It’s December 20th, and the Edgerton Mall isn’t exactly full of holiday cheer, despite its two Santas. The mall is a fossil of an industry in decline; many of its stores are closed, and to make matters worse, there is a rampant shoplifting problem.
Enter burglar Junior Bender, the unwilling fixer for the City of Angels’ various underworld bosses. The murderous Russian gangster who owns the mall makes Junior look into the shoplifting problem for him. But Junior’s operation doesn’t go well: Within two days, two people are dead. It’s obvious that shoplifting is the least of Junior’s problems. Meanwhile, he must confront his own deep-seated melancholy at the very notion of Christmas—both present and past.
"Someone's been slayed If contractor Shannon Hammer can't nail the real culprit in the St. Nick of time, her dad will wind up in the clink..."
Even at Christmastime, Shannon is more spackle than sparkle, which is why she leaps at the chance to transform a grand old Victorian mansion into ten charming apartments for homeless families. Filled with the spirit of the season, all of Lighthouse Cove turns out to help her best friends, her beau Mac and his niece, a troupe of far-from-angelic Santa Claus impersonators, and her father, Jack.
But their merriment is soon dashed by a heated scuffle between Jack and the miserly president of the bank who's backing the project. When the man is murdered, all eyes are on Jack, and visions of prison time dance in Shannon's head. Now, she needs to pull off a crime-solving miracle, before her father's Christmas goose is cooked