Then Mrs. Joyner wants her deceased husband's fingerprints preserved in gold. Callie takes the prints, and the sheriff discovers Mr. Joyner isn't the man his wife thought he was.
Two men, both dead from poisoning. Callie vows not to get involved, but when her brother Frankie is poisoned, too, and the sheriff goes missing, it's up to Callie. She must catch a killer—before she winds up cosmetizing the corpse of someone she loves.
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"Callie Parrish is a hoot!" —Gwen Hunter
"Fran Rizer's stories about Callie Parrish and St. Mary, S.C., are as southern as fried chicken and sweet tea—and just as delightful!" —Walter Edgar, Walter Edger's Journal, SCETV-Radio
