A Book Signing To Die For (Cozy Mysteries to Die For, #1)

by Judy Moore

Beck’s choice of words may have been an omen. What she couldn’t have realized was that there would be a killing that night, the first murder in Manatee Beach in over a year. And the victim would be someone at the book signing.

No loss to cut this paragraph

A twinkle entered his eye. “You know, that class I took with you was the only B I got in my college major.”

She said they got Cs

Being on vacation, she probably wore her wig after a day a beach.

Proof

wonderin’ if I did somethin’ to offend y’all for you to sick the po-lice on me?” Beck wasn’t sure if she’d heard him right. “Sick the police on you?

Sic

both from the thousands of crime novels she’d read, as well as from her brief studies of criminology in college.

Should be parallel... "both from .. and from ..."

How her nineteen-year-old sister was able to manage men so better than she did, was beyond her. Not that men were at the top of her priority list right now. She had a murder she wanted to solve. And whether she impressed Devon Mathis or not, wasn’t even on her radar.

Comma overuse