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Echoes from the Fjord follows an architect visiting the Glass Lodge for a summer of diving, friendship, and work, only to discover his friend has been murdered and the crime scene staged as an accident. Why did you want Cole’s return to the Glass Lodge to begin with such a strong sense of home, only to disrupt it with Mike’s death?
I wanted readers to feel what Cole stands to lose before the story takes it from him. The Glass Lodge is the one place where Cole belongs without having to explain himself: his friends, his dogs, the dives before the tourists wake up, and a fjord that is finally recovering after years of struggling. If readers feel at home there too, Mike’s death lands as a real absence and not just a puzzle to solve. The mystery works because the people and the place matter, so I started with warmth and let the crime break it.
What interested you about creating an investigator who naturally thinks in terms of structures, patterns, and inconsistencies, and how does Cole’s grief for Mike reveal parts of him that the investigation alone could not?
Architects choreograph how a person moves through a building to evoke specific emotions, using light, shadow, and scale to build a physical “plot.” That made an architect a natural way to investigate a death, because Cole already reads a scene the way he reads a building: foundations, loads, sight lines, and the cosmetic work hiding what’s underneath. He is also someone who takes in other people’s feelings more easily than he voices his own, so the investigation lets him stay useful and a little hidden. Grief is what takes that away. He can follow every clue, but he can’t deduce his way through losing Mike. The investigation shows how Cole thinks, and the grief shows what he feels.
Environmental stewardship plays a significant role in Mike’s legacy. Why was that important to the story?
Mike’s lifelong commitment to conservation was a central part of the story in the first book in the series, When Shapes Take Hold, so by Echoes it’s already part of who he is. When he dies, I wanted that work to be what he leaves behind, and I wanted that inheritance to matter more than the money. The oxygen readings, the orcas, and the land he cared about give the characters something to protect after he’s gone, and they give the murder a motive rooted in the place itself. Hood Canal isn’t a backdrop in these books. It has its own pressures and stakes, and I wanted the story to show that caring for a place is a kind of loyalty to the people who loved it.
What larger themes or relationships are you interested in continuing to explore through Cole and the Cascadia Mystery series?
Belonging, chosen family, and what we owe the places and people we call home. Cole is learning to let himself be part of a community, and the relationships around him, including Sam and the dogs, keep deepening from book to book. I also want to keep exploring how a landscape shapes its community and how conservation and development pull against each other. Each book gets a new mystery, but I’m most interested in the people and the place holding the series together. In the next book, Winterlight Ridge, there will be a new community with new characters and some recurring ones, but the same themes will resonate. But don’t worry, Cole will still be returning to the fjord every summer.
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The water was its own country — and for the first time in seven years, it was healing.
Architect Cole Walker has come back to the Glass Lodge at Octopus Cove — the Hood Canal resort he designed, and the closest thing he has to home — for a summer of long days on the trails with his beagle Murphy, quiet dives before the tourists are up, and the satisfaction of introducing two fellow professors, strangers to each other despite years on the same campus, because Cole could see what they couldn’t yet: that they belonged together. The oxygen readings are rising at last, the orcas are close, and the Lodge’s little family has never had more to celebrate.
Then, on a quiet June morning, a scream empties the dining room: a diver is found floating face down beneath the dive stairs — one of the Lodge’s own.
The county deputy calls it a careless accident. But Cole has checked gear beside this diver for six summers, and he knows what he’s looking at: fins on the wrong feet, a hood left unsealed, no drysuit in fifty-degree water. Whoever staged the scene knew the vocabulary of diving — but not the grammar. And the victim never dove alone. Not once.
Reunited with Captain Sela Blackwell of the State Patrol, who helped him expose an environmental crime the summer before, Cole follows the keycard logs — and his own uncanny sense of what people carry beneath the surface. A debt-ridden developer measuring the shoreline in profit. An heir a little too sure of what’s coming to him. A timestamp that says someone lied. A stranger in a wide-brimmed hat bent on revenge a year in the making. And Cole holds secrets he swore to keep — secrets that could upend every motive on the list.
