In the dozy Danish provinces, death hides among the dusty bric-a-brac… The elderly volunteers at the second-hand shop keep dropping dead. Heart attacks. Strokes. A simple case of old age, say the police. Sad but inevitable.Newly retired Mrs Mortensen begs to differ. This “Danish Miss Marple” and her dachshund, Mortensen III, sniff a sinister pattern.Sharp-tongued, sharp-eyed, and fueled by justice and cake, Mrs Mortensen launches her own probe, stirring gossip, grudges, and small-town spats. The deeper she digs, the surer she gets: someone's picking off shop volunteers, one "oops" at a time. Can this tea-spiller out-sleuth a sly slayer before she (or Mortensen III) becomes the next "accidental" casualty? Forget Scandi-Noir: this is hygge homicide with a giggle. Perfect for fans of cheeky whodunnits, Scandinavian mysteries and Richard Osman’s “The Thursday Murder Club”.