A Jarrod Jarvis Father-Daughter Mystery Series

For fans of Benjamin Stevenson, Rob Osler, and Kristen Perrin, a true-crime obsessed 20-something and her dad – a former child actor – investigate an on-set murder amidst a cast of characters as flashy, trashy, and intriguing as the Hollywood we just can’t quit . . .

From ’80s teen sitcom heartthrob to later fame after solving a string of real-life Hollywood murders, Jarrod Jarvis has rarely had a dull moment. But now in his late fifties, he’s happily settled into a quieter life in Palm Springs, taking the occasional bit role, and starting a new relationship with Secret Service agent Jim Stratton. Most of all, he has a newfound closeness with his 24-year-old daughter, Liv.

A true-crime podcast devotee, Liv is thrilled when her favorite podcaster-crush, charismatic Beau Langley, announces he’ll be involved in a limited series about an infamous 1990s desert cult murder—filming in Palm Springs! Even better, Jarrod is offered a small role. Liv promptly plants herself nearby to soak up every scrap of production drama. But she’s not expecting art to literally imitate life . . .

During shooting, the actress portraying the victim is found dead in her trailer—the crime scene eerily staged to mirror the real-life murder. The police deem it suicide. Jarrod and Liv disagree and are soon on the hunt for clues. Among their sprawling cast of suspects is a legendary producer who’s built a career on other people’s tragedies, a brilliant but controversial showrunner, a suspiciously jittery makeup artist, and an all-too-intense actor playing the cult leader.

As accidents escalate and lies unravel, father and daughter must race to expose the truth—before they, too, end up on the cutting room floor . . .

With a wryly witty and assured voice and a vastly entertaining cast of characters, Lee Hollis puts a modern slant on the classic murder mystery as a father-daughter sleuthing duo are drawn into a case close to home . . .

You never forget your first corpse. For former child star Jarrod Jarvis, that discovery was twenty-plus years ago, and a lot has happened since he solved a string of real-life Hollywood murders. Now Jarrod lives in Palm Springs where he writes and directs local theatre, while quietly grieving the loss of his partner, police detective Charlie.

Jarrod hasn’t disclosed much about his sleuthing past to his daughter, Liv, who just earned a degree in criminal justice. There’s been distance between them since Charlie’s death, and Jarrod’s unsure how to bridge the gap. Liv, meanwhile, has put her career on hold in order to help her filmmaker boyfriend, Zel. His new documentary idea is to track down the surrogate who gave birth to Liv. Skeptical and annoyed by Zel’s pressure tactics, Liv goes to confront him at his apartment. But there’s no need to break things off—because someone has bludgeoned Zel to death.

Jarrod rushes to Liv’s aid, surprising his daughter with his ease around a crime scene, firing off questions like a modern-day Columbo with better hair and wardrobe. Another shock is quite how many people had motive to finish Zel off—including a Russian film professor, a former First Lady, and a sexy Secret Service agent. Together, Liv and Jarrod comb for clues across the sun-drenched Coachella valley, growing close again. But while there’s nothing like murder to bring a family together, this father-daughter reunion may be short-lived as long as a killer is on the loose . . .