So, imagine this: a bustling coastal town hall, loud enough to wake the seagulls, and buzzing with talk sharper than a crab’s claw. That was Brightcombe on the night of the notorious council meeting—where the promise of a shiny new supermarket cracked the calm like a dropped fishmonger’s tray. In my latest cozy mystery, Murder Most Dramatic, this heated debate isn’t just background noise; it’s the spark that sets the whole murder mystery roaring to life.