The hard-boiled, non-stop patter-packed fantasy noir series continues as PI Mick Oberon is caught in treasure hunt he can’t afford to lose…

In 1930s Chicago, being a private detective can get you bumped off as easy as breathing. But Mick Oberon isn’t your average shamus. He’s runaway fae royalty from the Otherworld who hung up his shingle, packs a wand instead of a heater, loves warm milk, and has a serious iron allergy.
 
Hey, a nigh-immortal guy’s gotta make a living, right?
That’s why Mick agrees to help the cops when someone breaks into the Field Museum. Strange thing is, they didn’t steal anything. In fact, they added something. Something Mick really doesn’t want in his town—the Spear of Lugh, which grants invincibility in battle to whoever wields it. The problem is, some other mug steals it just as fast as it appeared.
 
With the spear in play, a whole slew of very heavy hitters from both worlds are coming to the Windy City to claim it as their own. And that means trouble like Mick has never seen before, and is unlikely to see again…
 
Because you tend not to see anything when you’re stone dead.
“Among the best urban fantasy novels I have read.” —Rising Shadow