OCTO-CAT AND THE COFFEE CONSPIRACY
I never planned to solve murders. I planned to collect associate degrees and stay invisible.
Then a coffeemaker exploded and gave me the ability to talk to animals.
Now Octo-Cat, an eight-toed Maine Coon with an attitude problem, insists his owner was murdered. Ethel Fulton didn't fall down those stairs. Someone pushed her. And that someone works at the law firm where I file papers and avoid eye contact.
The Fulton family owns everything in this town: money, power, secrets. Marcus gambles away fortunes. Caroline hides illegitimate children. Thomas might not even be a real Fulton. Each one had a reason to want Ethel dead.
Octo-Cat saw everything. He knows who did it. He also demands Evian water, seventeen perfectly arranged pillows, and my presence at every meal while he explains his theories through interpretive tail swishing.
Someone realizes I'm asking questions. My apartment gets searched. My brakes fail. A flowerpot nearly crushes my skull outside the courthouse.
The killer is tying up loose ends. A paralegal with a psychic cat is the loosest end of all.
I have two weeks before the will reading. Two weeks to prove murder. Two weeks before I become the next accident.
Good thing I've been studying forensic science. Associate degree number seven is finally useful.
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Then a coffeemaker exploded and gave me the ability to talk to animals.
Now Octo-Cat, an eight-toed Maine Coon with an attitude problem, insists his owner was murdered. Ethel Fulton didn't fall down those stairs. Someone pushed her. And that someone works at the law firm where I file papers and avoid eye contact.
The Fulton family owns everything in this town: money, power, secrets. Marcus gambles away fortunes. Caroline hides illegitimate children. Thomas might not even be a real Fulton. Each one had a reason to want Ethel dead.
Octo-Cat saw everything. He knows who did it. He also demands Evian water, seventeen perfectly arranged pillows, and my presence at every meal while he explains his theories through interpretive tail swishing.
Someone realizes I'm asking questions. My apartment gets searched. My brakes fail. A flowerpot nearly crushes my skull outside the courthouse.
The killer is tying up loose ends. A paralegal with a psychic cat is the loosest end of all.
I have two weeks before the will reading. Two weeks to prove murder. Two weeks before I become the next accident.
Good thing I've been studying forensic science. Associate degree number seven is finally useful.
OCTO-CAT AND THE COFFEE CONSPIRACY
I never planned to solve murders. I planned to collect associate degrees and stay invisible.
Then a coffeemaker exploded and gave me the ability to talk to animals.
Now Octo-Cat, an eight-toed Maine Coon with an attitude problem, insists his owner was murdered. Ethel Fulton didn't fall down those stairs. Someone pushed her. And that someone works at the law firm where I file papers and avoid eye contact.
The Fulton family owns everything in this town: money, power, secrets. Marcus gambles away fortunes. Caroline hides illegitimate children. Thomas might not even be a real Fulton. Each one had a reason to want Ethel dead.
Octo-Cat saw everything. He knows who did it. He also demands Evian water, seventeen perfectly arranged pillows, and my presence at every meal while he explains his theories through interpretive tail swishing.
Someone realizes I'm asking questions. My apartment gets searched. My brakes fail. A flowerpot nearly crushes my skull outside the courthouse.
The killer is tying up loose ends. A paralegal with a psychic cat is the loosest end of all.
I have two weeks before the will reading. Two weeks to prove murder. Two weeks before I become the next accident.
Good thing I've been studying forensic science. Associate degree number seven is finally useful.
Then a coffeemaker exploded and gave me the ability to talk to animals.
Now Octo-Cat, an eight-toed Maine Coon with an attitude problem, insists his owner was murdered. Ethel Fulton didn't fall down those stairs. Someone pushed her. And that someone works at the law firm where I file papers and avoid eye contact.
The Fulton family owns everything in this town: money, power, secrets. Marcus gambles away fortunes. Caroline hides illegitimate children. Thomas might not even be a real Fulton. Each one had a reason to want Ethel dead.
Octo-Cat saw everything. He knows who did it. He also demands Evian water, seventeen perfectly arranged pillows, and my presence at every meal while he explains his theories through interpretive tail swishing.
Someone realizes I'm asking questions. My apartment gets searched. My brakes fail. A flowerpot nearly crushes my skull outside the courthouse.
The killer is tying up loose ends. A paralegal with a psychic cat is the loosest end of all.
I have two weeks before the will reading. Two weeks to prove murder. Two weeks before I become the next accident.
Good thing I've been studying forensic science. Associate degree number seven is finally useful.
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| BN ID: | 2940185167830 |
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| Publisher: | Adera Tenyl |
| Publication date: | 11/05/2025 |
| Sold by: | Barnes & Noble |
| Format: | eBook |
| File size: | 1 MB |
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