Tall Drink of Slaughter

Cocktails, caravans and corpses Keely South's life isn't going quite as planned

Stumbling across a dead body isn't so strange in the beach town of Dunkerton. After all, it is Australia's murder capital. But finding your acquaintance-slash-future-friend strung up by a serial killer is enough to ruin anybody's day.

Getting fired? That's just the tiny paper umbrella on top.

Lucky for me, sexy true crime podcaster Cash insists on giving me a job whether I want it or not. I plan to work with him until I find out who killed my friend and not a moment longer. (If you met the guy you'd understand.)

But finding a killer is easier said than done, especially when I've also got to deal with my new step-dad's sex toys showing up all over my mother's house, a giant slobbering dog with no sense of personal space, my forensic pathologist roommate using the couch for unholy acts, and the evil beach emu who has marked me as its nemesis.

Things are heating up, and with a killer on the loose, this time an ice-cold mojito and a thick layer of sunscreen might not be enough to keep me from getting burned

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