I can tell when you’re lying. Every. Single. Time.

As a private investigator, being a walking, talking lie detector is a useful skill – but it’s something I’ve kept hidden. I’ve offered wondered if I’m the only oddity in the world.

But when I’m hired to retrieve a lost heirloom, I had no idea the job was going to send me careening into a co-existing magical realm where my dog is a hell hound, and where there are werewolves and dragons and elves…

Some of whom will stop at nothing to hide their lies…