In a town where the monsters don’t always have claws, someone has to look out for the little guy. That’s where I come in.
Publisher’s Description: In a town where the monsters don’t always have claws, someone has to look out for the little guy. That’s where I come in.
They call me cunning man, conjurer, wizard, but mostly they call me Ozzy. If a witch is throwing curses your way, or there’s something scary scratching at your window in the night, I’ve got just the charm for you.
Mostly, though, I find things. Lost treasures, missing loved ones, doesn’t matter. If you want something found, I’m your guy. For a nominal fee, of course.
So when a grieving father hired me to track down a stolen family heirloom, I was happy to help. Trouble is, what started out as another garden-variety stolen property job just ended in attempted murder. Mine.
They made a mistake, though, when they put a bullet in my stomach and left me for the worms.
They didn’t bury me deep enough.
Nervous Nellie’s nervousness necessitates knowledge of the novel. In other words …SPOILERS. *BEWARE*
Nervous Nellie says…
I’ve had this book in my TBR for some time, actually. I bought it because the title and cover were intriguing. Enlarge the book cover for just one minute. There are so many things to see that the cover made an impression on me. To look at the title, I’d have guessed that this book was going to be some kind of demon romance, but trust me, it’s not.
Ozzy is a Cunning Man. A Cunning Man is kind of like a Harry Dresden wizard, but yet a lot different. In his arsenal are charms but his real money maker is finding things. Not always people, but things. He always seems to stumble upon a monster or ten.
There are monsters in this book. Treachery, back stabbing with twists and turns await. There is no sex but there is blood, gore and grossness, but it wouldn’t be a good story without.
I enjoyed it. I’d give it a 4.
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