Bill Lennox read the telegram, then traded it back to the blonde. A very nice blonde with long willowy legs and purple eyes. "Tell him to go to hell " "I can't, Bill. I promised-" That's how it started. Before it finished, Bill found himself accused of murder To clear himself, he had to learn why anyone would want to kill the nice blonde's husband. He had to tangle with the mysterious-and dangerous-Patsy South. Above all, Bill had to track down whoever it was trying to make him fall guy for a killer.

In the late '50s, in the Hollywood branch of Etna Publication Relations, Ken Coate, the head honcho, is sleeping with Kitten. But, in order to get ahead, Kitten is willing to switch her bodily allegiance to the head honcho's heir apparent, Don Prentice. Within lies a bubbling cauldron of sex and sin in 1950s Hollywood.