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A disquieting summons. A festive masquerade ball abruptly silenced by a scream. Dr. R.1 Mors finds herself embroiled in a chilling enigma. Diana Sweets, a woman whispered to possess the touch of a healer, lies cold, a crimson rose a macabre testament to her demise.
The opulent manor, once a stage for revelry, now hangs heavy with a sinister aura. Was Diana’s death a mere accident? Or a meticulously crafted message, its morbid beauty aimed squarely at Dr. Mors?
With her keen intellect and unwavering pursuit of truth, Dr. Mors embarks on a relentless investigation. The line between playful masquerade and a deadly game blurs with each shocking revelation. Can she decipher the cryptic clues and unmask the killer before becoming another unfortunate pawn sacrificed in this fatal fête?
Fatal Fête: A Masquerade Murder Mystery is for Fans of Forensic Medicine OF Mysterious deaths. Unmask the killer alongside Dr. P.I Mors, a mind as sharp as a scalpel, in a game where appearances are deceiving and every clue a cryptic whisper. This is no mere parlor game. This is a dance with death. The game is afoot, where the scalpel’s edge separates the whispers of truth from the cold embrace of the grave.This is just the first incision, first autopsy; which reveals only a fraction of the story. But beware, for in the shadows between life and death, even the most seasoned pathologist can lose their footing.
Author Bio; I am a Physician Associate and by day, I dispense earaches and adult chickenpox diagnoses in the thrilling world of Primary Care. My childhood dream of wielding a scalpel in a morgue was tragically replaced by explaining the wonders of fruits and veggies for brain health. But fear not, dear reader! When I’m not dodging projectile vomit (it happens!), you can find me in one of two places:
- Cruising In Accident, Maryland in a totally-not-a-hearse (okay, fine, it’s a beat-up Wagon, but dreams die hard!).
- Making house calls to my geriatric patients in a valiant attempt to recreate the golden age of medicine (minus the horse-drawn carriage).While I may not be wrestling bodies on an autopsy table, I do get my thrills chasing down elusive octogenarians for house calls in my trusty (okay, slightly rusty) hearse… just kidding (mostly).
So, if you’re looking for a medical thriller with a healthy dose of self-deprecating humor and tales of escape from rogue dentures, you’ve come to the right place. Buckle up, buttercup, and prepare for a wild ride through the (often hilarious) world of primary care!
Just don’t expect me to crack open a skull… unless it’s a particularly stubborn coconut.
P.S. If you see a station wagon suspiciously resembling a hearse parked outside your grandma’s house, don’t panic! It’s probably just me delivering her lifesaving supply of prune juice.
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