"Hoping for a charming new life, exhausted chef Allison leaves the big city and sets up a bakery on the boardwalk - but when a man is found dead outside her shop, she'll have to dust the flour off her hands and do some serious sleuthing" Why? This isn't even in her shop! And it's none of her damned business! Another half-baked 'cozy' mystery. What would be funny is if her bakery were literally on the boardwalk - right in the middle of it. Then I might get with this story. But barf.
