Another Halloween has arrived to cast a spooky shadow across the residents of Diamond Glen. Time to don your favorite costume for the annual pup parade and masquerade ball. But when a Hollywood icon with a killer secret moves into this 55+ community, anything can - and will - happen. From the first victim discovered in the composter to an unexpected death on the dance floor, the tricks of the season quickly begin outweighing the treats. Sam Whitmore is no stranger to a deadly situation. She's a best-selling crime fiction author, after all. Teaming up with her dog-walking (and not so) ex-husband, Mac, these two neighborhood sleuths find the clues piling up faster than the bodies. Be warned: no one is safe. How do I know all this? That's simple, I'm their dog or rather, I was their dog. Consider me their guardian angel, although I'm hardly an angel. Let's just say I keep an eye on them. Well, I try. My name is Hueby...