|Dr. Gail McCarthy is at a veterinary conference in Lake Tahoe, reuniting with her college roommate Joanna, when former veterinarian and Santa Cruz land baron Jack Hollister stops by their table. Joanna and Jack flirt and eventually end up going for a dinner date. Joanna gets separated from him gambling, and goes back to the hotel on her own - and then the next morning the police come to question her about Jack's murder.|
This is the third book in the Gail McCarthy series, and it's also in my opinion the weakest. It is everything I hate about an average mystery-sleuth novel - there's a random crime vaguely related to our heroine. For no apparent reason, she obsesses over it, pisses everyone off, tips off witnesses that the police can and want to interview, makes vague random excuses to start conversations - that even the main character realizes are lame - about the crime.
However, the other books in this series are much better. A veterinarian is naturally visiting people's houses all day every day, and is almost always up on the gossip - she wouldn't have to pump for it. The horse scenes are excellent - accurate and evocative - the only problem is that there weren't enough. The good news is that the ending of this novel is fairly satisfying.