Cain Roberts, P.I.

Her eyes met Cain's, a golden rainbow from amber rings to buttercup yellow at the pupils. Those eyes were the most intoxicating weapons ever used on a man. A Pixie's eyes.Never trust a Pixie.Cain Roberts didn't plan on taking any cases tonight. He'd spent his last silver on a bottle of Irish gold whiskey and slinked off to his tiny closet of an office.A young Halfsie, (half Fairy, half Pixie), was waiting for him with a picture carefully drawn of her missing little brother. You know the Pixie police won't put any effort into finding a Halfsie!Cain finds himself drawn into a clever kidnapping ring; Fairy trafficking children to the highest bidder. Every time he gets close, the evidence is removed, his trail grows cold, or someone else takes the fall. Can he find the missing boy, expose the ring leader, and maintain his washed-up reputation?