Emily Hayes used to be a tenured psychology professor with a corner office and a thriving marriage. Now she’s divorced, unemployed, and living in a shoebox apartment that smells faintly of despair. Her only hobby?
Late-night arguments about ghost sightings on a paranormal forum with a woman who reads tarot in dive bars.That woman—Juniper Quimby—owns exactly one leather jacket, lives out of a van painted with moon phases, and has “commitment issues” tattooed across her entire personality. Together, they’ve decided to reinvent themselves as paranormal investigators (because apparently “financial security” was too mainstream).Their first big case? A creepy Victorian cemetery being bulldozed to make way for luxury condos.
But when the foreman turns up crushed beneath a piece of equipment that was supposed to be locked down, the job goes from spooky to murder-y. Now Emily and Juni have to navigate skeptical cops, construction workers with secrets, and an infuriatingly handsome billionaire developer who may or may not be hiding a body or two under his penthouse floorboards.And if the cemetery’s ghosts don’t get them, the killer definitely will.This is a whip-smart, hilarious, and spine-tingling mystery about friendship, fresh starts, and digging up way more than you bargained for.
