Set Sail for Murder

by Carolyn G. Hart Narrated by Kate Reading

Overview

“Three cheers for Henrie O, an intelligent, engaging sleuth!”-Mary Higgins Clark

When retired newspaper reporter Henrietta O'Dwyer Collins, Henrie O to her friends, receives a call for help, she discovers that love once kindled never burns to ashes. Although she refused Jimmy Lennox's marriage proposal, there is still a special place for him in her heart. She wished him well when he found happiness with Sophia Montgomery, world-famous documentary filmmaker and stepmother to the now grown heirs of a great fortune. Sophia is at odds with the heirs, and Jimmy fears for her safety. He asks Henrie O to come along with the family on a Baltic cruise. Henrie O can't turn down her old friend, though old passions are stirred when he calls.

On the voyage she soon realizes this dysfunctional family is plunging toward destruction and one of the travelers has murder in mind. As the ports of call pass-Copenhagen, Gdynia, Tallinn, St. Petersburg-death inexorably approaches. Henrie O works desperately to save Jimmy and to bring hope to lives blighted by anger, resentment, and heartbreak.

Editorial Reviews

Publishers Weekly

In the long-awaited seventh installment of Hart's popular series starring feisty retired journalist Henrie O (after 2001's Resort to Murder), Henrie O's erstwhile lover, Jimmy, has married another woman, the dashing Sophia Montgomery, and he's afraid that one of Sophia's stepchildren from a previous marriage is trying to kill her. When Jimmy begs Henrie O to accompany his family on a cruise and get to the bottom of the suspicious accidents that keep befalling Sophia, she reluctantly agrees. It turns out that Sophia's stepkids have plenty of reasons to hate her, not least that she stands in the way of their inheritance. The scheming stepkids are predictable and two-dimensional, but Henrie O remains a complex character, and her struggles to keep her feelings for Jimmy platonic are every bit as engaging as the putative mystery. Henrie O's fans, and devotees of Hart's lighter Death on Demand series, will enjoy this quick read. (Apr.)

Copyright 2006 Reed Business Information.

Library Journal

Retired newspaper reporter Henrietto O'Dwyer sets sail to aid an ex-flame on a murderous Baltic cruise in the seventh of the series by the "Death on Demand" author. Hart lives in Oklahoma City. Copyright 2006 Reed Business Information.

Kirkus Reviews

Retired journalist Henrietta O'Dwyer Collins returns to sleuthing when an old flame asks for help protecting his wife. Although Henrie O (Resort to Murder, 2001, etc.) refused Jimmy Lennox's marriage proposal, there's still a special place for Jimmy in her heart-even now that he's married to photojournalist Sophia Montgomery. Several near-miss accidents make Jimmy suspect that one of Sophia's ex-husbands' children is trying to kill her. The children had been sent off to boarding school and raised by their aunt, Evelyn Riordan, who still lives on the estate. When self-involved Sophia arranges a Baltic cruise for the family in order to decide if the children are mature enough to receive the proceeds of their trust fund, Jimmy pays Henrie O's passage so that she can meet the suspects: Alex and his spendthrift wife, who want control of his fortune; Kent, whose girlfriend was so unsuitable that Sophia bribed her and Kent to split up; and Rosemary and her sister Val, who blame Sophia for the suicide of Val's twin sister. The family, shadowed by Henrie O, unhappily traverses ancient Baltic cities, sightseeing and shopping, until a push on a crowded Hermitage staircase finally convinces Sophia that there's danger. When Sophia is presumed lost at sea, an official investigation is launched, leaving Henrie O to pinpoint the murderer before her beloved Jimmy takes the fall. Henrie O's fans will find her long-anticipated return worth the wait.

Product Details

BN ID:	2940171961787
Publisher:	Penguin Random House
Publication date:	04/10/2007
Series:	Henrie O , #7
Edition description:	Unabridged

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Set Sail for Murder A Henrie O Mystery

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By Carolyn Hart William Morrow Copyright © 2007 Carolyn Hart
All right reserved.
ISBN: 978-0-06-072403-0

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Chapter One The telephone shrilled as I stepped inside the house. I was hot and thirsty, intent upon reaching the kitchen and a frosty glass of Gatorade, but, of course, I picked up the ringing portable phone from the move-scarred walnut table in my front hallway. Old reporters never ignore that imperious summons even when the days of deadlines are long past. I glanced at the small screen. Suddenly I was breathless.

Caller ID: James A. Lennox.

This was a call I had never expected to receive, certainly not on a casual summer morning, sweaty and relaxed after a jog on the university track. It was a slow jog at my age, but nonetheless I could still pick one foot up, put it down, take pleasure in exercise.

