Rum Luck

Sand. Monkeys. Murder. Ben Cooper was supposed to be on his Pacific honeymoon, not waking up in a Costa Rican prison cell with no memory of the night before. Then again, Ben never thought he would catch his fiancée with some clown—literally. Or that his friend Miguel would drag him to the surf paradise of Tamarindo before Aunt Mildred could ask why they canceled the open bar reception. But surely his friend and lawyer Victoria didn't need to fly down from Toronto overnight. After all, the police would let him go once he sobered up and paid his fine. Right? Except for the little matter of a murder. And Ben's buying a beachside bar from the victim, hours before the man's death. With foreclosure looming and death threats piling up on the rum-soaked bar, Ben and his friends must scramble to salvage something from the ramshackle cantina that is their best shot at a fresh start or a quick end. To succeed in this sinister surf town, they must turn to the wild idea that got them into this mess—building a business around those who've always wanted to run their own bar on a beach somewhere, even for just a week. But to survive, they'll need every skill at their disposal—including those they'd rather forget they have.