Charley Davidson—grim reaper extraordinaire, private investigator . . . meh—is practicing her profession under the influence, caffeine and copious amounts of it, due to an extreme desire to induce insomnia. Every time she closes her eyes, Reyes Farrow, the part-human, part-supermodel son of Satan, is there. Only thing is, he’s a tad peeved. She did bind for all eternity, so it’s hard blame him. But thirteen days without a wink is bound to bring out the crazy in a girl. So when she accepts a missing persons case, she discovers that her focus is sketchy at best. But a woman’s life hangs in the balance, and Charley fights her ADD tendencies to find her.

In the meantime, Reyes is back in prison and none too happy about it...so Charley thinks, until she is carjacked by the dark-haired rake, who swears the very man he went to prison for killing is not only alive, but close by. And he wants Charley to find him.

Together with the help of her fashion-impaired receptionist, Charley sets out to bring the bad guys to justice and to single-handedly make bloodshot, sleep deprived eyes the newest fashion trend. Too bad she has to deal with a narcissistic doctor, a curmudgeonly father, and a motorcycle gang hell-bent on murder, all while searching for the deadliest, most violent man she’s ever met. Unfortunately, he finds Charley first.