There’s always one party crasher in the crowd. But Madison Weston and her bestie, Fab Merceau, could have never guessed that the plus-one at their newly renovated hotel’s grand opening would be a dead body. This isn’t the first unsolved murder in Beachside’s colorful past. While a ghost haunting the premises might be a selling point to some customers, fresh pools of blood generally aren’t. So much for their promise to put personal safety at the top of their to-do list. Pretty tough when trouble gets dropped on their doorstep like the proverbial baby in a basket. Especially when the baby is packing a Smith & Wesson. But this murder was on their turf, on their watch. And they’ll call in every shady character, every IOU, and anything short of a felony to lay this ghost to rest—even if it risks them becoming ghosts themselves.