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The Kewpie Killer Paperback – April 10, 2013
About the Author
Falafel Jones was named for a Mediterranean sandwich Mom craved while pregnant. While this name may have been a burden growing up, it provided a distinction from all of the other Joneses in town. In fact, things could have been worse. Ask Falafel's brother, a construction worker named Sweet Pickles.
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This story will soon be a little outdated, I think, because the heroine is a reporter for a newspaper her mother owns in a small New York town. A rival paper gives her grief, too, but as we all know, the newspaper business isn't that great right now and few places have two papers surviving.
Putting that quibble aside, we jump right into the murder that takes place near a carnival/fair. The victim is a farmer, found with a kewpie doll dressed up like a farmer. There's also a small gold tractor charm at the scene. Local police at first think his death is an accident. We know better.
Our intrepid heroine, eager to prove herself to her mother and her other veteran coworkers, jumps right into the fray. The cop on duty at the murder scene seems awfully chatty, but it turns out our heroine knows him from her school days. She gets some facts from him and manages to talk to some of the carnies like the bearded lady who found the victim.
Soon, she turns up a similar murder in Florida and meets a hot detective from the force down there. Someone also sends her a kewpie doll; one that looks like her, complete with a press pass, with tape over the eyes and mouth. Obviously, she knows something the killer is warning her to keep quiet about. It'd be nice if she knew what it was.
As she searches for the killer--in between getting bounced from her apartment and having to move back home with her mother, and smooching with the hottie Florida detective, and being a bridesmaid in a wedding--things keep moving along.
There's a little problem with the formatting, or maybe proofreading, on occasion, but overall, this is a nice read if you like light mysteries.