This week's book is Dearly Depotted by Kate Collins, the third in her flower shop mysteries. And it starts this way.
"Red, white and blue carnations...That's what you ordered, right?"
Jumping ahead of page 56, we find:
I gave her an outraged look, but she merely turned to Claymore and called in a dulcet voice, "It's worse than we thought, lambkins. Jack Snyder is -" I clapped my hand over her mouth.
And yes, the line really does cut out there. I wasn't removing a spoiler.
I've actually finished the book, so if you are interested in my thoughts, here's the review.