Throughout the investigation, Cole is there for Sam — the Lodge’s sharp-eyed manager — as the case forces open a question she’s never let herself ask: whether the family that chose her holds as fast as one she was born into, and whether the person who broke it might already be sitting at her table.
As the truth starts to surface, threatening notes are slid under Cole’s door: BACK OFF, then KEEP IT UP AND YOU’RE DEAD. First his dive gear is sabotaged. Then the Loop Trail footbridge is sabotaged and gives way as Cole is about to step onto it. He pulls Sam back from the edge with seconds to spare from what would have been certain death for both of them.
Cole isn’t going anywhere.
Set among orcas, deep cold water, and a community that refuses to let one of its own be written off as a careless accident, Echoes from the Fjord is a mystery of chosen family, the weight of secrets, and a legacy someone was willing to kill for.
Echoes from the Fjord
Avery Wilde’s Echoes from the Fjord, the second Cascadia Mystery, is a murder mystery rooted as deeply in place as it is in plot. Architect Cole Walker returns to the Glass Lodge at Octopus Cove expecting a summer of diving, friends, and work on his new home, only to have that sense of home shattered when Mike Danner is found dead in the water. The details immediately feel wrong: the dive equipment has been put on incorrectly, the suit isn’t properly secured, and the scene looks assembled. From there, the novel becomes an investigation into Mike’s death, but it’s also a story about the community he built and what happens when the person holding that community together suddenly disappears. That makes the mystery feel personal from the start. Mike isn’t simply a body that launches the plot. We spend enough time with him beforehand, including hearing about the recovering fjord and seeing his relationship with Cole, that his death leaves a real absence in the book.
I think what gives the novel its distinctive character is Cole himself. He’s an architect who instinctively thinks in terms of structures, foundations, loads, sight lines, and things that don’t quite fit, so his way of investigating a murder feels like an extension of the way he already understands the world. He also has an unusual sensitivity to other people’s emotions, something Wilde keeps just ambiguous enough to sit comfortably between heightened intuition and the uncanny. That combination makes him especially good at noticing inconsistencies, but the more interesting part is what it costs him. Cole can absorb what other people are feeling more easily than he can express what he’s feeling himself. His friendship with Sam, his grief for Mike, and his attachment to Murphy gradually turn that trait from an investigative advantage into the emotional center of the story. Murphy and Cooper deserve credit here too. The dogs provide some genuinely funny scenes, but they also participate in the mystery in ways that feel earned.
The closest comparison for me is Louise Penny’s Inspector Gamache novels. Like Penny, Wilde builds the mystery around a community where meals, friendships, eccentric regulars, old loyalties, and small observations matter as much as forensic evidence. The Glass Lodge functions a little like Three Pines in that respect: it’s a place readers can imagine returning to even without a murder to solve. Wilde’s version is more strongly tied to landscape and environmental stewardship, though. Hood Canal is constantly present in the novel, from oxygen levels and tidal currents to orcas, diving, old-growth forest, and the eventual conservation of Mike’s land. Early on, Cole reflects on buildings that should belong to the land, and that idea becomes a pretty good description of the novel itself. The mystery belongs to this particular landscape. Move the story to a generic resort or small town, and you’d lose a large part of what makes it work.
What I enjoyed most was how much Echoes from the Fjord is interested in inheritance beyond money. There are wills, property, investments, and competing ideas about who is entitled to what, but the more meaningful inheritances are Mike’s relationships, his environmental work, the Lodge, and the responsibilities people take on after he’s gone. The eventual solution to the murder is satisfying because seemingly minor details from throughout the book finally acquire meaning, but solving the crime isn’t the last thing the novel cares about. It keeps going long enough for grief to change shape, for people to make decisions about the lives they’ll lead next, and for Cole finally to let himself mourn his friend. That choice gives the ending warmth without erasing what happened. Echoes from the Fjord ends up being a mystery about observation, belonging, conservation, friendship, and the strange ways a person can remain present in a place after they’re gone.
Pages: 290 | ASIN : B0HFZQW7CV
