Death at Crooked Creek

Mary Ann Cherry (Author)


Jessie O'Bourne is delighted to be the invited guest artist at the Crooked Creek Art Expo held annually in Montana during March. Mother Nature is still blasting the area with snow and ice, however, so Jessie moves herself and her tomcat, Jack, out of her cold, but beloved motorhome, the Hawk, into the warmth and luxurious accommodations of the old log lodge hosting the art show.When Jessie discovers a dead body was hidden in the Hawk during her absence, she's thrown into a complex murder investigation tied to the death of a teenager. Soon, threatening notes and tiny toy tractors are delivered to her door and she calls on her big Norwegian friend, Detective Sergeant Arvid Abrahmsen, and old flame, Sheriff Russell Bonham, of Sage Bluff, to help investigate. Surrounded by painters and sculptors, Jessie is horrified to think that one of her talented friends is a killer. FBI art theft agent, Grant Kennedy, arrives in Crooked Creek to attend the auction and joins forces with Arvid and Russell. Their goal is to find the murderer before the latest death threat slipped under Jessie's door becomes a reality.

Product Details

Createspace Independent Publishing Platform
Publish Date
July 30, 2018
5.98 X 0.76 X 9.02 inches | 1.08 pounds

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About the Author

Award winning mystery author, Mary Ann Cherry, is a professional artist raised in rural Montana much like her book heroine, Jessie O'Bourne. Cherry now lives in rural Idaho with her husband and several pudgy cats. When Cherry isn't writing, she travels to art shows, where she exhibits her paintings professionally and takes part in 'quick draws', producing a painting in about an hour's time from start to finish. Her work is in the permanent collection of several art museums, and she is a Master Signature member of the Women Artists of the West. Usually you can find her painting in her home studio or writing at a desk situated on an upper floor landing-one that affords a lovely view of a grassy yard and lush golden willow tree during the summer and the flower beds that are not getting weeded while she is putting down words. Luckily, the view is only frost covered branches and snow during those cold Idaho winters. Wherever she is working, the coffee pot is always on and the brew is of the good strong Norwegian variety that holds up the spoon.