Charlie Walsh was on his way up the ladder at the McAlester, Oklahoma police department. In a few days he would be a detective. But first, his Power Animal, Clark, a Crawdad from down Louisiana way had a message for him. A banjo player out off Alderson Road had a problem. The main problem was he was dead. To Clark's mind though the waste of good Kentucky whiskey and a mangled banjo was a step too far. He tried to waken his human, Charlie Walsh, but...