Trade's peaceful ranch life is interrupted by a case involving repressed memories of the murder of a black family 37 years ago by the client's father and his friends. The client's father, sister, and brother all deny that anything of the kind happened. The more Trade investigates, the more involved she gets with the gruesome story. Could such virulent racism have existed in the Arizona she loves?
With no bodies to examine and threatening phone calls and fires, Trade is convinced there is truth to the story.
A different view of Arizona life today and 40 years ago. A sad, but compelling tale.
Although I like the series, the characters, the setting - I thought this one is a little too grusome and black for me. M'ann
Private eye Trade Ellis, part cowgirl, part Apache, has her hands full running her Arizona ranch. But when Victoria Carpenter, the famous romance writer, shows up with gruesome stories about repressed childhood memories, all going back over thirty years, Trade jumps at the chance to take the case. Victoria's flashbacks include her father's so-called Sporting Club and its not-so-innocent picnics, where the wives talked, the children played...and the husbands made a brutal sport of hate and death. She's convinced that her father and his hunting buddies were racist killers. But how do you investigate decades-old crimes? Especially with no bodies, no police reports, and the only accuser a woman who makes up stories for a living. When the threatening phone calls begin and a cross is set ablaze on Trade's ranch, it soon appears there will be at least two more bodies they won't have to dig out of the past-Victoria's and Trade's.