Bones Behind the Wheel: A Haunted Guesthouse Mystery

When Bones Behind the Wheel opens, a mechanical excavator is digging up a 1977 Lincoln Continental buried beneath the sand behind Alison Kerby’s New Jersey guesthouse. Strange, you might think. But it gets stranger. There’s a skeleton in the driver’s seat. And, stranger still, two of the current inhabitants of the guesthouse happen to be ghosts, friendly ghosts, but ghosts nonetheless. Don’t be put off if this sounds a bit silly. There’s actually a very clever, well-crafted mystery here, plus enough laughs on virtually every page to keep you chuckling from start to finish, and the characters, terrestrial and other-worldly, add their own quirkiness to the story. Alison, having endured one or two previous investigatory episodes, has no interest in being involved in this case, but her husband, Josh, and resident ghost, Paul, a want-to-be Sherlock Holmes, make it impossible for her to be just a bystander. The fun and the danger increase steadily as Alison tries to rein in her unwanted team of amateur detectives even as the clues – a gun, spent bullets, blood, and even some emeralds – pile up. Bones Behind the Wheel has plenty to offer mystery fans; it will mystify and amuse readers right to the end.