Murder To My Ears

<p><span>Murder investigations can really kill your zen.</span></p><p><br></p><p>Octavia Fields should know better than to judge things by their appearance. After all most people don't expect a nomadic hippie to be a classical violist-let alone one who runs a seasonal music shop at Aerie Pines the summer home of the Aerie Peaks Symphony.</p><p> </p><p>But when her business season starts off on the wrong note it's obviously the persnickety concertmaster's fault. If he hadn't turned up dead-leaving Octavia to find his body- she wouldn't have to deal with the handsome detective who isn't sure what to think of her impressive arrest record.</p><p> </p><p>With symphony members cornering Octavia to pass on evidence by way of sotto-voce rumors it shouldn't surprise her to learn the helpful musicians aren't the only ones who believe Octavia's helping with the investigation. When a threatening letter arrives it's clear the killer thinks she's playing harmony to the detective too.</p><p> </p><p>When the detective doesn't appear to be making progress on the case Octavia decides it's up to her to solve the mystery-before the killer hears their cue to silence her!</p>