"Wealthy socialite Freda Spencer strikes terror in the hearts of other members of Brunswick Lodge, the community center where Sheila Malory and her friends volunteer. Her overbearing and highbrow ways make more enemies than friends. But she becomes grist for the local gossip mill when she takes on a young and flamboyant escort who everyone believes is with her just for her money. On top of that, her latest escapade breaks the heart of the lovesick man who has held a torch for her since World War II.
"Though twenty years younger than Freda, Sheila finds herself caught up in the affair. But during a school reunion at the Lodge, Freda turns up dead. And the only suspects are those who know her best -- and loved her least: her friends ..."
~~back cover
Freda is/was a thoroughly nasty woman, and brilliant piece of characterization. She wants what anyone else has, and usually manages to take it away from the current owner, by fair means or foul. Mostly foul.
Her rudeness, her insulting manner, her flaunting of her money and her prowess all aggravate and worse everyone around her. And when she's found dead ... no one truly mourns. Except possibly her cousin Olive, who takes her death hard, apparently.
Mrs. Malory is drawn into attempting to identify the murderer or course, but it's an uphill battle, with a plethora of suspects to choose from. I suspected this time, because I could see the motive in advance of the book. And I must say, if I'd been the murderer, I'd have killed Freda too.