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One Shot Fired. One Hit Man Hired.
The sleepy village of Waterfell Tweed is rocked to its core by the murder of a local teacher.
The plot thickens when the police reveal that the murder was committed by a hired hit man, and Sandy Shaw is thrown into the case when an old acquaintance phones for her help from HMP Leyton Scrubs.
Sandy has solved her share of murders, but she is about to enter a strange underworld: where a man's life has a price. And nothing is as it seems.
Can Sandy solve the case, or has she met her match?
Bang! You're Dead is the fifth in the Waterfell Tweed Cozy Mystery series. Light and cozy, the book features our female amateur sleuth, the village of Waterfell Tweed, and a whole host of quirky characters. Each book in this series can be read as a standalone (but is better enjoyed if read in order), and is free from swearing and violence.
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Praise for the Waterfell Tweed Cozy Mystery Series
5 out of 5 Stars Loved the latest book in this series, so nice to see Tom and Sandy back home, nestled in with now familiar characters.
5 out of 5 Stars An excellent cozy mystery with a strong story and great characters.
5 out of 5 Stars I started reading this book and I couldn‚'t put it down! It was absolutely brilliant and I loved it from the first page to the last.
5 out of 5 Stars A great group of characters, a very well written story and an amazing setting.
5 out of 5 Stars Waterfell Tweed is totally addictive. Once I started the series I just couldn‚'t stop.
The sleepy village of Waterfell Tweed is rocked to its core by the murder of a local teacher.
The plot thickens when the police reveal that the murder was committed by a hired hit man, and Sandy Shaw is thrown into the case when an old acquaintance phones for her help from HMP Leyton Scrubs.
Sandy has solved her share of murders, but she is about to enter a strange underworld: where a man's life has a price. And nothing is as it seems.
Can Sandy solve the case, or has she met her match?
Bang! You're Dead is the fifth in the Waterfell Tweed Cozy Mystery series. Light and cozy, the book features our female amateur sleuth, the village of Waterfell Tweed, and a whole host of quirky characters. Each book in this series can be read as a standalone (but is better enjoyed if read in order), and is free from swearing and violence.
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Praise for the Waterfell Tweed Cozy Mystery Series
5 out of 5 Stars Loved the latest book in this series, so nice to see Tom and Sandy back home, nestled in with now familiar characters.
5 out of 5 Stars An excellent cozy mystery with a strong story and great characters.
5 out of 5 Stars I started reading this book and I couldn‚'t put it down! It was absolutely brilliant and I loved it from the first page to the last.
5 out of 5 Stars A great group of characters, a very well written story and an amazing setting.
5 out of 5 Stars Waterfell Tweed is totally addictive. Once I started the series I just couldn‚'t stop.
Price: $19.99
Pages: 300
Publisher: Vinci Books Ltd
Imprint: Vinci Books Ltd
Series: Waterfell Tweed Cozy Mystery Series
Publication Date:
22 September 2026
Trim Size: 7.80 X 5.10 in
ISBN: 9781036714130
Format: Paperback
BISACs:
Crime and mystery: cosy mystery, FICTION / Mystery & Detective / General, FICTION / Mystery & Detective / Women Sleuths, FICTION / Mystery & Detective / Amateur Sleuth, FICTION / Mystery & Detective / Cozy / Books, Bookstores & Libraries, FICTION / Crime, Crime and mystery: private investigator / amateur detectives
ONE PENNY A STORY, I called across the playground.
Entirely unusual, given how shy I was (and still am), for me to be shouting anything across a playground.
But there I was, a double-sided sheet of narrow ruled paper (I've always been kind of particular about the paper I like. Back then, narrow ruled. Now, grid.) in my hand, selling stories I hadn't yet wrote.
Every line featured a different title. I'd lay on my bed the night before thinking of them all, probably singing along to Boyzone songs as I did [hey, don't judge... I see you over there like you never thought you were destined to marry a boy band singer...].
My school friends could buy a Mona original for one penny. One penny!
They'd pick the title they liked, hand over their sweaty penny, and I'd write the story for them.
And I've never grown out of writing stories.
Now, I write cozy mystery stories from my den in the Peak District, and when I'm not writing them, I'm reading them.
Entirely unusual, given how shy I was (and still am), for me to be shouting anything across a playground.
But there I was, a double-sided sheet of narrow ruled paper (I've always been kind of particular about the paper I like. Back then, narrow ruled. Now, grid.) in my hand, selling stories I hadn't yet wrote.
Every line featured a different title. I'd lay on my bed the night before thinking of them all, probably singing along to Boyzone songs as I did [hey, don't judge... I see you over there like you never thought you were destined to marry a boy band singer...].
My school friends could buy a Mona original for one penny. One penny!
They'd pick the title they liked, hand over their sweaty penny, and I'd write the story for them.
And I've never grown out of writing stories.
Now, I write cozy mystery stories from my den in the Peak District, and when I'm not writing them, I'm reading them.