Andrews’ once-snippy heroine, whose wit has certainly mellowed over the years, now makes a better neighbor than sleuth.
As Meg Langslow’s town of Caerphilly, Virginia, prepares for its seasonal Mutt March, murder is on the march too, or at least is out for a leisurely stroll.
The Mutt March is an annual parade of rescue animals—mostly dogs, but other species are welcome, too—through the center of town in order to raise money for local shelters and encourage citizens to adopt their favorites as companions. As executive assistant to Mayor Randall Shiffley, Meg would naturally be involved in the festivities even if it weren’t for her long history with animals established by 37 bird-themed titles. As usual, however, the most innocuous animal-oriented event spells trouble. Mayoral cousin Aaron Shiffley, excavating a site for a duck pond on the property Meg’s brother, Rob, bought from 90-year-old widow Iris Rafferty, unearths what looks like a human arm. Other body parts are disinterred under the expert eyes of Meg’s father, who’s the medical examiner, and Caerphilly College archaeology expert Dr. McAuslan-Crine, who thinks they’ve been buried for at least 30 years. But whose bones are they? A 5.24% match with the DNA of the late Eustace Pruitt suggests that the corpse, shot through the head, is that of another of the despised Pruitts, who used to run the town in the bad old days. But it’s hard to gather more conclusive evidence when the only Pruitt still living in town is Eustace’s elderly Aunt Ethelinda. As if she knows how slowly the story is unfolding, Iris Rafferty disappears, but the pace still remains leisurely, the stakes low, and the big reveal distinctly anticlimactic.
Andrews’ once-snippy heroine, whose wit has certainly mellowed over the years, now makes a better neighbor than sleuth.Pub Date: Aug. 5, 2025
ISBN: 9781250894380
Page Count: 320
Publisher: Minotaur
Review Posted Online: July 4, 2025
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Aug. 1, 2025
A satisfying thriller that will warm the hearts of fans who already take comfort in hating the forces of evil.
Lt. Eve Dallas’ 63rd futuristic case is less a whodunit than a manhunt for an unusually sympathetic killer.
Thirteen years ago, way back in 2048, scientific genius Steve Redman—father of the Banner-Wyst corporation’s Rainmaker Project—narrowly escaped death in a gas explosion that killed his pregnant wife and infant son and 200 other residents of their New York City apartment building the night before he planned to report his suspicions about the company to the FBI. Now the bill is coming due for Banner-Wyst. The first death to be discovered is that of Lawrence Chu, Redman’s colleague and trusted friend, whose tenure as director of bioengineering science ends when he’s beaten to death. For quite a while, Dallas and her partner, Det. Delia Peabody, know less about this mystery than their readers do. But when Ezra Dent, a consultant to Banner-Wyst who worked with Redman and Chu back in the day, is murdered in exactly the same ferocious way, Dallas and Peabody, with help from Roarke, Dallas’ tech-billionaire husband, promptly put the pieces together and determine who they’re looking for. The search for Redman, who went AWOL from his hospital bed without a trace six years ago, has its own challenges. So does Dallas’ attempt to get cooperation from partners Calvin Banner and Jacob Wyst, who are clearly in the crosshairs of a killer who seems a lot less monstrous than they are. If the breaks in the case are suspiciously convenient in arriving, readers can pride themselves on taking sides against a mega-corporation whose self-avowed ecological saintliness is undermined by its leaders’ underhanded dealing.
A satisfying thriller that will warm the hearts of fans who already take comfort in hating the forces of evil.Pub Date: Sept. 8, 2026
ISBN: 9781250414564
Page Count: 368
Publisher: St. Martin's
Review Posted Online: May 18, 2026
Kirkus Reviews Issue: June 15, 2026
The delightful debut of a classic, prolific detective.
It takes a quirky sleuth to solve a baffling closed-door murder.
The author himself or, more accurately, some version of him, walks the reader through a “gruesome murder” that occurred in a rural farming village. At the center of the crime is the wealthy Ichiyanagi family, including the widow Itoko and her five children. The “heinous crime” occurs in the evening after the festive wedding of eldest son Kenzo to schoolteacher Katsuko. Yokomizo, part narrator and part raconteur, liberally shares digressions such as the fact that his favorite British author is A.A. Milne, who wrote The Red House Mystery as well as the books about Winnie-the-Pooh. Written in 1946 but set in 1937 before the devastation of World War II, this is the first novel featuring Kosuke Kindaichi, the legendary detective who appeared in more than 70 stories by Yokomizo. If Yokomizo is the Japanese Agatha Christie, Kindaichi may seem the Japanese Hercule Poirot—although actually, given his unkempt hair and apparently distracted manner, he’s more a cross between Poirot and Columbo. Shrewdly, his entrance is delayed until midway through the novel, after the police have stalled and both the family and the reader are anxious for a solution. The narrator’s garrulous charm, in a mystery long on logistics and forensic clues but short on detailed character portraits or extended interactions, is a key to the novel’s success, leavening the more intricate pieces of the puzzle. Armchair detectives will welcome the helpful character list that precedes the story.
The delightful debut of a classic, prolific detective.Pub Date: Sept. 15, 2026
ISBN: 9781805336549
Page Count: 192
Publisher: Pushkin Vertigo
Review Posted Online: July 20, 2026
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Aug. 15, 2026
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