Many women fantasize about killing their man's mistress. Charlotte's fantasy just came true.

Charlotte didn't mean to shoot anyone. But when she loses her job and comes home to find a mysterious woman drinking her wine with the wrong man — the gun in her purse goes off.

Now she has a corpse, a ruined rug, and a Chihuahua with a taste for human blood. The dead woman is the daughter of a Russian crime boss who wants revenge, the police want answers, and the Chihuahua wants seconds. To survive Valentine's Day, Charlotte must destroy the evidence while bluffing past nosy drag queens, a blackmailing florist, and a stripper named Thor — before the bodies stack higher than her lies.

Razor-sharp banter. Outrageous secrets. Darkly funny suspense. Because some fantasies? Are worth killing for.