One of Those Weeks
Undergoing a bit of a stressful time right now—yep, another challenge. Quelle surprise. 
So, instead of attempting to resolve another what-do-I-post-about-this-week conundrum, I’m gonna opt for the tried and true: The Triple Threat Investigation Agency series.
Like wry/dry humor and a bit of quirkiness in your mysteries? Then perhaps you’d like to check out one [or all six] of the books? They feature JJ, Rey, and Linda, three pretty private eyes who fare pretty well solving curious, if not crazy, murder cases. They don’t do so by conventional means, but they always—eventually—catch their culprit(s).
The Connecticut Corpse Caper
The first in the series, Caper has JJ, Rey, and Linda attempting to figure out who’s felling people during tempestuous weather at a haunted mansion. Seven potential inheritance recipients must remain seven days to collect. The trio don amateur sleuthing caps—and professional no-holds-barred attitudes—and endeavor to discover the crazed killer(s) before [too many] more bodies drop.
Can You Hula Like Hilo Hattie?
The gals did so well solving the mystery of the multiple murders in the haunted Connecticut mansion, they go professional. Off to Oahu they fly and set up shop. The Triple Threat Investigation Agency accepts their first case: solving the secret of a millionaire’s pretty, young wife. Before they can discover said secret, the wife is found floating in the sapphire waters of the Pacific. Sifting through a sundry of suspects proves challenging—but JJ, Rey, and Linda prove up to the task.
Coco’s Nuts
The [still] newbie private eyes endeavor to prove their beautiful client did not murder her boss and best friend. Not an easy feat when all the evidence is stacked against her. The one person who might shed light is an odd little fellow named Coco. But he’s gone MIA. The detecting travels of JJ, Rey, and Linda lead them down [dicey] detours. Can they solve the case before more people die—perhaps them?
Forever Poi
Who torched two Chinatown art galleries and left two charcoal-broiled bodies in the ashes? Are the arsonist and killer one and the same? JJ, Rey, and Linda think so—but the list of possible culprits gets pretty long pretty quickly. The day before the fire, Carlos, one of the arson victims, had a nasty break-up with his partner, James-Henri. There were financial issues, too. Maybe James-Henri wanted to collect on the insurance and/or be rid of his lover? What about the second victim, Mary-Louise Crabtree? Perhaps an old rival finally decided to do in the former queenpin? If that’s the case, was Carlos simply collateral damage? The questions abound … and soon, so do the bodies.
HA-HA-HA-HA
The fourth book finds the three private eyes on a serial killer’s buddy list. When he’s not taunting them, he’s challenging them to “play the game”—by his rules. The trio attempts to determine who he might be amid a cast of oddball characters. As they strive to stop the man from killing again, they must solve a couple of other cases: verifying whether a hubby has a roving eye and ascertaining who is stalking a young, beautiful woman. Could it be that the cases somehow intertwine? And who will prove the ultimate winner in this deadly game of taunts and perplexities: the clever and cunning killer, or the persevering and persistent private eyes?
Disco’s Dead and so is Mo-Mo
The body of Mo-Mo Martine, a dime-store mobster, is found decades later off the shores of Oahu. How’d he get there all the way from Canada? JJ, Rey, and Linda embark on their most puzzling and challenging case yet: to determine the person responsible for killing people who’d known Mo-Mo decades ago. Could it be? Death Angel, a killer-for-hire in the 70s, is back and plying his trade?
JJ, Rey, and Linda (and I) hope you might partake of an adventure or two.
