What does your cozy look like?
When my five-pound rescue Chihuahua’s shady past leads straight to a dead body, I’m suddenly back in the murder business—whether I like it or not.
I’m Whitley “Whit” Leland, recently unemployed stuntwoman and reluctant amateur detective. My last brush with homicide was supposed to be a one-time thing. Then I popped in to visit my dog Kit’s former owner… and found him very much deceased.
Now I’m tangled up in a mess involving stolen secrets, dangerous people, and a pint-sized dog who knows more than she should. Apparently, Kit isn’t just cute—he’s valuable. Valuable enough that someone is willing to kill for him.
Good thing I’m not facing this alone. At my side is my fearless, free-spirited grandmother Bobbie, whose investigative style falls somewhere between sharp intuition and “let’s see what happens.” Together, we’re determined to dig up the truth about Kit’s past before the body count grows—or we end up next.
Because if there’s one thing I’ve learned lately, it’s this: life is complicated, murder is messy, and nothing is more valuable than a rescue dog who’s captured your heart.
When my five-pound rescue Chihuahua’s shady past leads straight to a dead body, I’m suddenly back in the murder business—whether I like it or not.
I’m Whitley “Whit” Leland, recently unemployed stuntwoman and reluctant amateur detective. My last brush with homicide was supposed to be a one-time thing. Then I popped in to visit my dog Kit’s former owner… and found him very much deceased.
Now I’m tangled up in a mess involving stolen secrets, dangerous people, and a pint-sized dog who knows more than she should. Apparently, Kit isn’t just cute—he’s valuable. Valuable enough that someone is willing to kill for him.
Good thing I’m not facing this alone. At my side is my fearless, free-spirited grandmother Bobbie, whose investigative style falls somewhere between sharp intuition and “let’s see what happens.” Together, we’re determined to dig up the truth about Kit’s past before the body count grows—or we end up next.
Because if there’s one thing I’ve learned lately, it’s this: life is complicated, murder is messy, and nothing is more valuable than a rescue dog who’s captured your heart.