I’m getting tired of dead bodies showing up every time I turn around. One—ew. And two—I’m so not qualified for this.

I mean, this was supposed to be a magical drug bust. Easy peasy.

But with my plucking luck, I walk right in and stumble over a dead body.

This body belongs to a dealer who was worse than most. She took advantage of mixed breed shifters who were more powerful than they realized; she stole magic and got on the bad side of my favorite dragon.

Bennett’s raging and I need to solve this case before he goes off the deep end.

A rookie against dealers and addicts is not good odds.

But it gets worse.

Because the killer knows how to hex.

Hexing uses magical equations to do the dirty work … and I hate math … well, math and murder.