The Wurst Is Yet to Come: A Bed-and-Breakfast Mystery

“Daheim writes with wit, wisdom, and a big heart."
—Carolyn Hart, bestselling author of the Death on Demand series

The Wurst is Yet to Come: The wacky title alone tells you that you are once again in the uproarious realm of “the reigning queen of the cozies” (Portland Oregonian), the inimitable Mary Daheim! In this, the twenty-seventh glorious installment of Daheim’s Bed-and-Breakfast mystery series, harried hostess Judith McMonigle Flynn and her irrepressible Cousin Renie find themselves in Little Bavaria, where the inconvenient discovery of a nonagenarian corpse threatens to put the kibosh on the local Oktoberfest.  No one does cozy mystery better than the delightful Daheim—and if you’re a fan of Lillian Jackson Braun, Diane Mott Davidson, or Jill Churchill, you’ll definitely want to take a big bite out of this mouth-watering Wurst.

Bed-and-breakfast owner and amateur sleuth Judith McMonigle Flynn can't escape murder, even when she's out of town doing a good deed for the inn-keeping profession. But—oh, for the love of lederhosen—it gets complicated when, once again, Judith encounters a corpse in this latest delightful entry to the beloved series by USA Today bestselling author Mary Daheim

The Wurst Is Yet to Come

With its cozy atmosphere, delicious fare, and gracious hostess, Hillside Manor is the perfect B&B for a few days of R&R. Okay, so it also features the occasional corpse or two. But is a small (if growing) body count any reason for the state to yank Judith McMonigle Flynn's innkeeper's license?

Exhausted from being hassled by the state B&B association's meddling critics, Judith warily accepts the assignment of manning a booth during Oktoberfest in the mountain aerie of Little Bavaria. With a reluctant cousin Renie in tow, she hopes to win some allies, solicit new guests, and keep her inn not only open, but prosperous. The last thing she needs is another homicide to sully her reputation.

But before the beer begins flowing, Judith finds a body—right in the middle of an oompah band and a herd of German polka dancers. Fleeing the scene before the cops arrive, she vows that this time she will not get involved. Alas, her reputation has preceded her to the ersatz Bavarian village. The local police chief begs her to help solve the death of the beloved town patron, nonagenarian Dietrich Wessler. And, if she has a spare moment between her B&B duties and keeping Renie from stirring up trouble, the bumbling cop asks her to finger whoever killed the pancake palace owner the previous summer.

Caught between a wurst and a hard place, Judith hits on a brilliant idea: Renie will pose as the sleuth. What could possibly go wrong?