Transatlantic Terror Cruise (Cruising Through Midlife: Cruise Ship Cozy Mysteries #11)

Ransom and I are finally setting sail on our much-anticipated post-wedding getaway, and I’ve promised myself no distractions. Just sun, sea, and some solid alone time with the man of my dreams. But when fate—and by fate, I mean my husband—has to step back into vessel security duty, that plan sinks faster than a badly constructed sandcastle.

With Ransom otherwise occupied, I decide to spend my days sipping mocktails and lounging with my octogenarian besties, Bess and Nettie. At least that’s the plan until I hear about the true crime podcast enthusiast group onboard—an entire crowd of amateur sleuths just like...

Ransom and I are finally setting sail on our much-anticipated post-wedding getaway, and I’ve promised myself no distractions. Just sun, sea, and some solid alone time with the man of my dreams. But when fate—and by fate, I mean my husband—has to step back into vessel security duty, that plan sinks faster than a badly constructed sandcastle.

With Ransom otherwise occupied, I decide to spend my days sipping mocktails and lounging with my octogenarian besties, Bess and Nettie. At least that’s the plan until I hear about the true crime podcast enthusiast group onboard—an entire crowd of amateur sleuths just like me, solving mysteries for fun. You better believe I’m chomping at the bit to join their merry band of clue-chasers.

But when Bess, Nettie, and I stumble upon a real-life murder victim, the ship’s carefree vibes take a hard turn into dangerous waters. Suddenly, the true crime junkies are trading theories like poker chips, everyone’s a suspect, and the killer might be hiding in plain sight—blending in with the group that ironically lives for murder.

The stakes have never been higher, the suspects never wilder, and if I don’t solve this case fast, “happily ever after” might turn into “til death do us part” sooner than I’d like.

Because love may be in the air… but so is a killer.