McPherson continues her hilarious series starring a canny Scot struggling to understand America.
Once upon a time, Dundee-born Lexy Campbell was living the California dream with her hunky dentist husband. Now she’s divorced, living in a down-market houseboat, and struggling to build her counseling practice. Her phobic, zany, wannabe detective friends are determined to find her a new and better man. But when her ex, Branston Lancer, begs her to track down his kidnapped second wife, Brandee, after reading about how well Lexy, anesthesiologist Todd, and laundromat owner Kathi, with help as needed from other friends also living at the Last Ditch Motel, have done solving crimes, she reluctantly consents. While Lexy and her pals ponder the ransom note Branston’s received, which is just like the ones sent by whomever's been stealing local statues and parts thereof, Brandee’s son, Blaike, escapes from a boot camp in Idaho to discover that his trust fund is missing and the father he thought dead is very much alive. As for Brandee, she’d been acting out of character lately and may be involved with a patriarchal cult. Could she be on the lam with Blaike’s money, or worse yet dead? The sleuths carom from one crazy situation to another in their search for Brandee and those missing statues.
A compendium of unusual characters and odd circumstances guaranteed to make you laugh out loud.