Maddy Savanna

The last time witchy car mechanic Victoria Fox did magic, she nearly blew up half a street. Oops. No more magic for her, but is a witch who doesn't do magic still a witch?

Well, she does have a kitty familiar named Professor Studmuffin Salvitore III. She also has a knack for inviting magical trouble to her shop's doorstep.

Like her business rival who shows up and offers her a deal. A tempting deal, but she shuts the door in his face anyway. Moments later, his star employee drops dead.

All roads lead to Victoria as the murderer. The problem? She didn't do it. The other problem? Almost no one believes her.

It's now up to her and her kitty familiar to prove she's innocent. Tiptoeing closer to the truth could put them both in danger though. And it might just take a lead paw on the gas pedal to get them out.

Witchy Business Mysteries is created by Maddy Savanna, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Witchy Business Mysteries Series

Bernadette eased Boxy and me onto Main Street, and once I spotted Isabella's Honda a few car lengths ahead, several more Corvettes turned onto the road. Soon, they surrounded us, clogging up all the lanes. Then even more joined from behind. It was like we were rolling along the Corvette River or something. 


"What in the world, Boxy? Is it National Drive Your Corvette to Belle's Cove Day?" 


"It is, actually," he said, adjusting his cane between his feet. "It's the Belle's Cove-Vette Superior Car Show held here every year for one day. I told you it was coming up, remember?" 


"No, but I've been a bit sidetracked lately." 


He nodded. "I'm so sidetracked, I have eight or nine sides too many. It's a wonder I put my suspenders on this morning." 


I glanced over at him. "Um, Boxy? You're not wearing suspenders." 


"What?" He gazed down at himself and chuckled. "Oh boy, I laid them out this morning and everything. It's a wonder my pants are still on." 


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