Claire Halliday did kill the man she worked for, but then he was trying to kill her. If only the club she worked for wasn't owned by the mob, she might have had a chance at claiming self-defense. The burlesque club was about as bad as the orphanage she'd been raised in. Then again, the depression made any job worth keeping as she struggled to build a film career. Only another dancer pulling her out of there kept her free of the Mafia's grasp. The first train out of Hollywood was to Seattle, the first train leaving Seattle was to Bellingham. Mount Baker Lodge, 60 miles in the wilderness, should have been the perfect place to hide, but the next morning when she wakes up in the arms of another guest they find an early snowfall has trapped them with a killer. The professor shouldn't have died. Even if the tarot cards Claire played with had shown it would happen, an accident, illness perhaps, but not murder. Mayhem indeed.