A Not So Rosy Vintage

Problem. I didn’t recognize my ex-girlfriend when she died in my arms. Now I have to explain to the police (and my girlfriend) why I didn’t recognize my ex. Funny how ex-boyfriends make great suspects. It’s been years since I’ve seen my ex. Still, you’d think I’d recognize her. I can’t even have a long weekend in a Washington vineyard without trouble. Even worse, my sister invited my new girlfriend’s family to tag along. If I solve the murder, will this whole mess go away? There’s a reason why I like to stay in Seattle. Holt Jacobs isn’t for everyone. He’s a sarcastic introvert who can never get quite enough coffee. Becoming a sarcastic sleuth was unexpected, but as an engineer, Holt is used to solving puzzles.