When you venture out of your comfort zone, better be armed for trouble. Maren North’s grandfather has lost his mind. Why else would Pops bequeath her his neglected Fort Lauderdale private investigations business—when he’s not even close to croaking—and ride off into the retirement sunset? Never mind that a successful voice actress has exactly zero qualifications to be a P.I. First order of business, hire someone to show her the ropes. The second man through the door arrives just in time to bodily throw the first one out on his ear. Floyd James—six-foot something of gentle giant who knows how to get tough when the situation calls for it—turns out to be just the right man for the job. Good thing, too, because her first case is a doozy. Caturday Ginseng is looking for her ex. Okay, sounds doable. Until she makes it clear she wants Maren to do the dirty work of offing him—and that’s where things go from shady to dangerous faster than you can say murder for hire.

Just when you think it’s safe to stop looking over your shoulder… When Stella Redman’s abusive ex-boyfriend, “Tick,” appears out of nowhere hell-bent on turning her into a hood ornament, she doesn’t stick around to ask why. She runs hard and fast, looking for a friendly door. Lucky for her, the door belongs to WD Security, and the man who sends Tick packing—and bleeding—is Lucas Adler, a square-jawed ex-cop with deadly accurate aim, a talent for making Stella develop an embarrassing tendency to babble, and a baffling ability to win over her shy three-year-old son. Asking nothing in return but her trust that he’ll keep her safe, Lucas brings all WD’s resources to bear to give Stella some much-needed breathing room. But men like Tick don’t give up easily. And it only takes one moment of believing her troubles are over for that illusion to go up in flames…