

Marisol fears this case might be far more personal than she could’ve imagined. Just when things couldn’t get worse, Marisol’s ex-boyfriend-turned-nemesis, Mannix, starts leaving sinister clues for her.


The stakes just got higher than political intrigue. Then Marisol discovers her best friend, Roan, is missing, and maybe the killer’s next target. But is one of her own people involved, or is this all a ploy to kick Marisol’s mother off the shifter throne? After trusting the wrong guy in a case gone totally wrong, Marisol convinces the Conclave, an underground organization of detectives solving supernatural cases, to give her a last chance to prove her worth, and maybe even heal her broken heartĪfter all, as a half-blood jaguar shifter, Marisol is uniquely qualified to solve this murder-and every scrap of evidence points toward the culprit being a fellow jaguar shifter. Seventeen-year-old Marisol Holmes may be the great-great-great granddaughter of Sherlock Holmes, but it’s hard to live up to the family name when only one mistake can spell your downfall.
