You Get Dandruff

Ho, ho, frickin' ho…
When Santa's elves turn into Tony Mandolin's worst nightmare.

San Francisco's favorite supernatural PI is knee-deep in eggnog and regret when the North Pole comes calling—with fists flying. Why is Kris Kringle siccing his pointy-eared minions on Tony? And why are the Bay Area's mob bosses begging Captain Monahan to sic Tony on a holiday-hating interloper who's dismantling their empires faster than you can say "naughty list"?

In a city where vampires haunt the holidays and trolls trim the tree with barbed wire, Tony uncovers a conspiracy colder than a winter gale: someone's hijacking the spirit of Christmas itself, turning jingle bells into body bags and good cheer into grave dirt. With his cross-dressing powerhouse Frankie ready to deck some halls (and elves), and the wizardly lush Bain nursing a spiked cocoa, Tony has 72 hours to sleuth out the Grinch with fangs before the whole d*** season goes up in flames.

From reindeer games in the Presidio to a black-market toy ring in the Mission, the trail leads to a winter wonderland of woe where even Santa's sack hides skeletons. One wrong gift, one misplaced ho-ho-ho, and Tony could end up as coal in someone's stocking—permanently.