The ring sounded again. I struggled for breath, punched TALK. "Hello."

"Henrie O." The clear, resonant tenor was still youthful, without the dour droop of age. A dear voice. Once I had welcomed his calls, come to depend upon them, my spirits lifting when he spoke my name. Jimmy Lennox had long been a cherished friend and, once, my lover, but he took one road and I another. This unexpected call loosed emotions I had thought neatly packaged and filed in the past. I was swept by tenderness, unease, sadness, and a sense of foreboding.

I should have answered right away, but how do you respond to an old friend and former lover whose proposal of marriage you declined? The last time I saw Jimmy ...

"Henrie O, please don't hang up." The appeal was utterly unlike confident, unflappable Jimmy. Lanky, laconic, and clever, Jimmy had become a part of my life with his quick curiosity, wry sense of humor, and lack of pretension.

When I spoke, I spoke with my heart. "I'll never hang up on you."

His appeal and my response held a world of meaning for both of us. I knew Jimmy was upset. He knew I cared for him still, would never be quite certain how much was friendship and how much was love.

Ultimately I'd felt there was not enough love for me to marry him. That decision haunted me still. I missed Jimmy, missed him intensely, but now he was married. I would always care for Jimmy. He'd achieved a measure of fame as a newsman and later as a biographer. In my memory he moved with his usual grace, lithe and lean, with an air of placidity that often fooled his interview subjects into thinking him a trifle slow. That was a mistake.

"What's wrong?" We never minced words with each other. I swept off a calico headband, swiped at my perspiring face. In the mirror above the table, my cheeks still flamed from exertion and my silvered dark hair curled in damp ringlets.

"I don't have any right to call on you. But you're the only person who can possibly help me." He was uncertain, reluctant.

I've never been able to stay on the sidelines when someone I love is in trouble. "What can I do?"

He drew a deep breath. "I haven't talked to you since I married Sophia."

Deep in sleepless nights, I still willed away the emptiness I'd felt upon receiving the wedding invitation. Sophia Montgomery. I remembered her well. I doubt she recalled me. Sophia lived in a blaze of excitement, attention, and achievement. She'd succeeded hugely in documentary films, recording everything from genocide in Rwanda to the shrinking of the polar ice cap. I'd met her when she was in Mexico cataloging the struggle of insurrectionists in Chiapas. Along her way to fame, she'd married an actor and later a financier. Twice a widow, she was now Jimmy's wife. She was now in her fifties, almost fifteen years younger than Jimmy. And me, of course.

I looked again in the mirror at deep-set dark eyes in a narrow face with lines that mapped a lifetime of happiness and sorrow. Not a young face.

I'd sent an elegant cut-glass bowl as a wedding gift. She and Jimmy had married last year at her home near Carmel. The nuptials were a celebrity-studded extravaganza. I'd read about the glamorous guest list in People. Clearly, something had gone awry in this celebrated union. "Of course. How is Sophia?" Smart as ever? Intense as ever? Brilliant as ever?

"She won't listen to me. I keep warning her, but she won't listen." Anger warred with despair. "I've got to have help or-"

I felt a twist of irritation. That easygoing Jimmy might end up at odds with Sophia came as no surprise. Sophia had a genius for barreling straight to the destination of her choice, disregarding both approval and opposition. I wouldn't have expected Jimmy to seek me out as a mediator for a troubled relationship. I almost cut in to say I'd left my Ann Landers hat in someone else's closet, but he continued, the words anguished.

"-she may die."

I felt cold. I reached out, turned off the air-conditioning. "Cancer?" Sophia was in her fifties, the age when so many women are struck by that devastating disease. Was she a woman who would not take care, ignored danger signals?

"God, I wish. You can cut it out, right? Even Sophia would pay attention to cancer. When a boulder crashed down a cliff yesterday and missed her by a foot, hey, that's just an unfortunate accident. Accident, my foot. Somebody pushed that boulder and it has to be one of the family."

I shivered in my clammy T-shirt and shorts. I walked down the hall into the cheerful kitchen, with its yellow tile floor, white counters, yellow walls, white kitchen table, and chairs. If I hadn't known Jimmy for almost a half century, known him in good times and bad, I might have dismissed his fear, as Sophia obviously had. But Jimmy was never an alarmist.

I squeezed the phone between my head and shoulder, pulled open the refrigerator, retrieved the Gatorade, poured a huge tumblerful. "Five W's and an H, Jimmy." It was the old journalism litany: who, what, when, where, why, and how? I grabbed a notepad from the counter and sat at the kitchen table, pen in hand.

(Continues...)

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