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by Suzy Cox (Author)
Veronica Mars meets The Lying Game, The Dead Girls Detective Agency follows Charlotte Feldman, a teenage girl who must solve the mystery of how and why she was murdered if she wants to escape purgatory. The basis for the new Snapchat series!
What would you do if you had to solve your own murder to get anywhere in death?
Maybe if I hadn't slept through my alarm, slammed into Kristin--my high school's reigning mean girl--or stepped in a puddle, destroying my mom's new suede DVF boots (which I borrowed without asking), I wouldn't have been in the wrong place at the wrong time, and I wouldn't have been pushed in front of that arriving train. But I did, and I was.
When I came to, I was informed by a group of girls that I'm dead. And that because I died under mysterious circumstances, I can't pass straight over to the Other Side. But at least I'm not alone.
Meet the Dead Girls Detective Agency: Nancy, Lorna, and Tess--not to mention Edison, the really cute if slightly hostile dead boy. Apparently the only way out of this limbo is to figure out who killed me, or I'll have to spend eternity playing Nancy Drew. Considering I was fairly invisible in life, who could hate me enough to want me dead?
And what if my murderer is someone I never would have suspected?
- A Killer Whodunit: Charlotte has to solve her own murder to get out of purgatory. The only problem? She was a total nobody in life, so who would want her dead?
- Ghosts with Attitude: Welcome to the Hotel Attesa, a limbo for teens who died under mysterious circumstances. It comes with a new wardrobe (the one you died in, forever) and a new clique of dead girls to help crack the case.
- Slow Burn Romance: She's supposed to be solving a murder, not crushing on Edison, the cute, sarcastic, and very-much-dead boy who might be more trouble than he's worth.
- Urban Fantasy Setting: From the F-train platform where she died to the ghostly hotels of Manhattan, Charlotte's investigation takes her all over a version of New York City she never knew existed.
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Pop quiz: What would you do if you had to solve your own murder to get anywhere in death?
Maybe if I hadn't slept through my alarm, slammed into Kristin--my high school's reigning mean
girl--or stepped in a puddle, destroying my mom's new suede DVF boots (which I borrowed without asking), I wouldn't have been in the wrong place at the wrong time, and I wouldn't have been pushed in front of that arriving train. But I did, and I was.
When I came to, I was informed by a group of girls that I'm dead. And that because I died under mysterious circumstances, I can't pass straight over to the Other Side. But at least I'm not alone. Meet the Dead Girls Detective Agency: Nancy, Lorna, and Tess--not to mention Edison, the really cute if slightly hostile dead boy. Apparently, the only way out of this limbo is to figure out who killed me, or I'll have to spend eternity playing Nancy Drew. Considering I was fairly invisible in life, who could hate me enough to want me dead? And what if my murderer is someone I never would have suspected?
