London Goth-girl Lottieâ€™s been caught flashing her fake i.d. a bit too often, so Mum and Dad are sending her on an all-expenses paid vacation to her grandparentsâ€™ posh but terminally boring golf club in the countryside in order to get her away from the temptation of the club scene. Lottie doesnâ€™t do bucolic very wellâ€”she canâ€™t tell a putter from an iron, and her three-inch heels keep snapping off in the grass and cow pats. Evenings with the grandâ€™rents are tedious, but things pick up once she and cute golf pro Howard discover a dead body with a strange mark carved into its flesh in a pond beyond the 9th hole. Could the rural Goth-kids she ran into in the quiet village actually be ritual murderers? Or could the perpetrator of this foul crime be someone much more ordinaryâ€”and frighteningly closerâ€”to Lottie? This feisty, Brit-flavored graphic mystery, full of red herrings and lipstick, pokes gentle fun at Goth-culture while keeping readers turning pages to find out whodunit. A throughly entertaining read that will help pass the time behind the velvet ropes while you’re waiting for the bouncer to let you in.