The murder weapon is talking. And it's filthy.
Dirk is six hundred years old, a cursed dagger who has been inside three kings and would very much like you to know it. Now he sits in the Muckleby City Watch evidence locker, in a paper bag marked KNIFE (SMALL), as the weapon in the murder of Alderman Cuthbert Pryce.
The housemaid found holding him will hang in fourteen days. Dirk knows she didn't do it. He just can't remember who did.
His only allies are the rudest collection of cursed objects ever filed as evidence. A codpiece with no shame. A chastity belt with a grudge. A teapot that only pours gin. A love potion with a leak. The gallows rope. And a box on the top shelf that nobody talks about. They can't speak to humans. They can only fall off shelves at exactly the right moment.
A filthy comic fantasy with a proper whodunnit underneath. Richard Hilt's first novel with Fenn & Fable. Adults only. Strong language, crude humour and sex on the page.