Richelle Dadd's life just sucks. I guess I should say her half-life because she really isn't alive. Best to say she was brought back to sort-of life after being killed by a gypsy prince in hopes of using her to create a supernatural being to help him rule. He does create that being, by raping Richelle, but the child is a girl instead of a boy as Gypsy Prince wants. Richelle's baby carries the soul of her Rabbi friend Tamara who was killed, just as she conceived. This all happened in the first book, the Dead Detective.
Now, Richelle's baby has been born and she is faced with raising a child between two worlds, the here and now, and Shade, the other side where the ghosts live. She's been put in a dead end job in her police work, up before the Board of Inquiry for the strange occurrences in previous cases. An Irish Traveller man claiming to be her real father has moved in with her. Baby Tamara loves the ghoulies who come around. Russians come wanting to recruit Richie to work for them. Young women are being killed and mutilated, echoing crimes that happened in the far past. These are some of the situations happening in Richelle's life.
Don't think this book is all misery, though. There is plenty of humor and just silly fun because the paranormal is so off the wall. Richelle has her former partner and good friend Malena Ayon, her ghostly lover Wiley Fontenot, and other friends both in life and in the Shade to support her.
I was going to rate this book at four stars, because I felt it getting a little slow about three-fourths of the way through, but the end kicked it back up to a five star rating in my opinion.