Nothing puts a damper on a romantic Hawaiian honeymoon quite like a dead body.



A reality dating show is filming next door to our rental digs, and besides the giggly pool parties and late night soirées, things are tolerable. At least, until a contestant goes belly—and fabulous ball gown—up in the pool. Suddenly, our vacation suddenly takes a backseat to a murder investigation. Chaos is unleashed on the quiet community, complete with a pesky paparazzi, brawling bachelorettes, and a bitter ghost hellbent on revenge. It’s impossible to relax, and I’m plunged into the hunt for the killer before someone else gets hurt.



At least I’m getting a tan.