It's 2001 and the WyldBoyz are unlike any other boy band on the pre-teen scene. Yes, they have dreamy harmonies and the traditional stereotypical roles (there's the cute one, the smart one, the shy one, the bad boy...you know the drill), but these Boyz have one thing that really sets them apart from their Backstreet counterparts: they're all part-animal, part-human hybrids. Yup, they really are a bonobo, bat, ocelot, elephant, and pangolin, but each with some human mixed in. When this story starts, they're at the height of fame, and just wrapped up their tour with a wild penthouse party in Las Vegas when they wake up with nasty hangovers and a brutally murdered manager named Dr. M. Suddenly, they're all under suspicion for his murder, and the lead detective must balance her investigation with her tween daughter's love of the band.
This novella is a riot of animal puns, boy band references, and a solid murder mystery full of callbacks to the classics. There's also plenty of ethical stuff to consider as well, given the band's background and unknown future. A fantastic book and not a long read. Do yourself a favor and pick it up.
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