"Starting a new life in Florida means year-round sunshine, beautiful beaches, and balmy breezes. For most people, anyway. But not for thirtysomething Piper and her grandmother, former members of a motorcycle gang in Oregon. For them, it means entering the witness protection program and moving to Bitter End in the Sunshine State. Yes, to Bitter End. It doesn't get much more ironic than this. But hey, it's better than rotting in jail for getting busted with tax evasion and money laundering, and infinitely better than getting killed by said gang for testifying against them. Needless to say, they both have difficulties adjusting to life in Florida. Moving into a retirement community and dealing with all those quirky characters? Wearing flip-flops instead of biker boots? Where do you even hide your gun if you're wearing those godawful muumuu dresses? Not to mention, they're supposed to keep everything on the right side of the law now? Ugh! Oh, and there's that dead body in their neighbor's front yard. Instead of laying low, Piper and her Gran somehow get sucked into that murder mystery. When they realize they're in too deep and their cover is almost blown, they have no other choice but to find the killer before it's too late." --