It's Called Murder, Brenda. Look It Up

I'm Nina Statleon, a vampire (with a little bit of witch thrown in for good measure—a sucky, magic-less one). My best friends, Marty, a werewolf, and and Wanda, a halfsie, have talked me into opening a detective agency for paranormals.

That said, my partners in this new adventure don't care about all my protests. That's how we end up with our first client, Brenda Bronkowski, an older vampire the human police are hunting down for murder . . .

Brenda fell for one of the oldest tricks in this new age of technology's book—a romance scam. You guessed it, Brenda was catfished. Brenda swears she's never even met him, let alone murdered him, and she's come to us for help finding the person responsible for his murder.

Not only is the suspect list low, there's a glitch, and it's a big one.

The clan.

It's bad enough the human police like her for Owen's murder, but if the clan finds out we've got her holed up in the murder basement, it won't only be curtains for Brenda, our little private investigating gig could be over before it's really begun.

That means we need to solve this pronto, so we can get the clan off our backs, but more importantly, so Brenda doesn't end up expunged . . .