There's a chill in the Wisconsin air and it's a shot in the arm--or "triple-shot," in this case--to Uncommon Grounds, the Brookhills coffeehouse owned by Maggy Thorsen and real estate maven Sarah Kingston. Not only is their relocation to the town's historic train station a success, the store's autumn drink, a "Triple Shot, Fully-leaded Espresso," is taking off, fueled by hefty doses of caffeine and sugar.
All seems well, if a little jittery, in Brookhills as faded television personality Ward Chitown arrives in search of a long-hidden Mafia stash, money from a raid Chitown's FBI father commanded some thirty years ago in which three agents died.
A tragedy, but it's agents from another profession, real estate, who are facing modern-day danger in Brookhills. Two of Sarah's fellow brokers have been killed--shot and left to die in the properties they were showing.
Then a stench begins to percolate through the coffeehouse, forcing the partners to set aside everything else to investigate. In the process, they find that corpses--like other bad things--do indeed come in threes.