You'd think that after I took a bullet in my arm following my last case, I'd be timid about going in guns blazing a second time. But you'd be wrong. I faced down death, and the only bad thing that happened was that I got a cool scar. Which is a like a tattoo but with street cred. I may have been a little overconfident this time. And that may have seriously clouded my judgment. That's the thing about a sense of invulnerability - you usually get it right before things go terribly, terribly wrong.
Meet Dahlia Moss, the reigning queen of unfortunate decision making in the St. Louis area. Unemployed, broke, and on her last bowl of ramen, she's not living her best life. But that's all about to change. Before Dahlia can make her life any messier on her own, she's offered a job. A job that she's woefully underqualified for. A job that will lead her to a murder, an MMORPG, and possibly a fella (or two?).
"reminiscent of an early Janet Evanovich"