A telegram arrives for Veronica Leigh Whitney late on a Friday night. Her husband Hugh has been found dead in the southern Oregon town where he'd been working since spring. Found. The word won't leave her alone. She drives north with her dachshunds, Garbo and Cooper, and checks into the Ashworth Hotel - its Art Deco facade looming over the Rabbit River like a declaration. She has come for answers. Instead, she finds a woman murdered behind a locked hotel room door, and a police chief who calls it an accident. The sheriff knows better. And so does Veronica. But as she unravels the truth of what happened inside the Ashworth's gilded walls, Hugh's death casts its own long shadow. The official verdict was accident. Veronica is no longer sure she believes it. One truth is behind her now. Hugh's truth lies ahead.