Publisher's Synopsis
Bea Abbot's domestic agency does not investigate murder...that is, until she finds herself in the company of a dead man dressed as a pantomime dame. It looks like suicide, but why don't his red-spangled shoes fit? Matthew Kent was an entertainer known to be a modest man in private, so why had he staged this grotesque charade in death? And why is his daughter so keen to hustle away his remains? And which of the women around him really cared about him, rather than his money? Bea tries to discover what the body on the bed was really like in life, why there is so much confusion about his death, and who is destined to die next...
