Allan Stewart is back, unwittingly gathering material for the mysteries he must be hard put to find time to write. Emergency calls from an old girlfriend who may or may not be a paranoid/suicidal/murder victim take him to Florida to the Cabana set. Suzie has seen a murder committed (she claims) but the victim turned up quite lively the next day. Suzie's very social friends are concerned. But they practically choke in their martinis when a body does turn up dead, and then a second, and then...And you'll choke too, at the motive. Stewart should have stayed home and finished his book.