<p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Helvetica;"><strong>"When I rolled out of bed at the butt crack of dawn, I had no idea my day would start with a missing sheep and end with a dead dude in a crotchless mankini."</strong></p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Helvetica; min-height: 17.0px;"><br></p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Helvetica;">Armed with her newly issued private investigator's license, Maggie Doyle is on the case...of a sheep that went missing twenty-two years ago. When she trips over a dead body on the first day of the investigation, Maggie realizes there's more to this cold case than a fight over lamb chops.</p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Helvetica; min-height: 17.0px;"><br></p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 14.0px Helvetica;">An invitation to spend the weekend with her grandmother's oldest friend and her family, the super-wealthy Huffingtons, gives Maggie the perfect excuse to sniff out the killer. After the family patriarch is electrocuted in the swimming pool, Maggie finds herself embroiled in yet another murder inquiry. With the body count rising, can Maggie catch the killer before they strike again?</p>