{"product_id":"ice-cream-shop-mysteries-upgraded-value-bundle-books-7-12-ebooks","title":"Ice Cream Shop Mysteries Upgraded Value Bundle (Books 7-12), Ebooks","description":"\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: #00aaff;\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cspan class=\"a-text-bold\"\u003eBooks 7 through 12 of the \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cem\u003e\u003cspan class=\"a-text-bold a-text-italic\"\u003eSeaside Ice Cream Shop Mysteries.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: rgb(255, 0, 255);\"\u003ePrefer paperbacks? \u003ca href=\"https:\/\/store.angelakryan.com\/collections\/all-ebook-and-paperback-bundles\" rel=\"noopener\" target=\"_blank\"\u003eClick here. \u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: rgb(255, 0, 255);\"\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: rgb(0, 0, 0);\"\u003eIf you love quaint New England seaside towns, lovable characters, captivating mysteries, and ice cream parlors, you’ll love the \u003cem\u003e\u003cspan class=\"a-text-italic\"\u003eSeaside Ice Cream Shop Mysteries!\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: rgb(255, 0, 255);\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003ci\u003eMango Murder \u003c\/i\u003e(Book 7)\u003cbr\u003e\u003cem\u003e\u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003eWhipped Crime (Book 8)\u003cbr\u003eCookie Dough Catastrophe\u003c\/em\u003e (Book 9)\u003cbr\u003e\u003cem\u003eA Sprinkle of Death\u003c\/em\u003e (Book 10)\u003cbr\u003e\u003cem\u003eTutti Frutti Tragedy\u003c\/em\u003e (Books 11)\u003cbr\u003e\u003cem\u003eA Dangerous Scoop\u003c\/em\u003e (Book 12)\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cimg height=\"17\" width=\"89\" src=\"https:\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0754\/5444\/7933\/files\/SmallerFiveStarsCropped_480x480.jpg?v=1706237296\" alt=\"\"\u003e\u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp style=\"text-align: start;\"\u003e\u003cem\u003e\"I have never read anything by Angela K. Ryan before, OMG this was fantastic... So many suspects. Love the plot, great setting, and strong, intense, interesting characters.\"\u003c\/em\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cem\u003e   - Margaret\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cem\u003e\"This book had lots of twists and turns and it was actually quite the surprise when the culprit was revealed. Enjoy this book!\"\u003c\/em\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cem\u003e   - Shelly\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cem\u003e\"I highly recommend this to anyone who loves a good mystery.\"\u003c\/em\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cem\u003e   - Rita\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cem\u003e\"For me the ending was a complete surprise! A great story with familiar as well as new characters to embrace.\"\u003c\/em\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cem\u003e   - Chris K.\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cem\u003e\"This book will keep you guessing to the end!\"\u003c\/em\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cem\u003e   - Jane\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eThis product is an EBOOK and is compatible with any modern digital app and device, including:\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cul\u003e\n\u003cli\u003eKindle or Kindle App for phones\/tablets\u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003eApple Books\u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003eGoogle Play Books\u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003eNook\u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003eKobo\u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003eNative e-readers on Apple and Android products\u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003eMicrosoft Surface and Tablets of all kinds\u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003eiPads, iPods, iPhones\u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003cli\u003eAndroid phones and devices\u003c\/li\u003e\n\u003c\/ul\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: rgb(255, 0, 255);\"\u003ePrefer paperbacks? \u003ca href=\"https:\/\/store.angelakryan.com\/collections\/all-ebook-and-paperback-bundles\" rel=\"noopener\" target=\"_blank\"\u003eClick here. \u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cspan style=\"color: #00aaff;\"\u003eExcerpt\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cspan style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"\u003eMango Murder: Chapter 1\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eVelma filled an inflatable palm tree using a hand pump and arranged it in the middle of a wooden sandbox, which Anna had set up by the front window in the dining room of her ice cream shop, \u003ci\u003eBella’s Dream\u003c\/i\u003e.\u003cspan class=\"Apple-converted-space\"\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003e“I can’t believe how many people purchased tickets,” Anna said. “We are sold to capacity. One more person and we’d be violating fire code.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003e“Wherever did you come up with the idea for a tropical beach ice cream party in the middle of February?” Velma asked.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003e“I thought Seagull Cove could use an event to help beat the winter blues and bring some business into the shop. February is such a slow month for a seaside ice cream shop.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003e“I think it’s going to be a smashing success,” Velma said. “We should make it an annual event.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eAnna and Velma laughed out loud when Olivia, Jack, and Ethan - Anna’s three high school employees - arrived dressed in the spirit of the evening. Jack sported blue and white swim trunks and a blue t-shirt under his long winter coat, and was carrying a red floatie, which he promptly put around his waist.\u003cspan class=\"Apple-converted-space\"\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eEthan pulled back his coat to reveal his lime green and white Bermuda shorts, explaining that he found them in the back of one of his father’s bureau drawers, beneath some other ‘old man’ clothes. \u003cspan class=\"Apple-converted-space\"\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eOlivia wore a bright sundress over a long-sleeved t-shirt and yoga pants with a red plastic Hawaiian lei around her neck.\u003cspan class=\"Apple-converted-space\"\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003e“You kids look fantastic,” Velma said.