“It’s Minn-ee-OH-pa.” Peri Minneopa has heard her name mangled a thousand ways and hates them all. What she does like are clean houses, and dirty martinis. She recently traded in her housecleaning business for a P.I. license. Her timing seems perfect, especially when she cleans a former client’s freezer and finds a severed hand inside, wearing an expensive ring. The client, Benny Needles, is a Dean Martin fanatic who swears he’s never seen the hand or the ring before. It’s a brand new world for Peri, and she has a lot to learn. Her boyfriend, Skip, a detective in the Placentia Police Department warns Peri that this case could be dangerous, but she can’t stop sticking her nose into the middle of things. Her first lesson is that her intrusion into the investigation can have bad consequences. In the middle of trying to solve the murder, Peri takes on a surveillance job. The philandering husband is unhappy with her, and she discovers that even surveillance isn’t always low risk. As these two cases collide, will Peri learn the truth behind both of them? And more important, will she ever get that dirty martini?