Kit & J. X. have decided to buy a house and move in together. While unpacking a crate supposedly containing china Kit finds a corpse.
Josh Lanyon is one of my guilty pleasures. I know her books are formulaic & comparatively brainless, and I still think her adoption of a gay male identity for her authorial persona was deceitful, but I have to admit her books are just the thing when I'm operating on a low physical, mental, or emotional bandwidth.