Poison Ivy

Murders. Nonstop murders. That's what the director of the National Crime Agency stops. But why can't he protect these women from a ruthless serial killer? And why is there one of those women at the front door?

Ivy Lowell has always had her fair share of interest in the work her father does. She has looked over case after case, brought light to evidence after evidence and practically proven time after time that she is a much better skilled detective than her father- even if he won't acknowledge it. Her brother was always the same too, Wren Lowell.

At only 16, every case is censored: no gore, no abuse, nothing to make her believe that there is anything bad in the world. So instead she does everything that her prestigious school offers: running, orchestra, football, rock climbing, band, choir, debate, chess, ballet. But what if this case can't be censored, what if this case is everywhere she looks? On the news, in the media, in the paper.

So its really not her fault if she gets a little too invested?

I mean, surely no one could blame her.

Not that that would stop her.