Hayden has been the chief for nineteen years. As a detective, he's first rate. As the organist at St. Barnabas Church, he's one of the best ivory jockeys in the county. He's fabulously rich, has a beautiful wife, a cabin in the woods, a dog, a gun, and a pick-up truck. What more could any red-blooded American male want?
That's easy! What he wants is to be a hard-boiled, noir, crime writer. Undeterred by what his audience calls a "conspicuous lack of talent," Hayden Konig has purchased Raymond Chandler's typewriter in a desperate bid to channel some of the master's wordcraft. It doesn't help.
Vicar Fearghus McTavish is a Calvinist Anglican priest with strict Scottish Presbyterian leanings not exactly the perfect interim priest for St. Barnabas. So when the church participates in the town Halloween carnival, it's only a matter of time before something goes terribly wrong. Suddenly there's a dead body, and Hayden Konig has his hands full with a Congregational Enlivener, the Zombies of Easter Walk, and a town packed with adolescent vampires. "Hey," says Hayden, "what s the worst that can happen...?"
Hayden Konig's 9th mystery --
The Countertenor Wore Garlic
It's not what you expect...
it's even funnier!