Private eye Paul Lomax never wanted the case. Checking on errant wives wasn't his scene, but Rex Saunders seemed a likeable guy and keeping an eye on his ex-fashion-model wife Mona promised to be all profit and no pain. How was Lomax to know that foxy old Rex was keeping so many secrets? And then there was the problem of Lomax's budding relationship with the glamorous Melody Brown. When a hit man moves in and the police don't want to know, Lomax and Mona find themselves on their own. Will they be able to hide from the violence erupting all around them?