If you love Lee Strauss's Ginger Gold and Rhys Bowen's Lady Georgie, you'll adore Pippa—a 1920s countess who solves mysteries with wit, psychology, and a ghost-seeing husband.

In truth!

Philippa Johns Martin Hawke, the newly minted Countess of Sinclair, was only doing what proper ladies ought at Christmastide: engaging in charitable endeavors and avoiding scandal. Mostly the latter.

But when a war widow, a suspicious butcher, and an extremely intelligent pig turn Covent Garden upside down, what is an intellect dying to break free supposed to do? Chew a nail? Faint? Heavens, no. Solving the mystery is the only path forward.

With her ghost-seeing—or merely addled, albeit gorgeous—husband translating clues from the great beyond, Pippa will do whatever is necessary to set matters right. While maintaining the dignity expected of a countess, naturally!

A delightfully witty 1920s mystery perfect for fans of Agatha Christie meets Phryne Fisher, with a pig who steals every scene. Readers familiar with Sherlock Holmes's The Blue Carbuncle may note similarities, but rest assured: Pippa and her playboy are entirely their own.

Wire-rimmed spectacles, tweed trousers, and brilliant deductions. This is how a modern countess does Christmas.