Verona Montero loves calling herself a private dick because it makes her sound like she’s in a 1940s detective movie. And she gets to say “dick” a lot. So when Miami–a walking Barbie with an emoji addiction–needs proof her billionaire husband Javier is cheating, Verona’s all over it. Bonus: it means working with divorce lawyer Quentin, whose cologne gives her “crotch headaches.” Then bam–Javier turns up dead in Greece, and Miami is staring down a murder charge. With her client’s billions at stake and a hefty retainer padding her account, Verona’s jetting off to Mykonos faster than you can say “Dark and Stormy.” Between conning hotel staff and recruiting a drag queen to go undercover in a secret sex club, evidence suggests that the wrong person might be taking the fall. Now Verona’s facing her toughest moral dilemma yet: pursue justice for a dead predator, or let a killer with excellent taste in victims walk free.
