I fell into private investigating by accident, after a monster killed my boy Henry. Three days later, I found my vengeance, then I turned my new-found skills toward helping other folks solve their own supernatural problems.
Now, my first and only best friend was knocking at my door with a mystery the police couldn’t solve. Seems something was tearing up the docks out in Greenwood Cove, disturbing the muckity mucks something fierce.
I was the only one willing to look beyond the normal and figure out what was really going on in the water, and let me tell you: I ain’t never backed down when a monster come a-calling.