A Private Eye

in Supernatural Witness Protection

Whackadoo Manor: hopeful destination for the desperate and the damned. Where the rooms redecorate themselves, the rodents have a valet, and everyone gets a random name off a list of Terry Pratchett characters. Deal with the nameless creep in charge and he might—might—save your soul.

Or send me to save it for you.

I show up and I wing it. Hard. Hard enough to learn to fly before hitting bottom.

At least this time the client is gorgeous, the weather decent, and—if I’m lucky—there’ll be strawberry ice cream as I plunge...