Thomas Philips was a happy man who could afford to retire at the age of forty-five. Old grudges were forgotten, the past was a lucrative memory. He scarcely felt the pin prick in his neck, and by the time the hand closed over his mouth, it was too late to do anything about it.

Her second book.

In an anonymous letter to Dr. Pry, an unknown murderer warns of his intention. He tells Pry that he's about to give him a murder to solve at his own doorstep, saying that it is high time someone combined a wedding and a funeral. He left the note in Pry's friend's pocket instead of the ring, "not because you can stop me, but merely to assure you that I am deadly serious." A bride, a groom, and a wedding feast are about to be interrupted by a clever killer. But will he be clever enough to get past Dr. Pry?