Sunday, August 23, 2009


Greenwich Village coffee shop manager and amateur sleuth Clare Cosi is faced with her most perilous mystery yet in Latte Trouble, the third Coffeehouse Mystery by Cleo Coyle (On What Grounds and Through the Grinder).

It's Fashion Week in New York City -- and Clare's shop, the historic Village Blend, is the location of a prestigious insider's party for loyal customer and iconic designer Lottie Harmon, who is about to launch a collection of coffee-inspired accessories aptly named Java Jewelry. But the event, which is attended by the city's most zealous fashionistas, goes terribly wrong when a customer is poisoned and dies from cyanide in his latte. A barista, who coincidentally was recently dumped by the victim, is arrested and charged with murder. But Clare knows in her heart that her employee is innocent and begins to investigate the people surrounding the enigmatic Lottie Harmon. When Clare uncovers a scheme to blackmail one of Lottie's business partners and then that partner suddenly turns up dead, she knows that there is trouble brewing…


The Village Blend is hopping... with death and a dear friend being accused of murder. Clare takes it upon herself to try and clear Tucker, her barista's, name. While her friend, the infamous Detective Quinn is busy on a personal matter, she enlists the help of her ex-husband and mother-in-law to help solve the crime. Clare will delve into the high fashioned world and find out how dirty and underhanded the glamorous world really is as she searches for clues to who really was the target. Is it who died or was it someone else?

I really enjoy Cleo Coyle's writing and how she consistently brings it back to those you love and care about. While you were missing a good chunk of Joy and Detective Quinn in this book, they were still present, with their own issues that will be addressed at some point I'm sure. Coyle has toned down the coffee presence in this book, not explaining every step of making coffee, which was a delightful change. Overall, this was one of my favorite Coyle books. It was tight and flowed well. The book kept me engrossed all day until I finished it late in the evening.

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