Lately my life has seemed pretty perfect¿great house, great gig as my own boss, great new boyfriend, and the world¿s most awesome talking cat. Turns out I shouldn¿t have let my guard down¿
Even though my private investigation firm is brand new, I¿ve already got some not-so-friendly competition, and it¿s coming from the sticky-fingered raccoon who lives under my front porch. I have no doubt he¿s robbing his clients since he¿s stealing from mine, too.
Things go from irritating to downright dangerous when he foists a little trinket from my attic, one that suggests dark secrets and spells big trouble for my beloved Nan.
I need to learn more, but that¿s not going to be easy since the person of interest lives under the same roof. Can I trust this raccoon racketeer with something so dear? Unfortunately, I haven¿t got any other options.