F*ck It isn't just the name of her favorite smoothie--it's also Verona Montero's approach to murder investigations.

"I grinned like a lunatic from page one to the end." --Shannon Baker, award-winning author of Stripped Bare

Verona Montero loves calling herself a private dick because it makes her sound like she's in a 1940s detective movie. And she gets to say "dick" a lot. So when Miami--a walking Barbie with an emoji addiction--needs proof her billionaire husband Javier is cheating, Verona's all over it. Bonus: it means working with divorce lawyer Quentin, whose cologne gives her "crotch headaches."

Then bam--Javier turns up dead in Greece, and Miami is staring down a murder charge. With her client's billions at stake and a hefty retainer padding her account, Verona's jetting off to Mykonos faster than you can say "Dark and Stormy."

Between conning hotel staff and recruiting a drag queen to go undercover in a secret sex club, evidence suggests that the wrong person might be taking the fall. Now Verona's facing her toughest moral dilemma yet: pursue justice for a dead predator, or let a killer with excellent taste in victims walk free.

Wickedly funny and twisty, this whodunit delivers the goods for fans of Janet Evanovich's Stephanie Plum series and Elle Cosimano's Finlay Donovan series.