Megan Zimmer thought she knew exactly what retirement would look like: lazy mornings, lakeside sunsets, and absolutely no seventy-hour work weeks. After thirty years as a corporate litigator in Chicago, she's traded her briefcase for a permanent lot at Whistling Shores Campground, where her biggest decisions should involve wine selection and which hiking trail to explore with her Yellow Labrador, Chardonnay. But when a beloved member of the close-knit community dies under suspicious circumstances, Megan's finely honed instincts tell her this was no accident.

Everyone wants to believe it was a tragic malfunction. The sheriff is ready to close the case. But Megan can't ignore the questions that don't add up—a perfectly maintained generator that suddenly failed, a victim who was meticulous about everything, and whispers of secrets someone might kill to protect. With the help of her new friends and neighbors, Megan starts asking the kinds of questions that made her a formidable attorney, and the answers lead somewhere no one in this idyllic lakeside community wants to look.

Welcome to Whistling Shores, where the sunsets are golden, the pie is legendary, and a retired lawyer with too much time on her hands is about to prove that justice doesn't retire.