When Heather's longtime friend, Leila, crashes into Donut Delights, out of breath and pale as a vanilla glaze, she knows something bad has happened. But she's shocked when Leila reveals that she's just found a corpse in her entrance hall passage and she's got no idea where it came from. Heather sets off to get to the bottom of the case, equipped with a box of her Chocolate Peanut Brittle Donuts, the keen eye of her best friend and fellow sleuth, Amy, and the help of the Hillside Police Department. But nothing is simple in this case, it never is, and Heather pulls on a thread which others have warned her to leave alone. She's convinced that the murder of the contractor should be laid at the feet of Hillside's resident villain. The only problem is, the evidence isn't clear and things that should add up, simply don't. Heather must figure this one out before the killer skips town yet her investigative techniques my bring down a rain of anger from a man who's best left alone.