Edith Grant is the woman you call when you need a stain removed, a drain unplugged, or a body stashed in the broom cupboard. Hard work is how Edie became the preferred house cleaner of SoCal's most prominent murderers. Keeping her mouth shut is why her services have been preferred for so long.
But when Edie finds herself accidentally tightening a PC cord around the neck of her employer, she's no longer just the hired help. Now she's watching her tidy network of steady employment collapse in one bloody, sticky mess-never mind side-stepping Ventura Police Detective Adam Briggs.
Adam is pretty sure Edith Grant knows where the bodies are buried. She's got to, because no one makes $30,000 a day cleaning toilet seats. But every time he gets close to nailing her (professionally speaking), she does something to throw him off the scent. For someone who wields a teapot like a nanny, Edith Grant sure makes him want to break all the rules. How can a woman with a cat named Darling be tied up with all the wrong people?