Killing the Carol

FaLaLaLaLa the songbird’s dead.

 

It seems like a bad joke. I mean, Carol Ling? What cruelty of parental whim would make people name a kid Carol when her last name was Ling? But that’s not really the point, is it? The point is her death. Or really murder. Carol died with a song on her lips and my PI boyfriend and I intend to find her murderer. With an assist from my genius Pomeranian, Shakespeare, and a couple of quirky neighbors, we’re on the killer’s trail. If only he doesn’t turn the tables and get us first.