Benjamin Perkins is carrying a full load—keeping his family's specialty soap store afloat and his quirky clan from making waves. But he's just landed in a tub of trouble over a slippery thing called murder...

Benjamin Perkins’s family has owned the Where There’s Soap boutique and the lot it’s on for years—or so they thought. Earnest Joy, the jeweler next door, is claiming he won the land from Benjamin’s grandfather in a long-ago poker game. And he’s ready to collect immediately. While this dirty laundry is hung up for a very public viewing, Benjamin goes to visit Earnest and finds him dead—a bar of the family’s homemade soap clutched in his hand. As the automatic prime suspect, Benjamin is perhaps the only one who can clear his name—and keep the rest of his life from going down the drain...