Kat Carson and Ernie Lunt are an odd pairing. Ernie is an irascible, middle-aged private detective. Kat is his teenage intern, a college student with a love of nineteenth-century detective novels and a bag of surprisingly useful children’s toys. Small, boyish, and no doubt too smart for her own health and safety, Kat is an ideal foil to Ernie’s traditional, methodical detective skills. When a colleague’s body washes up on the beach, both Kat and Ernie want to know what happened. Kat takes the initiative without Ernie’s knowledge, hoping to impress her more cautious boss. Her methods are, like Kat, fast and impetuous, putting her directly in harm’s way and increasing the risk of Ernie losing his license. Searching a murder victim’s apartment before the police do isn’t exactly legal—even if Kat does find important clues to the killer. When Kat’s investigation leads her to a local antique shop, she finds unexpected romance with Will Stanley, the handsome, appealingly mysterious shop owner. Kat is smitten but still has a job to do. She knows she’s on the right track. She must be: someone is trying to kill her. The game, as Holmes might say, is most definitely afoot.