In 1906, I was barely over fourteen years old, and it was my wedding day. My older sister, Helen, came to my room, took me by the hand, and sat me down on the bed. She opened her mouth to say something, but then her face flushed, and she turned her head to look out the window. After a second, she squeezed my hand and looked back in my eyes. She said, "You've always been a good girl, Maude, and done what I told you. Now, you're going to be a married woman, and he will be the head of the house. When you go home tonight after your party, no matter what he wants to do to you, you have to let him...

In hopes of bringing the high rollers back to downtown, Mayor Oscar Goodman plans to build a high-rise, glittering casino. He invests everything he has to buy the property and raises the rest of the money from old friends--friends he once defended in court. If his plan doesn't succeed, he stands to lose more than his life savings. On opening day, things go wrong, and those responsible wind up dead. Detectives Sam Howard and Jessica Chalmers begin to wonder... Is the Mayor a possible victim, or is he the prime suspect? "A sizzling Sin City whodunit." -Norm Clarke, Las Vegas Review-Journal...