As part of a Blog Tour organized by Great Escapes Virtual Book Tours, today’s post spotlights Carolyn Arnold’s McKinley Mysteries series and includes a review of the first book in the series, The Day Job Is Murder.
The bad guys aren’t the only ones on his radar…
For Albany PD homicide detective Sean McKinley, catching killers is the easy part of his job. Working next to his beautiful partner, Sara Cain, is what’s difficult. It might have something to do with the fact that he’s fallen in love with her, though. Fortunately, she feels the same way about him. But she’s convinced they should just be friends.
If only there was some way to change her mind…
(Check out the excerpt at the end of this post.)
An enjoyable read that sets the stage for the rest of the series, by acquainting the reader with the two main characters, Sean and Sara, and the relationship between them. Because the narrative focused to a large extent on their repressed feelings for each other, it was more “romantic suspense” than mystery. Although I also read romance novels, I’d liked to have seen more “mystery” in this one. That said, I plan to check out additional books in the series – with their relationship established, I expect the pair to focus more on solving mysteries in the future. If you are looking for a short light read, this book fits the bill.
FTC Disclosure: I received a complimentary copy of this book. This has not affected the content of my review in any way.
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About the Series
Romance. Humor. Murder. Are you looking for a murder mystery without all the graphic violence and foul language? Something that you can enjoy in an afternoon and walk away feeling good about afterward? How about a dash of humor and romance? If so, meet former detectives Sean and Sara McKinley. When a billionaire leaves them all his money, they no longer have to work, but they find themselves sticking to what they’re good at—solving murders. Undercover, off the books, and around the world, they’ll get to the bottom of things…and romance it up along the way.
This is the perfect book series for fans of Hart to Hart, Castle, Colombo, Monk, Rockford Files, Psych, and Magnum PI.
Read in any order or follow the series from the beginning.
Books in the Series
- The Day Job is Murder (2014)
- Vacation is Murder (2014)
- Money is Murder (2014)
- Politics is Murder (2014)
- Family is Murder (2014)
- Shopping is Murder (2014)
- Christmas is Murder (2014)
- Valentine’s Day is Murder (2015)
- Coffee is Murder (2015)
- Skiing is Murder (2016)
- Halloween is Murder (2017)
About the Author
Carolyn Arnold is an international bestselling and award-winning author, as well as a speaker, teacher, and inspirational mentor. She has four continuing fiction series—Detective Madison Knight, Brandon Fisher FBI, McKinley Mysteries, and Matthew Connor Adventures—and has written nearly thirty books. Her genre diversity offers her readers everything from cozy to hard-boiled mysteries, and thrillers to action adventures.
Both her female detective and FBI profiler series have been praised by those in law enforcement as being accurate and entertaining, leading her to adopt the trademark: POLICE PROCEDURALS RESPECTED BY LAW ENFORCEMENT™.
Carolyn was born in a small town and enjoys spending time outdoors, but she also loves the lights of a big city. Grounded by her roots and lifted by her dreams, her overactive imagination insists that she tell her stories. Her intention is to touch the hearts of millions with her books, to entertain, inspire, and empower.
She currently lives just west of Toronto with her husband and beagle and is a member of Crime Writers of Canada.
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Read an excerpt:
Excerpt from chapter 1 of The Day Job is Murder (McKinley Mysteries):
SARA WAS BENT OVER, inside the back of the department-issued sedan. “I can’t believe we’re still cleaning puke.”
“Some days are better than others.”
She smiled. “Leave it to you to always look at the bright side.”
“We’ve just exchanged drunks for nervous murder suspects.”
She laughed. He loved the way her eyes creased, and the way her nose wrinkled with the expression.
“Well, I consider that progress.”
“Easy to say when you’re not the one doing the cleaning.” She tossed the used towels in the garbage, returned the cleaner to the shelf, then picked up her coffee cup, taking a draw.
“You insisted. We could have gotten a uniformed officer to take care of it.”
“I know, but I don’t like to do that.”
“Yes, I know. Our car, our responsibility. You’re too good to be real, you know that?”
“There you go again.”
He shrugged and kept pace with her on the way to the interview room. Outside, she placed a hand on his forearm.
“Oh, I meant to tell you something.” She glanced in at Burton, and then back to Sean. “It’s probably poor timing now, but you still have time.”
She peered into his eyes and seemed to be studying them, assessing something. What, he wasn’t sure. So, while she probed his eyes, he appreciated the color of hers—brown with flecks of green and gold.
“I was reading the obits this morning and I came across the name Douglas Quinn. You knew him, didn’t you? I remember you mentioning him.”
His breathing paused. Old Man Quinn. It had been a long time since he’d heard that name, but he’d never forget him.
“His funeral is this afternoon at three o’clock. You have time to make it.”
“Nah, I have, we have—what happened?”
“The piece read ‘he died peacefully at home, at the age of eighty-three.’” She touched Sean’s arm. “It’s okay. Go. I can take care of this.”
Guilt weighed him down. It had been years—over a decade—since he’d last seen him. Sean was twenty-two when they first met and he’d be thirty-three this coming September. The sad part was he wouldn’t even have known about Quinn’s death if it wasn’t for Sara’s strange habit of reading the obituaries.
“Go on. I can tell you want to.” Concern laced her eyes. “Do you want me to go with you? You know, as a friend, for support?”
There was that word, again. Friend. It must have entered conversation twenty times a shift.
Sean leaned against the window and looked into the interview room. Burton was biting his fingernails. The bad habit made Sean shiver in disgust.
He looked back to Sara. “I should go.”
“Well then, go.”
He nodded slowly, saddened by Quinn’s death. They had been close for a time, but life got busy and their visits weaned off to non-existence—Sean’s fault, not Quinn’s. But he still remembered their first meeting like it was yesterday. It was around Christmas, and he was only a beat cop at the time.