Living in Brambleberry Bay is proving to be a real killer.

My name is Hattie Holiday, and I can read minds. Sure people have all kinds of rouge thoughts running around up there, but I'm far more interested in using my special abilities to talk to my cat, Cricket, and our new friend Rookie, an adorable Golden Retriever that happens to belong to a certain ornery detective.

Spooky season is here and the entire town is headed to Moonstone Manor for cheap thrills and chills. On orders from my boss at the country club, I head over myself to see if I can snag any haunted ideas for our own upcoming All Hallows' Eve Gala. But just my luck, instead of finding some scary inspiration, I stumble upon a body.

Not only that, but the ongoing murder investigation of the woman who once held my position at the country club starts to heat up as the suspect list expands.

But someone out there doesn't appreciate my snooping. In fact, they make it clear they'd rather see me dead. Here's hoping I live long enough to go trick-or-treating or in the least eat a candy bar or two.

Something tells me this will be the spookiest Halloween that Brambleberry Bay has ever seen.

Living in Brambleberry Bay can be a real killer.