Welcome to my world—population: me, myself, and the talking head in my purse.
I tolerate a handful of people. I actually enjoy the company of fewer.
Im the only one who truly gets me. So when I somehow magically split into two copies of myself, I figure I won the roommate lottery.
Then someone kills the other me.
And they leave her head for me to find.
The murderer doesn’t realize I know a witch who brings the dead back to life.
I want vengeance. But, to solve this twisted whodunit, I might just have to do the unthinkable—trust other people.
