Hudson River Homicides (Memento Mori Book 4)

by C.S. Poe

“That kid signs off from family chats with ‘yeed my last haw,’ but give the girl a Wi-Fi connection and fifteen minutes, and she can tell you a guy’s shoe size, blood type, and credit score.”

“Larkin’s a plant dad,” Doyle interjected. “Ah. Congratulations,” Millett answered. “Boy or girl?” “Watermelon peperomias are self-pollinating.

“I just got that spicy vibe from you.” “Spicy,” Larkin repeated, unblinking. “Neurospicy.” “You mean neurodivergent.”