Red Handed: A Katerina Carter Color of Money Mystery by Colleen Cross

A winning wine investment leaves a sour taste in Kat’s mouth and she uncovers a million dollar wine fraud, all before dinner!

Red handed: a katerina carter color of money mystery

When forensic accountant and fraud investigator Katerina Carter and journalist boyfriend Jace Burton accept an impromptu party invitation, crime is the last thing on their minds. Then a winning wine investment leaves a sour taste in Kat’s mouth and she unravels the clues to a million-dollar wine fraud, all before dinner! 

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Genre: FICTION / Fantasy / General

Secondary Genre: FICTION / Mystery & Detective / Women Sleuths

Language: English

Keywords: culinary crafts and hobbies, female amateur sleuths, private investigators, mystery short stories, police procedurals, international mystery and crime, detective stories

Word Count: 5138

Sales info:

Red Handed is a consistent bestseller on Google Play, Amazon,Kobo and other sales platforms,with tens of thousands of downloads.  This short story is an introduction to the series, and is perma-fee on most platforms (exceptions are some Amazon sites and European sites where it sells for $0.99 and up.

Sample text:

Kat laid down her paintbrush and smiled as she surveyed her work. The veranda looked stunning, the white paint gleaming in the bright afternoon light. While there were more pressing tasks around the house, they were largely invisible, like plumbing and electrical work. Doing the painting herself meant less money dropped into the insatiable money pit. She also wanted to finish before the onslaught of Vancouver’s autumn rains.

Jace Burton stood in the doorway, his head almost touching the top. “Looks great.”

He flashed a smile that made her forget he’d been gone almost two hours.

Kat blew him a kiss and sat down in a creaky Adirondack chair, wondering why it had taken all summer to get around to painting the railing.

Of course she knew the reason. She had been preoccupied with the endless repairs and related casualties, most recently the burst pipe that had morphed into a complete re-plumb. Not to mention the warped fir floors resulting from the leak.

“Did you get the paint?”

Jace tapped his forehead. “I knew I forgot something.”

“But that’s what you went for. Only one item on the list.” Jace’s singular focus was a boon as a journalist chasing a story, but less productive when it came to other things.

“Sorry. I ran into Kirk Evans at the hardware store and lost all track of time. But I got something else.” Jace pulled his arm out from behind his back. “This.”

Kat leaned forward to read the small print on the bottle. “A bottle of red wine? Uh-oh, Jace. Drinking and painting never works out for us.”


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