\u003cspan class=\"Apple-converted-space\"\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eAlong with Velma, Kathy and Mary were already helping Anna to set up the shop. It was all hands on deck for tonight’s party.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eAnna pulled her employees together for an impromptu staff meeting. “I have plenty of tropical flavored ice cream, especially mango. We’ll need some of you to work behind the counter, a couple to collect tickets, and the rest can mill about and keep the dining room clean. I included all the ice cream you can eat in the price of the ticket, so I expect that the counter will be busy.” Anna winked at Jack. “We’ll let Jack focus on becoming famous with his band.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003e“My friends should be here any minute to set up. Thanks for giving us a chance to perform tonight. We’ve been rehearsing all week.” Anna had hired Jack’s friends, who had formed a garage band, to play beach-themed music.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003e“This is going to be so much fun,” Olivia said. “I can’t wait for everyone to arrive.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eJack scanned the shop. “The store looks awesome. And thanks for turning up the heat. It makes it a lot easier to wear shorts in February.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eIn addition to the sandbox and inflatable palm tree by the window, bright folding beach chairs were scattered among some of the regular chairs, and each table had a few pairs of sunglasses that people could use to get into the spirit. Velma had found miniature paper umbrellas, which were meant for cocktails, to stick in the ice cream for added festivity.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003e“It looks like we’re ready for customers,” Anna said.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eSoon after, Jack’s friends arrived to set up, and Olivia led them over to their designated spot.\u003cspan class=\"Apple-converted-space\"\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003e“Judging from the way Olivia blushed when the band arrived, I’d say she has a crush on one of them,” Velma whispered in Anna’s ear.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eAnna smiled as they watched the teens interact. “Ah, young love. I wonder which one she likes.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003e“Let’s go find out,” Velma said, pulling Anna to the stage area with a mischievous smile.\u003cspan class=\"Apple-converted-space\"\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003e“Anna, I’d like you to meet Aiden, Rob, and Owen,” Olivia said.\u003cspan class=\"Apple-converted-space\"\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eThe three boys politely shook Anna’s hand. “Thanks for letting us perform,” Aiden said. “We won’t let you down.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003e“You boys are going to be great,” Velma said.\u003cspan class=\"Apple-converted-space\"\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003e“I wish Caroline could be here,” Aiden said to Olivia.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003e“She felt badly that she couldn’t come, but she already had plans with her aunt and cousins.” Olivia tapped her pocket. “But I promised I’d record a few songs and text them to her.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eAiden smiled broadly. “Thanks, Olivia.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eOlivia’s eyes met Rob’s, and she looked down and blushed.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003e“We’ll let you get to it,” Anna said. “People will be arriving in fifteen minutes.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003e“We’ll be ready,” Jack said.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003e“I guess we know which boy Olivia is crushing on,” Anna whispered after they walked away.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003e“Definitely Rob.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eAnna was so wrapped up in setting up the shop that she almost missed a phone call from an old friend from graduate school, Mary Beth. The two had studied counseling together back in the day.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eShe pulled her phone from her pocket. “Mary Beth! Are you and your friend coming tonight?”\u003cspan class=\"Apple-converted-space\"\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003e“I hope so,” Mary Beth said. “But I’m not sure that I would call her a \u003ci\u003efriend\u003c\/i\u003e, exactly. She started off as a patient, but I am taking her under my wing until her situation resolves itself. You’ll understand more when you meet her. I’d really love to come so the two of you can talk, but it will depend on how Heather is feeling.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003e“Fingers crossed,” Anna said.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eGuests began to arrive right at 6:00. Ethan and Olivia worked the front door, since they were best dressed for the occasion. They set up the ticket collection table a little off to the side, so they wouldn’t be in the direct path of the wintery cold air as people entered the shop.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eJoe Wiggins, wearing khaki shorts and flip flops, was one of the first to arrive, and his mood was as bright as his yellow shirt. After he had chatted with the staff and a few guests, he headed straight to the ice cream counter. “I’ll have two scoops of the mango ice cream,” Anna heard him say as she welcomed guests.\u003cspan class=\"Apple-converted-space\"\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eA half hour later, there was still no sign of Mary Beth and her mysterious friend, but Anna was thrilled when three of her besties in town, Sonja, Ruthie, and Rosie, arrived.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eJeremy Russo came in right behind them. “Are you ready for our meeting with Sid Crenshaw on Monday?” he whispered when Anna went over to greet him.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eLast month, Anna had finally been reunited with her Irish twin sister, Bella, who staged her own death five-and-a-half years ago. After nearly a year of searching, and with the help of Jeremy and Joe, they learned that Bella had witnessed a crime. She saw what she believed to be a man dumping the body of a young nurse, Rebecca Crenshaw. The killer had terrified Bella by stalking her and threatening to kill her and her loved ones if she went to the police. To escape her stalker and protect her family, Bella faked her death and relocated to Camden, Maine. Jeremy, who was a reporter at the \u003ci\u003eSeagull Cove Chronicle\u003c\/i\u003e, arranged a meeting for the three of them to speak with Rebecca’s father, Sid Crenshaw. That meeting was scheduled for Monday, only four days away.