Jade Mayflower sees ghosts, can curse with enough vitriol to strip paint, and drives like she’s in an action movie. In short, she’s not a typical Private Investigator. Which is just as well because Connie Mason isn’t a typical client. She’s a disembodied spirit who appears in Jade’s office one night with a job: Find out what happened to her and who did it. Jade takes the case, not only because Connie has one of the cutest butts Jade has ever seen and a personality to match, but also because of Jade’s righteous sense of justice—the tush is a nice bonus, though. With Connie as her vaporous partner, Jade investigates Connie’s life and the truth begins to take shape. In spite of herself, Jade is drawn to the sweet, and sometimes spicy, young woman who has a habit of blushing adorably when Jade flirts with her—and who flirts right back. Even as their partnership deepens into something much more, Connie is being called over to the other side and she can’t resist forever. Time is running out as Jade races against the clock to solve a crime where she is falling in love with the victim.

Jade Mayflower is back, this time she’s looking for a homophobic ghost at a newly-opened resort for LGBT couples who are having relationship and intimacy issues. Jade has two problems. The first is she isn’t in a troubled relationship, and the second is Jade can’t let anyone find out who she is and what she’s really doing there. With a week of dodging well-intentioned meddlers and surviving couples’ workshops while stealthily carrying out her investigation, Jade has her hands full. She discovers a decade-old crime that left both the victim and the killer dead, family secrets that nearly derail the case, as well as a protective ghost cat with excellent timing. The pieces slowly come together, but Jade is left guessing about who—or what—is sticking around past their time.