Lily is back and she's got a baby on board! Listing homes can be murder. Just when I thought juggling diaper duty with dazzling real estate deals was my biggest challenge, life throws me a curveball.

The biggest listing of my career lands on my desk, and I can practically hear the cha-ching of the largest commission in my career. I’m talking the kind that gets my six month old daughter four years at an out-of-state college, when she’s 18, of course.

When she’s ready, of course. But when I arrive to meet the homeowner, I find the house empty, and the door locked.

I decide to explore the estate, but instead of finding a breathtaking garden, I find Janice—my biggest competitor for the listing—lifeless among the roses. Being married to the Sheriff doesn’t keep me off the suspect list, especially since my fingerprints are on the weapon.

Now my career, as well as my husbands, is in jeopardy. The high stakes of the real estate game have never felt so real.

I have to clear my name, but where do I start? The list of potential suspects is as long as the scroll of dream homes I’ve sold. But the killer leaves an ominous warning: stick to selling houses, Lily, or you might just end up as garden décor like Janice.

It’s a grim offer, but I’ve never been one to back down from a challenge, especially when the decor is so. .

. fatal.

So, with a cautious step and a hopeful heart, I tread the perilous path of murder, aiming to outwit the danger lurking behind each corner. .