Unnatural Acts: Dan Shamble, Zombie P.I.

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“Wickedly funny, deviously twisted and enormously satisfying. This is a big juicy bite of zombie goodness. Two decaying thumbs up.”—Jonathan Maberry

To be dead, or not to be dead...

In the Unnatural Quarter, golems slave away in sweatshops, necromancers sell black-market trinkets to tourists, and the dead rise up—to work the night shift. But zombie detective Dan Shamble is no ordinary working stiff.

When a local senator and his goons picket a ghostly production of Shakespeare in the Dark—condemning the troupe’s “unnatural” lifestyles—Dan smells something rotten. And if something smells rotten to a zombie, you’re in serious trouble....

Before his way of life, er, death is destroyed, Dan wants answers. Along the way, he needs to provide security for a mummified madame, defend a mixed-race couple (he’s a vampire, she’s a werewolf) from housing discrimination, and save his favorite watering hole, the Goblin Tavern, from drying up. Throw in a hairy hit-man and a bank robber who walks through walls, and Dan Shamble’s plate is full.

Maybe this time the zombie detective has bitten off more than he can chew...

“A darkly funny, wonderfully original detective tale.”—Kelley Armstrong

“Sharp and funny; this zombie detective rocks! Loved it!”—Patricia Briggs

“An unpredictable walk on the weird side. Prepare to be entertained.”—Charlaine Harris

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