I read cozy and historical mysteries, a bit of Paranormal/UF, and to mix it up, I read science and gardening books on occasion.
Not bad, not great. Nothing new, but pleasantly written with genuinely nice characters. Annabelle's grandmother is in town and she gets involved in the 'mystery' of course. She sometimes skirts the bleeding edge of what's fast becoming a 'grandma' trope in cozies: an 80 year old with the body of a 60 year old and the maturity of a 20 year old. There's a love triangle brewing too - not once has it been articulated, but you just know it's there, lurking.
Annabelle takes on a mural commission and while touring the new premises, finds a secret tunnel with a dead body. Because it's not really a secret tunnel unless there's a dead body.
The mystery plotting was...ok. I'm not sure anymore if whodunits are just being poorly plotted and written, or if the new trend is to make it obvious who the bad guys are, but keep the reader guessing as to which bad guy actually did the deed. If this were real life the culprits would have been labelled inept before page 50. Even in print, the false leads were weak beyond belief and the arrest made no sense.
But even so, this wasn't an unenjoyable read. It was light and relaxing; I just won't go crazy for the next one.