(Paranormal cozy mystery featuring vampires, werewolves and witches) Magic? Okay… Murder? Yikes! A bossy familiar with an attitude problem? She should never have come home… “Abigail Wilde,” I said, deciding my task would go faster and easier if I just buckled down and let things go. “Nice to meet you, Sheriff Marigold.” I thought that artful little add on was a nice touch. Marigold didn’t seem to agree. “You don’t say,” he grumbled. “Wildes don’t have the best reputation around here, young lady.” Wow. Thanks for the warning, Mom. “No trouble here, sheriff.” “You Ninomae’s kid?” I twitched at my mother’s name, nodded immediately, though it only seemed to make Sheriff Marigold even more unhappy. “Your mother wasn’t well liked, let me tell you.” “Well, she’s dead now,” I shot back, my patience finally gone, thanks for that, “so I guess you won’t have to worry about her anymore.” Abigail thought her trip to Hallow, California would be a quick handoff of her mother’s beloved journal to the family she left behind. Instead, she finds herself the center of controversy, discovering that not only did her mother once have magic, her entire family were the former Keepers of something called the Covenant of All Hallow. When Abigail accidentally wakes the town’s missing magic, she’s front and center as the prime suspect in a conspiracy to steal the book, and in the murder of the community’s leader. With help from the ancient priest turned feline, Chargoyle, and the ever-present voice of the Covenant’s creator in her head, Abigail must uncover who killed Florian Redbane and clear her name before the powers that be decide she’s of more use to them dead than alive…