It takes little insight to figure out who the victim is here, even 150 pages before it happens. Anyone of the people in this novel would probably have done it with a smile. Who's Afraid of Virginia Ham is less a mystery than a foodie/restaurant novel, centering upon newsroom competition and backstabbing and insider culinary dope. And those are facets that author Richman does well. Characters, relationships and narrative are OK, but she needs to work on omitting all the cutesy dialog ("a very hungry belly at your service") and ecstatic descriptions of kisses bestowed upon Chas by her lover Dave.
Who's Afraid, light and frothy as a cozy, would make a good selection for beach or long plane ride. Fun and undemanding.