Zara Keane

Meet Maggie Doyle, an ex-cop turned private investigator, who's on a mission to find a slice of paradise in her new home of Whisper Island, Ireland. Too bad wherever Maggie goes dead bodies and mystery seem to follow. Five weeks ago, I’d given my cheating ex and crumbling career in the San...

Breathing hard, I gave a yelp and let the now-empty canister drop to the ground. “That wasn’t pepper spray.” I stared into the sparkly, green face of the corpse I’d discovered mere hours before. “And you’re not dead.” When former San Francisco cop Maggie Doyle extends her stay in...

"When I’d ditched my cheating husband and stagnant career in the San Francisco PD to open a private investigation agency in Ireland, I hadn’t envisioned 'purveyor of butt bleach' being part of my job description." When ex-cop-turned-P.I. Maggie Doyle scores a lucrative undercover job at the...

"Danger was part of my job description, but none of my contingency plans anticipated an attack by a Maine Coon." It’s summer on Whisper Island. Ex-cop-turned-private-investigator Maggie Doyle is looking forward to sun, fun, and romance. Instead, she gets bills, an assault allegation, and a...

Ex-cop-turned-PI Maggie Doyle is stuck chaperoning a group of bratty summer camp kids on an archaeological dig on Whisper Island. After a day of fart jokes, fidget spinners, and fistfights, Maggie's regretting volunteering - and then one of her feral charges unearths a skeleton....

“My career in the San Francisco PD ended the day I arrested my husband.” Maggie Doyle gives her cheating ex and crumbling career in the San Francisco PD the proverbial middle finger, and moves to the Wild West...of Ireland. Lured by her aunt’s promise of a restful Irish vacation, Maggie...

“My descent to the Seventh Circle of Hell began with a lawn chair.” When Maggie loses a lucrative contract for her P.I. agency due to an accidental full frontal flashing, she’s forced to accept the only other job on offer: one involving her nemesis, the pampered show cat, Quibbles. Maggie...

“When I rolled out of bed at the butt crack of dawn, I had no idea my day would start with a missing sheep and end with a dead dude in a crotchless mankini"....