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, aka dead pets, who have come back from the other side to warn me of their previous owners impending doom. A divorce party. Of all the asinine things I’ve been asked to cater, this is at the top of the list. And the guests are some of the wealthiest people I’ve ever met. Everything seems to be going well, but right after the ex-bride and groom make a bonfire out of their legal documents, disaster strikes, and one of my lemon bars just so happens to be in the thick of it. A socialite is murdered right before our eyes, and the blame is quickly pinned on my bakery. I’m going to get to the bottom of this before it ruins me. And while I’m at it, I’m hoping to repair things between Noah and Everett. Lord knows I’ve already ruined things in that department—perhaps forever.Order Now!