“Retirement? Nah. I’m here for hexes, potions, and midnight mischief.”
Ginnie Sullivan was ready to outbid the entire island at the auction. She had her eye on Lot 12—a mystery item with more magical potential than her snarky cat, Mabon, after too much catnip. But then, someone had to go and die. Talk about ruining the vibe.
Dead guy at the auction? Major bummer. Even worse? The cops think Luke—Ginnie’s trusted friend, occasional snuggle buddy, and all-around nice guy—did it. Spoiler alert: Luke wouldn’t hurt a fly unless it buzzed at him before coffee.
Now, Ginnie’s got to put on her Sherlock Crone hat, clear Luke’s name, and figure out which of her quirky, gossipy island neighbors decided to play Murder, She Hexed. With rumors flying faster than her broomstick, she’s neck-deep in a cauldron of secrets, lies, and one very suspicious casserole.
But just when she’s piecing it all together, boom—a plot twist knocks her sideways. Suddenly, Ginnie’s not just solving a murder; she’s dodging accusations herself. Turns out, snooping into other people’s secrets has consequences. Who knew?
With Mabon offering snide commentary, spells backfiring left and right, and a killer who might be closer than she thinks, Ginnie’s got her hands full.
But hey, sixty-four is the perfect age for late-night shenanigans, magical mayhem, and proving she’s still the sassiest witch on the block.
Murder, mystery, and magical chaos—it’s all in a day’s work for Ginnie Sullivan. Who needs retirement when you’ve got spells to cast and killers to catch?
It’s a laugh-out-loud, magical romp through the tangled webs of small-town secrets and supernatural shenanigans. With twists and turns aplenty, Sherlock Crone is a cozy mystery that’s as enchanting as it is entertaining. So, grab your broomstick and join Ginnie on a wild ride to uncover whodunit – if you dare!