It’s moving day at Chez Holmes.

Somehow, against Kit’s better instincts, he and J.X. are setting up house together. But while J.X. is off at a writing conference, Kit unpacks a crate that should contain either old books or new china.

It doesn’t.

Within the mounds of Styrofoam popcorn is a dead body.

A very dead body.

There goes the neighborhood.