Gone in the Pink of an Eye

A dead body on the beach and no suspects. Not the way a sleuth should start her day. Hi, I'm Glinda Goodall, part-time waitress and part-time sleuth. Oh yeah, I'm a witch with a talking pink iguana who thinks he's a detective. A few weeks ago, my seventeen-year-old cousin moved in with me (long story). Her passion? Taking photos. She's a witch too, but she refuses to acknowledge it-until she starts to hear voices in her head. When the dead man turns out to be her photo teacher, I have to help her find out who killed him. This obsession to learn his identity forces Rihanna to embrace her witch side, which leads to seances, ghost sightings, and a whole host of paranormal explorations-and I end up wearing something other than pink. Not a pretty sight. Please stop by The Pink Iguana Sleuth agency if you need anything. Either Jaxson or I will be there-and Iggy, of course.