At the Hope Foundation, an HIV nonprofit held together by overworked staff, burnt coffee, and the stubborn determination to help, Martin White is drowning. Clients in crisis, endless documentation, constant emergencies, and the weight of other people's pain have left him exhausted and unsure of his worth. His emotional support dog, Bam Bam, can only do so much.
But when a donation of dildos mysteriously disappears from the lobby, Martin grasps onto the absurdity like a rope thrown down a well. If he can solve this case, ridiculous as it is, maybe he can prove he's still capable, still valuable, still someone his team can count on.
What begins as a joke soon becomes an investigation that snakes through cubicles, home visits, drag queen gossip, front desk flirtations, and the emotional landmines of real casework. As Martin interrogates coworkers, chases leads, and dodges the increasingly threatening emails of a very dramatic office manager, the mystery forces him to confront the burnout he's been avoiding and the community that has been quietly holding him up.
Behind the humor lies a deeper truth: sometimes the thing you're searching for isn't a box of misplaced sex toys, but the parts of yourself you forgot were still there.
