A dead body on the beach and no suspects. Not the way a sleuth should start her day. Hi, I'm Glinda Goodall, part-time waitress and part-time sleuth. Oh yeah, I'm a witch with a talking pink iguana who thinks he's a detective. A few weeks ago, my seventeen-year-old cousin moved in with me (long story). Her passion? Taking photos. She's a witch too, but she refuses to acknowledge it-until she starts to hear voices in her head. When...