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003e“I’m anxious to get this investigation underway,” Anna said. “The sooner Rebecca Crenshaw’s killer is behind bars, the sooner Bella can come home. But I have to admit, I’m equally excited to see Bella again at \u003ci\u003eCamden Manor\u003c\/i\u003e in two weeks.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eAnna turned around after feeling a tug on her arm. It was Jack, who was taking a mango ice cream break between sets, standing next to a short, stocky man with a receding grey hairline. “Principal Ingersoll wanted to meet you,” Jack said.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003e“Please, call me Larry.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003e“It’s nice to meet you,” Anna said.\u003cspan class=\"Apple-converted-space\"\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003e“A few members of the staff from the high school are here tonight.” Larry pointed to a woman wearing blue jeans and a baby blue sweatshirt that said ‘Hampton Beach.’ “That’s Gayle Thompson. She teaches history. And over there is Melissa Potter, our newest math teacher. And Beverly Nordstrom, who teaches ninth and tenth grade English, is standing next to Gayle.” The two were deep in a conversation that included a few animated hand gestures, and Gayle was shaking her head and rolling her eyes.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003e“They came to support the band,” Jack said proudly.\u003cspan class=\"Apple-converted-space\"\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003e“Olivia, Ethan, and the boys in the band have been talking up this party at school for the past few weeks, so we wanted to come out to show our support. What a great event to get people out of their house this time of year,” Larry said.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003e“I’m so happy you came,” Anna said.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eAnna started walking over to thank the teachers for coming, but the conversation still seemed intense, so she changed course and went to compliment the band on their stellar performance. “Be sure to get some ice cream before you start playing again,” Anna said to the boys.\u003cspan class=\"Apple-converted-space\"\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eOlivia popped over and smiled at Rob. She gestured for them to follow her. “Come on. I’ll get your orders.”\u003cspan class=\"Apple-converted-space\"\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eWhile Anna watched them make their way to the ice cream counter, the front door opened. It was Mary Beth. Another woman hesitantly entered behind Mary Beth. Anna studied her for a moment. Her gold highlighted hair fell just above her shoulders, and her large brown eyes reticently scanned the room. When Mary Beth spotted Anna, she put a hand on the woman’s shoulders and gently guided her in Anna’s direction.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003e“It’s wonderful to see you,” Anna said, giving her old friend a warm hug.\u003cspan class=\"Apple-converted-space\"\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003e“You, as well. I’d like you to meet Heather.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eAnna extended her hand. The woman seemed fragile as she smiled and politely shook Anna’s hand.\u003cspan class=\"Apple-converted-space\"\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003e“Anna and I went to graduate school together,” Mary Beth said. “Anna and her sister had a private counseling practice in Boston for many years. Since we happened to be in the area, I thought it might be nice for the two of you to chat.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003e“This party will be over at 8:00,” Anna said. “We’ll be able to talk privately then.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eAnna looked into Heather’s vacant eyes as the woman forced a skeptical smile. “Thank you. I know you haven’t seen each other in a long time. I think I’ll get some ice cream and give the two of you a chance to catch up.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eBefore Anna or Mary Beth could respond, Heather was on her way to the ice cream counter.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003e“Do you want to fill me in on the situation, or would you prefer to let Heather do that?” Anna asked.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003e“It’s a story that will require your full attention, and you have your hands full right now. Why don’t we fill you in after the party? Besides, I want to make sure Heather doesn’t get too overwhelmed.”\u003cspan class=\"Apple-converted-space\"\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003e“Okay. Things look to be winding down here, anyway. I have my entire staff here, so cleanup will be a snap. Then we’ll have the rest of the evening to talk.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eAnna rejoined her customers in the dining room. The band had come up for one last song and the crowd was cheering them on, especially those who came from the high school.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eWhen the band finished their final song, Anna thanked everyone for coming.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003e“Should we make this party an annual event?” she asked the crowd.\u003cspan class=\"Apple-converted-space\"\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eHer guests responded with enthusiastic applause.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003e“It’s settled then. I’ll see you all next year, at the Second Annual Tropical Beach Ice Cream Party.”\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eAfter the guests trickled out, Anna and her staff made quick work of cleaning up the shop. As she deflated the palm tree, Anna spotted Casper sitting on the empty sidewalk and peering into the store. “That’s Casper,” Anna explained to Mary Beth and Heather. “He’s a feral cat who belongs to everyone in town and to nobody in particular at the same time. He’s probably looking for his nightly snack. With all the excitement, I forgot to give it to him tonight.”\u003cspan class=\"Apple-converted-space\"\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eShe opened the front door and beckoned him inside, but he didn’t move. 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