At the request of an old lover, Keegan Shaw keeps an appointment on a south Florida beach with Sunni Russell, a locally famous businesswoman. Sunni wants to know who her birth father is and has been told Keegan can be trusted and has a talent for sorting out secrets. She hires Keegan to follow her mother to London, to keep her eyes open and her mouth shut, and to report back.
Mrs. Russell, an ex-hippie who lives her life according to psychics, has kept Sunni's father a secret for 47 years. And despite the old saying, “If you can remember London in the Sixties, you weren't there,” Abby Russell remembers it all: miniskirts, pot, free love, LSD, Carnaby Street, the Stones. But instead of the warm, fuzzy buzz of nostalgia, she is haunted by the unsolved 1966 murder of her flatmate, Susan Miachi.
Against Sunni’s instructions, Keegan befriends Mrs. Russell on the flight over. Together they explore London's post-recession art world and everyone who has an interest in a particular posh West End gallery, including the single-minded gallery owner, his aging ex-boyfriend, his bitter ex-wife, his hot young girlfriend, his even hotter son, and an old writer friend.
Keegan realizes that some aren't who they pretend to be and one is not quite finished with murder.
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