While private investigator (P. I.) Morgana (Morg) Mahoney carries a Colt .38 revolver in her purse, her sharp tongue and quick wit are just as lethal weapons. She and her filthy rich, drop-dead gorgeous friend, Heather, leave sunny Southern California for a manor house in northern England to celebrate Christmas.
What begins as a vacation, or holiday as they say in the British Isles, soon becomes a murder mystery laced with threads of local history, race horses, the IRA, family secrets, a touch of romance and, of course, pure greed.
In the land of Sherlock Holmes, Morg finds herself using some of the methods as that first consulting detective to solve the case. There is murder afoot and Morg is assisted by her Watson, her host, the venerable Lord Weston, and his trusty, rusty Land Rover as she tracks down her quarry. Although along the way she finds what it’s like to be a stranger in a strange land. as she copes with a different culture and language quirks, she still is quite taken with the English and Irish people she encounters. At least most of them. After all, murder is murder, no matter what the accent.