So the premise is, our heroine takes over an estate sale business when her parents retire, and then oo la la a potential client turns out to be a brothel, should she take the gig? The naughtiness of the very thought! Frissons! Palpitations! This is nominally a rom com and kinda gestures towards cozy mystery, but it doesn’t do either convincingly. I very much should have DNFed this, but I was in a writing group where we had to report in “what I’ve been reading” […]
Tee hee a brothel how scandale
Every Tom, Dick, and Harry by Elinor Lipman

