"Cats, Cannolis and a Curious Kidnapping" is the first novel in the Anna Romano Mystery Series. It is a funny, whimsical, murder mystery series that appeals to 'mystery readers' of all ages. Anna Romano is a middle-aged, Italian woman who is also a successful published author, a lover of cats, and an excellent cook with a hankering for Italian cuisine. She lives by herself in her quaint house, in a quiet community, with a white picket fence in Central New Jersey. When she is not writing her next book or hosting book-signing events with her publicist, she is cleaning litter boxes and baking Cannolis…but never at the same time, of course! In this first installment, on a typical day in Anna's somewhat-perfect life, a book-signing event turns her world upside down. Is it a case of mistaken identity or was she just being paranoid? After being stalked for weeks, Anna quickly finds herself literally 'tied up', fighting for her life, and desperate to get back home to her cats; all while unwittingly falling in love with the detective who was trying to save her. How she finds her way out of this mess is anyone's guess! Find out more about Anna and the dangerous cases of murder and mayhem she 'haphazardly' gets herself into, in the new Anna Romano Mystery Series.
Cheryl Powell, (writing under pen name Cheryl Denise Bannerman), is a multi-genre author of five successful works of fiction, a motivational speaker, and CEO. She resides in Orlando, Florida, where she runs a virtual Training and Development company, GC Learning Services LLC dba Learn2Engage, which she founded in 1996.
Anna's nose for investigating has gotten herself into a dangerous situation, and she's beginning to think the detective on the case is not going to find her in time. She's about to make one final attempt to convince her kidnapper that her books are ONLY fiction. Will she succeed?
Cats, Cannolis and a Curious Kidnapping: An Anna Romano Mystery Series, Book One
“What do you want from me?” I tried to scream, although it was useless through the gag in my mouth. Once Red-Head appeared in full view, I quickly noted the shiny silver item in his right hand and quieted. He was now holding the gun to my head. What had I gotten myself into?
“You think you are so clever, don’t you? With your ‘fictional’ mystery books that appear to be so innocent!” Red-Head yelled.
I tried to respond but to no avail. That was when he reached for the gag, put the gun closer to my head, and offered to remove the gag if I didn’t scream.
I nodded profusely in agreement.
As soon the gag was removed, I entered my plea. “Listen, the stories in my books are just a mere figment of my imagination. I don’t know anything about you or your life. You have to believe me!”
“No, I don’t,” he responded slowly and smiled slyly. “It just so happens your meddling is going to fit into my plan perfectly.”