Millions of dollars seem to be missing after a long-
overdue audit of the local aluminum plant reveals a major
accounting discrepancy. Company president Garvey Stokes
finds himself at a loss–in more ways than one. He turns to
his sharp-tongued, ornery bookkeeper, Iphigenia “Iffy”
Demetrios, for an explanation, but she’s no help. Yet when
the fuzzy math suddenly includes a body count, the figures
can no longer be ignored.
While the town sheriff
tries to get to the bottom of the matter, leave it
to “Sister” Jane Arnold, venerable master of the Jefferson
Hunt Club, to rely on her keen horse-and-hound sense to
follow the trail of murder and cover-up. Throwing her off
the scent, however, is former hunt club donor and all-
around cad Crawford Howard, who thinks he can go toe-to-
toe with the beloved septuagenarian and outclass her club
by grossly sidestepping hound- and-hunt etiquette. Against
the backdrop of the Blue Ridge Mountains, a menagerie of
friends, foes, and fresh new faces saddle up for the
breakneck ride to unravel the conspiracy. Even the furry
denizens in the fields and boroughs have a thing or two to
say about these peculiar humans.
Incomparable
author Rita Mae Brown returns to the glorious hills of
Virginia and its genteel foxhunting society, where how
much money you have in the bank is not nearly as important
as how long your family has lived on the land–and where
nearly everyone has something to hide. As Sister
muses, “The little secrets leak out. The big ones, well,
some escape like evils from Pandora’s box. And others
we’ll never know.”
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