Sexy private investigator David Anderson takes one look at
Jacey Wilder and knows she's no femme fatale. The red-
headed smart-aleck in his office couldn't be more different
from the tight-skirted dames he creates in the pulp fiction
novels he writes in his spare time. But Jacey is a paying
customer and he's encountered precious few of those lately.
All he has to do is track down her old boyfriend. How hard
could it be?
With her thirtieth birthday fast approaching, Jacey is
determined to get her life on track. Locating her old
flame -- a suave, normal guy -- seems like the logical
first step. But when she enlists the services of P.I.
Anderson, logic is suddenly in short supply: the tough-
talking detective is the one who is making her blood sizzle
and Jacey's starting to wonder if the man she's really
searching for isn't right under her nose....