Fatal Font: A Small-Town Festival Cozy Mystery

About Fatal Font: A Small-Town Festival Cozy Mystery

Rowan Page can spot a lie from across a print shop. Juniper Glen is about to hang one in neon. Sign & Shine weekend arrives with a glossy typography startup, a Main Street makeover, and enough cameras to make every “community leader” behave like a saint.

My letterpress studio should be busy printing festival posters and limited-edition keepsakes. Instead, the town’s new celebrity sponsor drops dead minutes after the big unveiling. And the police do what they always do when the story needs to be simple.

They reach for my family. My estranged brother did contract work for the startup, so Levi becomes the headline villain before the first condolence bouquet hits the sidewalk. If he goes down, it won’t just ruin him.

It will drag my shop with him. Again. So I start digging.

Through polished grant paperwork that never quite adds up. Through executives who smile too smoothly. Through locals furious about disruption and donors who treat “charity” like a business model.

Everyone wants the town to look perfect for the tourists. Someone wants the truth buried even more. Then I find a detail that shouldn’t exist at all: a proprietary font used where no one outside the company should have access.

That’s when it clicks. The font isn’t decoration. It’s a signature.

And it ties this death to the same invisible hand that’s been editing Juniper Glen’s story from the start.