In tiny Blacklin County, Texas, a curse is nothing more than a four-letter word hollered in a barroom or muttered in the heat. So Sheriff Dan Rhodes is more curious than concerned when he dutifully responds to a complaint of witchcraft.
When Dr. Samuel Martin, the local dentist—and unpopular landlord—claims he’s been hexed by a tenant, Rhodes does his best to smooth things out between the distressed D.D.S. and the would-be witch. But in two shakes of a black cat’s tail, the good doctor disappears . . . and his wife turns up bludgeoned to death.
For Rhodes, it means there’s a bad moon rising over Blacklin County. And now he’s got to do the voodoo he does best—asking pointed questions and extracting the painful truth from some tight-lipped suspects who also bite. . . .
With tidbits of humor and charm provided by the laconic sheriff's quirky staff (and by his shy-widower courtship of saucy Ivy Daniel), this is another agreeably folksy blend of pokey detection, lean action, and smalltown-Texas drollery.
— Kirkus