I thought this sounded like a cute first entry in a cozy mystery series, set in a seaside town in Maine and featuring a new bookstore owner, Max (Maxine). I liked parts of the book, but there were definitely problems for me with the book.
First, the book seems to be linked with some of the author’s other series, and there are huge info dumps early on, that may be meaningful to readers of her other series but meant absolutely nothing to me. There are also some odd editing errors where at one point Max thinks she’s having a great sales morning at the bookstore and then suddenly it’s afternoon and she’s reflecting on how slow the morning was.
There’s also just too much going on with the story. To name just a few of the plot points, Max’s former husband shows up with new girlfriend at the grand opening of her store, as do unscrupulous property developers wanting to modernize the town, a childhood enemy, and her childhood love (who apparently dumped her when her enemy told stories about her). Oh, and there just might be a lost treasure map related to prohibition-era rum runners, as there are constant break-ins at the bookstore in the middle of the night. But let’s get the big one that struck me as unacceptable. This 40+ woman, who is supposedly intelligent, dumped her life savings into buying a bookstore without doing adequate checks (such as contacting lawyers, apparently) and now discovers she may not actually own the store!
Not surprisingly, Max stumbles on the body of man who was killed with something from her bookstore. She almost instantly becomes a chief suspect for the crime, so decides to investigate herself, throwing herself into at least one extremely dangerous situation.
I may give the second book in the series a try at some point, but for now I’m going to look for something else to read.