Meet Peggy Lee: forensic botanist, detective’s widow, and owner of The Potting Shed, an urban gardener’s paradise in downtown Charlotte. While the summer heat is stifling her shop’s business, death is always in season.
While attending a funeral in nearby Badin, Peggy learns of more bad news: a diver is found dead while performing routine work on the local dam. Then, days later, a woman is recovered from the swimming pool of a Charlotte home. When the body surfaces, so do the clues—including an unusual plant wound in the victim’s hair. The police call forensic botanist Peggy Lee to the scene, but her findings only raise more questions. What do these two deaths have in common? And how did duckweed end up in a pool?
Peggy is happy to lend her green thumb to the investigation, but this may be the one time digging for a killer leaves her empty-handed.
Peggy Lee is just about to deliver some endangered sunflowers to Darmus Appleby when a gas explosion blows out his door—and Peggy finds her fellow botanist dead on the kitchen floor. And it’s only two weeks later when Darmus’s brother dies, after being found unconscious in a community garden with his brother’s wedding ring in one hand and—in his pocket—a lovely purple Hyacinth with an overpowering scent.
Now Peggy must follow her nose—and some cryptic clues from an internet informant—to root out a killer before he strikes again.
Meet Peggy Lee: botanist, detective’s widow, and owner of The Potting Shed, an urban gardener’s paradise in downtown Charlotte. Mild winters keep the store thriving all year round, but there are plenty of people with colder intentions…
What made Peggy’s lifelong friend Park Lamonte drive off a ramp to his death? Park’s aged mother suspects his wife Beth of killing him for the ten-million-dollar insurance policy. The police think so too. But Peggy has a growing suspicion that there’s more to the story.
She’s convinced Beth is innocent—even after Park’s mother is also killed, and evidence emerges that seems to point to Beth. Can Peggy maintain her gardening business, teach her botany classes, nurture her relationship with her new man, deal with her unruly Great Dane, and still find time to extract the truth?
Meet Peggy Lee: botanist, detective’s widow, and owner of The Potting Shed, an urban gardener’s paradise in downtown Charlotte. Mild winters keep the store thriving all year round, but at least one person in the city has colder intentions.
It’s another busy fall day for Peggy. First she gives a quick café lecture on African violets, then has a minor bike accident involving a good-looking Saturn driver…and finally reaches her shop only to find a dead man sprawled face down across one of her seasonal displays, apparently done to death with a garden shovel.
He’s Mark Warner, one of the wealthiest men in town—and also one of the biggest philanderers. The police have a local homeless man pinned for the suspect, but Peggy has her doubts. Soon her efforts to exonerate him have her raking through the evidence and digging up secrets—and somebody’s not happy about it.
And then there’s the enormous Great Dane who seems determined to adopt her—and Peggy doesn’t even like dogs. Good thing that Saturn driver is also a veterinarian…