Torquay, Southwest England. Leta Parker can't wait to reconnect with her boyfriend. After a year of long-distance, she couldn't be happier to join him at a literary crime festival. But on the event's second night, she gets embroiled in a real-life murder mystery when a dead body is found . . .

Leta Parker's retirement in the Cotswolds' rolling hills has been a balm for her soul. And heading off with her friends and talking four-legged companions to a cat yoga retreat on the cliffs of Cornwall's Arthurian coastline seems like the perfect mix of relaxation and exploration. But when a fellow yogi's corpse pose nearly becomes permanent, Leta believes it's no stretch to suspect foul play.

Leta Parker is both saddened and happy. Though the second anniversary of her husband's sudden death makes her wistful, her revitalized life in the Cotswolds and a long-distance boyfriend have brought her joy. But when her beau visits for a literature festival, she finds herself immersed in a book collector's suspicious demise . . . Though she's thrilled to once again team up with the Little Old Ladies' Detective Agency and her precocious pets to crack the case, Leta fears her new love will worry about the danger.

Leta Parker is starting to feel comfortably at home. With life in the charming Cotswolds hills settling down and her boyfriend’s book about to launch, the fifty-something American ex-pat loves seeing everything come together. But her man’s publicity event ends disastrously when one of the guests is discovered dead. With a trail of clues that don’t line up and bitter rivalries causing tension, Leta and the Little Old Ladies Detective Agency struggle to find a clear path to the truth.

The Cotswolds. Leta Parker is happy the holidays are here again. Looking forward to a little relaxation after a harrowing murder case, the fifty-something widow can't wait to unwrap gifts with her beau. But the Yuletide cheer turns sour when her delightful doggo Dickens dashes out the door with a canine companion and doesn't return.