Sweet -sounding silver blues. Golden hearts with a wormhole. Cold copper tears. Cook G.

Everything was mixed in the world where Garrett lives. Goblins and trolls are adjacent to gnomes and people, and a fire -breathing dragon in the sky is the same ordinary phenomenon as a plane over the cities of Europe. In this strange world there is no firearms, so private detective Garrett has more to use physical force and magic. And he also has a good assistant - a living dead man who rebelled as needed from the dust and again sent to rest, when the next riddle is unraveled. There are more than enough puzzles here, and they are all fraught with risk, so Garrett has to go on the blade of razor.