Tabby Trouble

I'm Sunny Shaw and, lately, trouble is my middle name. Things are close to normal again when someone dumps a tiny box of kittens in my lap. I figure I'll get them back to their mother and go about my business. No harm, no foul. Except, I never expected to stumble over a body. Nor did I think a ten-year-old girl would be the only witness to the murder. Even worse? There's a rare bird worth a fortune somehow mixed up in this mess. Ruffling a few feathers is the least of my worries, especially...