Joe Sherlock, Kid Detective, Case #000006: The Phantom at Eve's Hollow

Why has a ring with a diamond the size of a monkey's eye suddenly disappeared? Will it be found before the wedding party turns into an angry mob? Most importantly, can somebody get Joe Sherlock out of the bath in time?

Armed with only a box of Barf Blockers, a clip-on tie, and his extraordinary sleuthing skills, Joe Sherlock is in a race against time—and a very sensitive stomach. Baskerville's only kid detective will have his brain squeezed in the pressure cooker of his neighbor's mixed-up wedding day. Joe Sherlock is ready for the challenge . . . as long as nobody offers him an egg salad sandwich.

How does a valuable painting vanish from a museum wall without a trace? Can you trust a goofball kid detective to recover priceless artwork? Why does Joe Sherlock's shirt stink worse than a dirty diaper?

Ride along as Sherlock uncovers shocking secrets that not only will echo down the halls of Baskerville Elementary School but just might bring City Hall crashing down in a scandal of snot-blowing proportions.

Why would someone steal a 4,000-year-old mummy's head? Is this the work of shadowy grave robbers or some weird ancient curse? Could the missing noggin be stuck in Mr. Klopper's gigantic, crumb-filled beard? Will a flaming torch be enough to battle Joe Sherlock's fear of the dark?

The man knocking at the door of 221 Baker Street has lost his head and is out of his mind with worry! A major scandal is brewing at the museum, and only Joe Sherlock can save Mr. Klopper from certain ruin. In this hushed underworld of eerie tombs, pickled kings, and water-filled surgical gloves, Joe finds his creepiest, most wrinkled-up case ever!

The mystery is underfoot...

On a beautiful, carpetlike lawn in a gated yard sit mysterious and smelly piles of dog poop. Mrs. Fefferland puts Joe Sherlock on the case to sniff out the culprit. But even Sherlock Holmes never encountered a case as baffling or as stomach-churning as this one. Most of the evidence is right under Joe's nose, but danger is never far behind!

Why are cakes vanishing into thin air? How can a mailbox disappear without a trace? When did something evil move into Mr. Asher's toolshed?

Strange and unexplained things are happening on Baker Street after dark, and Joe Sherlock must come face-to-face with the things that go bump in the night. Even though a cold tingle of terror gallops down his spine like a herd of wild gophers, Joe is determined to solve the case -- and have his bundt cake, too.