My heart hammers against my ribs as I pull the ski mask over my face. The wool itches my skin. My hot, panting breath dampens the fabric releasing a sour smell that makes me queasy. The interior of the van is oppressive, but the summer heat isn’t the cause of the sweat coating my body.

A brother in jail wasn’t on Ruby’s party-planning checklist.

Ruby Finch’s latest event should have launched her business to the next level. Instead, a shocking incident turns the festivities into a full‑on fiasco, leaving a guest fighting for life and twin brother Roddy in handcuffs. Not exactly the grand finale she had in mind.

Ruby knows one thing for sure—Roddy isn’t to blame. Armed with color-coded lists, alphabetized worries, and her trademark rainbow-and-unicorn positivity, she sets out to prove it before scandal ruins everything they’ve built and a trial lands her brother behind bars.

Millicent Wagner—cookie pusher, museum docent, tireless volunteer, and the twins’ self-appointed grandmother—also knows Roddy didn’t do it. And like any grandmother worth her salt—though she’d argue sugar fixes everything—she’s determined to protect her own.

With her tarot-reading confidante Liza at her side, Millicent follows a trail of clues, slicing through Lancaster County’s postcard-perfect façade and into its shadowy corners. When the evidence points squarely at the one person whose guilt would shatter the twins’ world, Millicent faces an agonizing choice: expose the truth and break their hearts, or keep the secret and let Roddy go to jail for a crime he didn’t commit.

When the truth is finally uncovered, it blindsides everyone. It was within reach all along—and not what anyone expected.