Marie Moorhead looked like a million bucks, even at the age of eighty-four. In Hollywood, you never outgrow the need to prove your relevance.Too bad she was murdered on the eve of her book launch.Marie knew secrets about everyone in Hollywood. And when you're eighty-four, why save them? Because those who are outed might just kill to keep those secrets from going public.Join Kat, the ghostwriter and amateur detective, and her dog Rudy, as they search...