My name is Lottie Lemon, and I see dead people. Okay, so I rarely see dead people, mostly I see furry creatures of the dearly departed variety, who have come back from the other side to warn me of their previous owner’s impending doom.
June is here, the weather is warm, Evie is set to graduate high school, and Cormack’s tropical-themed baby shower is at hand. If that wasn’t enough, Carlotta and I are running ourselves into the ground trying to run Rizzo’s Trattoria in addition to the bakery. But when a birthday celebration at Rizzo’s ends in murder, another thing gets added to my to-do list—catching a killer.