The Spy Who Killed Me

They say that all good things come in threes, but also that misfortunes never come singly, so I’ll let you decide which of these proverbs applies to the following situation: first we discovered that a thief had been stealing our litter, thereby preventing us from doing our business the way we like to do it. And then one of our country’s most beloved actors was found murdered aboard his private yacht, with plenty of suspects likely to have done the deed. And if that wasn’t enough, Gran and Scarlett decided to reform the Neighborhood Watch Committee and actively insert themselves into the investigation, wreaking havoc and mayhem at every turn. In other words: troubled times lay ahead in Hampton Cove, that peaceful little town on the East Coast that always seems to teeter on the verge of disaster.