The Agnes Sharp series ends with a bang in this explosive finale from the author of Three Bags Full. 

The octogenarian housemates at Sunset Hall are busy preparing for the springtime wedding of one of their own, the blind and blushing bride Bernadette, but as the big day approaches, they must fend off a mysterious killjoy from the past.

Love is blind. At least for Bernadette. But she doesn’t need to see the butterflies flitting around the springtime flowers. She feels them in her stomach whenever her fiancé, Jack, enters the room. Her friend Agnes, on the other hand, isn’t having any of it. “Once a member of Sunset Hall, always a member of Sunset Hall!” That’s how it’s supposed to be. Bernadette’s plan to leave the house share and its residents behind stings. Nevertheless, Agnes and the not-so-sprightly gang of pensioners launch into wedding planning mode after a last-minute spot opens at the high-class Foxglove Manor—in just two weeks.

The minimum number of guests to even get the champagne fountain bubbling is twenty—a tall order for a reclusive couple in their eighties—not to mention the high likelihood that their friend groups might not be compatible since Bernadette was once a police informant, while Jack used to make a living in organized crime. Just when they think they have the guest list squared away—with some help from Charlie’s newfound expertise in online dating—a threatening note appears at the house. Agnes and the others decide to handle it themselves, not wanting to cause the betrothed stress. With some assistance from a private investigator (another person to add to the guest list!), Agnes digs into the case of the poison-pen letter, determined to ensure the wedding goes off without a hitch . . . aside from the bodies they’ve already had to hide from the bride.