Jo has always dreamed of making it as a professional astrologer. But her practical Virgo soul also recognizes she has to pay the bills, too. When she hears about a part-time job with Macy and Wilson, a private investigation agency, she is more than a little bit curious. Her new boss (a classic Cancer, and handsome to boot) starts her off with some routine telephone traces. Jo is sure she can make this work alongside her true passion—astrology. But then a man is shot dead, and his sometime lover is found dead in a bath in the Wellington Hotel. Now Jo is really in over her head . . . Will the victim’s horoscope help unravel what happened at the hour of his death? THE FIRST IN A NEW SERIES OF ADDICTIVE MURDER MYSTERIES FEATURING ASTROLOGER JO HUGHES.

SOMETIMES ALL YOU NEED IS A SIGN. When Jo Hughes takes on Connor Fitzpatrick at the Macy and Wilson private investigation agency, she thinks it will be an open-and-shut case. Connor’s brother Sean has gone missing. He was seen in the local pub with a woman, but who is she? And how is she connected to the case? Then a body is found. And this missing person’s investigation becomes a murder inquiry. What—or who—was Sean running from? Jo and Macy must delve into Sean’s past, and true nature, to find out who wanted him dead. Perfect for fans of Faith Martin, Frances Lloyd, LJ Ross, Kristin Wright, or Richard Osman. Please note this book was first published as Beware Taurus.

Antonia Carlyle is a woman possessed. She’s absolutely certain that someone killed her sister Monique. She’s obsessive and driven—like most Geminis—and she might just be right. Jo Hughes has her doubts when she’s asked to play minder for this jumpy, complicated woman. This isn’t usual work for a private investigator. But Antonia really believes she is in danger. She’s terrified of her boss, so Jo agrees to move in to keep an eye on her. Is she just paranoid, or is there something sinister going on? Jo must discern fact from fiction to keep Antonia safe, all while trying to keep the ever-temperamental Macy onside . . .

Jo Hughes is living a peaceful existence in the gorgeous Cotswolds countryside. She’s looking forward to her weekly glass of wine and catch-up with Aoife, her boss at Alcott College. But the women find more than they bargained for at their cosy treehouse spot. Swinging gently in the warm summer breeze is a man hanging from a branch. It’s Seb, the college financial director. What could have driven him to this? Jo discovers that the financial situation at the college is dire. But she’s not convinced that Seb killed himself. The question is, though, if he didn’t—who did? She calls up David Macy, her old private investigator colleague, and the two get to work on the case. But things go from bad to worse when Jo realises her partner Teddy may also be implicated in the goings-on. Can she read the signs and uncover the truth?

Jo Hughes has almost forgotten her career as a PI. Her astrology business is taking off and she’s put investigating on hold. Yet, suddenly there’s David Macy, her old boss, walking through the door, eating a cherry Bakewell, asking her to help on a case. Macy needs Jo to attend a networking event in Bournemouth. The target is Flora Howell, suspected of selling information to her company’s bitter rivals. Jo agrees to go undercover—it’s just for one night after all. But Jo can’t help getting drawn in, especially when Flora tells her she’s looking for a missing friend. Almost immediately Flora gets knocked off her bike in a hit-and-run and is left fighting for her life. Then a body is discovered in a nearby lake, stabbed to death. The victim is the friend Flora was so desperately looking for. Who wants Flora and her friend dead, and why? It’s up to Jo to read the signs and uncover the truth before it’s too late.

Astrologer and Private Investigator Jo Hughes is at a christening when she receives a call from her oldest friend. She’s found a body in the cellar of a local pub. And they’ve been dead a while. Jo has her first case as a solo PI. The victim is identified as Leah Ellerman, a local landlady who was renovating the canalside cottages opposite the pub. She’s been dead for two weeks. So why hasn’t anyone reported her missing? Leah was evicting her tenants so she could skyrocket the rent. And this wasn’t taken well by the local community . . . So it’s not a case of who wanted her dead, but who succeeded. Jo must watch her back. It’s clear that the culprit will do anything to keep their secrets buried . . .