It’s Christmas time in Honey Hollow and Santa might have a list, but I’ve got one of my own—a hit list.
Okay, fine. Santa’s got a list, but I’ve got a body—and if I don’t solve this case before Christmas morning, I might just end up on the naughty side of a jail cell. As for that naughty list of mine, well I’ll take care of that. I always (almost) do.
When Santa drops dead, I’m making a list and checking it twice for suspects.
Look, I never planned to spend my Christmas investigating murder instead of committing it. But when Santa face-plants...
It’s Christmas time in Honey Hollow and Santa might have a list, but I’ve got one of my own—a hit list.
Okay, fine. Santa’s got a list, but I’ve got a body—and if I don’t solve this case before Christmas morning, I might just end up on the naughty side of a jail cell. As for that naughty list of mine, well I’ll take care of that. I always (almost) do.
When Santa drops dead, I’m making a list and checking it twice for suspects.
Look, I never planned to spend my Christmas investigating murder instead of committing it. But when Santa face-plants into my festively decorated elf attire and drops dead during the Jingle Bell Jubilee, what’s a reluctant hitwoman to do?
I’m Effie Canelli, and my holiday to-do list just got complicated: bake gingerbread, wrap presents, figure out who offed Santa, and oh yeah—avoid assassinating someone who is near and dear to my boyfriend (direct orders from my Uncle Jimmy, the family’s resident crime lord).
My hot detective boyfriend Cooper is officially investigating, but between my meddling Nona Jo orchestrating surprise weddings, Aunt Cat and Carlotta wreaking havoc at every turn, and a growing list of suspects with murder on their Christmas wish lists, I’m knee-deep in yuletide chaos.
So grab your spiked eggnog and join me in Honey Hollow, where the cookies are sweet, the family dynamics are sweeter, and someone is decking more than just the halls this Christmas season. Trust me—this holiday murder spree is the gift that keeps on giving!
It’s a race against time—before the real Santa slides down the chimney and someone else ends up on the wrong side of a sleigh.
