When trouble comes knocking, politely tell it you’re booked into infinity.

Meet Fabiana Merceau. Job PI, professional butt-kicker, and Madison Weston’s bestie. Employment Sketchy. Even more sketchy. But that’s all in the past—or so she thought. Lately her past has come stalking. Patient as a cold-blooded alligator. Relentless as the tide. Colder than margarita brain freeze.

Nobody tells Fab to jump—unless they want her stiletto heels planted where the Florida sun don’t shine. With backup like Madison, Creole, Didier, and the rest of their circle of, um, associates, frog-marching trouble to the state line will be a pleasure. Body bag optional.

Gun up. And let the games begin…