Someone wants me dead. It’s a little rude. Mandatory work trips are bad enough. Someone trying to kill me is even worse. Good news, an ancient stage light didn’t crash on top of me. Bad news, someone else died. If flying into Phoenix wasn’t bad enough, now I’m stuck in a hotel with my co-workers, and one of them wants me dead. This should be an easy case to solve. How many people could hate me? Holt Jacobs isn’t for everyone. He’s a sarcastic introvert who can never get quite enough coffee. Becoming a sarcastic sleuth was unexpected, but as an engineer, Holt is used to solving puzzles.