It’s a beautiful morning in Portland, and there’s a dead body floating in a pool. Cops say it’s suicide. But Ginger Mitchell doesn’t think so. She’s starting to suspect someone inside the Portland Police Department is trying to make things seem rosier in the City of Roses. No murders, only suicides. Just like her mom’s case. If that wasn’t enough, a friend of Ginger’s brother needs his briefcase recovered from the prostitute who stole it from him. So some serious time in seedy motels seems to be in order. Ginger’s got her work cut out.