Publisher's Synopsis
Tricia Gleason rarely finds a situation where her hats remain in the closet. Yes, she could choose. Always her choice. She balks when anyone pushes her with a should-upon list. She gives new meaning to "staying in the closet." Has nothing to do with sexual orientation; everything to do with function.
A preacher? Yes. A fishing guide? Yes. A detective solving homicides initially considered suicides? Unfortunately, yes.
But a new hat to wear? Not on her head, but in her heart. A hat for falling in love. No, nothing about falling and everything about jumping.
Complications, she knew, are never avoided. She starts a new church ministry in Tillamook. The previous minister committed suicide. She doesn't think so. The church secretary disappears the week before Tricia gives her first sermon. A librarian defends against a self-pleasing minister before he grabs her. Not fake news. #METOO very real.
The romance/love hat is worn, but the closet empties of hats for preaching and fishing and detective sleuthing. She laughs about being a 3-hat person.
The laughter stops when the revolver is pressed to her forehead. She isn't ready to not preach her second sermon, not take her lover fishing--and other activities. But then she believes she doesn't have a choice...her tears won't stop a bullet...
