"I laughed so hard at the climax, tears were running down my cheeks." - Editor Review Harvey Gallagher just started his own consulting firm in Boston, drives a dented Chevrolet, and has a girlfriend named Sheila Whitmore pressuring him to get married. He never figured that soon he'd be hanging on the edge of a cliff on the rocky coast of Maine, staring up at a trusted friend who's trying to kill him. It all started a few days ago when he sees a woman steal secret technology from his best client, and the head of security asks him to play detective to help find some answers. The quest leads to a Victorian inn on the coast of Maine, where he meets a new love interest, endures a surprise visit from Sheila's society-matron mother, and goes to war with a backwoods cult of religious fanatics. Harv executes a sting operation to catch the bad guys, but it goes dramatically sideways when Mrs. Whitmore makes her entrance, and the cult fanatics add their own special touch of insanity . . . Will Harv survive the attempt on his life? Will Mrs. Whitmore survive the arcane cult ritual on the inn's front lawn? In the spirit of Dave Barry and Carl Hiaasen, this book will take you on a wild ride you won't forget.