On the night Leo Stone returns-notionally from the dead, in reality from the Democratic Republic of the Congo-Cass Tuplin gets a call from Gary Kellett. A call about an actual dead person- Gary's daughter, killed in a car crash. Gary's adamant it wasn't an accident. Cass agrees to investigate. After all, not just Rusty Bore's only purveyor of fine fast food, Cass is also the closest thing to a private detective within a couple of hundred k's. The local police (Cass's son Dean) try to warn her off. It's true Cass's status as a celebrated yet non-licensed nobody doesn't entirely suit Dean. But Dean also believes Gary's a delusional, grieving father. Is that the case? Or did a young journalist die after asking too many questions? Cass intends to find out. As soon as she's dealt with some queries raised by the reappearance of Leo Stone. a Praise for Murder With the Lot- 'A well-sauced outback caper, with Chiko Rolls - and murder.' Kerry Greenwood 'There is a murder; there may be mafia involved. Or so thinks Cass, your classic nosy small Aussie town Miss Marple-although her manner and turn of phrase are somewhat less refined. A racy romp.' Weekend Herald 'A wonderful tongue-in-cheek style, a mix of subtle and laugh-out-loud humour, individual characters, and a crazy plot that keeps you turning the pages.' Otago Times