London society thrives on scandal and fears the truth. Lord Warwick has been found dead and the infamous Leda Langtry is fingered as the perpetrator. The Bow Street police seem to have the whole mess cleaned up and taken care of. No need for scandal. But they didn't foresee the flamboyant Baroness of Bow Street, Dulcie Bligh. She doesn't buy the official story and she's not about to let Leda hang for a crime she didn't commit. In this crime caper, the truth seems to change almost as much as the Baroness's hair color and certainly seems less obvious than her pink or green locks. You see, the baroness is a bit eccentric, a bit ahead of her time. Her brilliant mind and powers of perception tend to keep her ahead of everyone else, but can she stay ahead of the true murderer left wandering the streets? Could the real culprit be someone close to her? Or worse yet, could the killer be closer to Lady Bligh's niece, Mignon Montague, a sweet young girl brought to London to escape misfortune only to walk right into it?