"When a series of "accidents" strikes the Christmas tree farm where Liss and her husband are staying, she'll have to spring into action to find the killer who's been lurking among the pines--before she ends up in a pine box herself"--

Can there be such a thing as too many men in kilts? Normally Liss MacCrimmon, proprietor of Moosetookalook, Maine's one and only Scottish Emporium, would say no. But that's before one of them turns out to be murderous. . . The bagpipes are blaring at Moosetookalook's finest hotel, reopened just in time to host an annual celebration of Scotland's most beloved poet. But when the Scottish Heritage Appreciation Society arrives on the scene, they bring...