Dily loved a good murder. Not a REAL murder. A made-up murder. One you would find in a murder mystery novel. Sherlock Holmes was her favourite, so much so that she had named her dog Watson after the master detective's faithful companion. Dily had trained her Watson to sniff out clues and follow scent trails. Something he would happily do for a dog biscuit. Or two. So far, Dily and Watson hadn't had much luck cracking cases beyond lost cats, or missing biscuits that turned out to have been eaten all along. But now the detective duo found themselves on a luxury ocean liner bound for London. A thousand passengers. A thousand nautical miles of ocean around them. It's the perfect place for a murder. Or two. Or three. Or four. Or MORE!