“We’re the best detective team you can rent,” brags Jason Star, age fifteen. But that’s wishful thinking on his part—this cocky kid is usually stuck doing all the maintenance work on the run-down mansion of the eccentric private detective Mr. Bz. But he’s able to put off mowing the lawn and washing the windows when his mother—normally dead-set against Jason helping Mr. Bz out on detective stuff—needs to hire her own son to save a friend from a séance scam involving thousands of dollars. Jason and Mr. Bz crack the case together and laugh off the curse put on them by the phony fortune-teller, but the curse becomes all too real when they are attacked by a fiery flying witch and her army of slithering creatures. This is no ordinary case; this is a life-or-death caper that requires some outside help from the psychic detective Akin Head. He’s a man Mr. Bz hates to call for help, but he’s also the only man with enough special powers to possibly save Jason and Mr. Bz from certain death.
|Publisher:||Paul L. McMurray|
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About the Author
Paul McMurray grew up on the SW side of Chicago (one block from Midway Airport) and then lived in nearby suburbs. He stayed out of serious trouble thanks to his strict-but-kind mom and a top-ranking relative on the CPD. He worked a lot of jobs, including selling insurance in the “inner city”, where he had a loaded gun pointed at his head twice (by undercover cops, not residents) but didn’t get shot, and learned to look out for roving packs of feral dogs. He also remembers gratefully the many good people there who checked the windows first so he didn’t get robbed and/or his butt kicked. He then joined his family in owning and running the 2nd largest private campground in SE Wisconsin (at the time and may still be), and still writes about camping mishaps at scoopjackson.net, where his alter-ego resides. He travels frequently to Chicago for more "research" on Zak and Freddy capers, which usually involves Italian beef sandwiches and beer. And, of course, White Castles.