ASIN: B082H57W99
Publisher: Amazon.com Services LLC
Pages: 199
Do you believe in ghosts? I wish I didn’t. After I retired, Sandy and I opened Bathhouse Row Soapery. Boy, that was a dumb idea. Opening day, I fell backward off a stepladder, cracked my noggin on the sidewalk and woke with the ability to communicate with Fanny Doyle, Al Capone’s shirt maker. Cracking my noggin was nothing compared to seeing a ghost.Things go from bad to worse fast. Etta, our first employee, finds a dead cabaret singer poisoned by our bath bombs. I’m suspect #1 because I mixed that experimental batch of bombs. Our new sheriff, Dick, shuts down the Row, calls in crime scene investigators and hauls away our bath bomb ingredients. Now I have a murderer on my hands and a ghost with big-time issues. If I don’t solve the murder, and get rid of Fanny, our little soap shop will become the laughingstock of Central Avenue.Can I salvage our sudsy little soapery before it’s too ...
