigate a series of suspicious accidents on the movie set, she can't afford to refuse. Maggie and her UFO-obsessed assistant, Lenny, go undercover as extras, with Lenny intent on enjoying every second of the experience, and Maggie determined to solve the mystery and leave as quickly as possible. Maggie's hopes for a quick-fix solution are shot to pieces when the woman who accused her of assault turns up dead. How will Maggie get out of this take?

"My descent to the Seventh Circle of Hell began with a lawn chair." When Maggie loses a lucrative contract for her P.I. agency due to an accidental full frontal flashing, she's forced to accept the only other job on offer: one involving her nemesis, the pampered show cat, Quibbles. Maggie and her wacky associate Lenny are hired to escort Quibbles to the final round of auditions to become the face of a luxury cat food brand, Purrfect Paws. Instead of the five-star hotel they were promised, Maggie and Lenny find themselves trapped in a run-down hostelry in the middle of a hurricane. To make matters worse, their fellow guests include five spoiled celebrity cats and their ruthlessly ambitious owners, all of whom are determined that their cat should be chosen as the face of Purrfect Paws. And then a cat-astrophe strikes. One by one, the owners start dying. With the storm raging, and the body count rising, Maggie and Lenny are determined to find the killer before their inn turns into a morgue. Can Maggie catch the killer or will her fur-midable opponent get the upper paw?