Nina Spark bought a house off the internet. On a sunny island she’d never heard of before. At about two o’clock in the morning with a glass of red wine in her hand. About a week later, she was sitting across a desk from Pineapple Cay's chief of police, wondering how her daydream of easy living in the islands got so far off track so quickly. For fans of comedic mysteries, and readers looking for a tropical beach vacation in a book at the tail end of a long, hard winter.