Maxie Peterson, owner and sole employee of Maxie Peterson Investigations, has standards. Low, admittedly-with the state of her bank account, she can't afford otherwise-but she does have them! That's why, when an elderly lady totters through her office door, Maxie is fully prepared to say no to finding a lost cat, or proving a neighbor broke a favorite tea cup, or whatever it is an elderly lady is likely to ask. What she's not prepared for is a demand that she investigate a murder, instead! Imogene Gruber will never see eighty again, but that hasn't slowed her down much. She still appreciates wild clothes, wilder jewelry, and a generous tot of Irish whiskey in her coffee. What she doesn't appreciate is people-especially the police!-not believing her when she insists her best friend was murdered. Maxie is still inclined to say no, until she realizes that Imogene was Imi the Magic Fairy in the old sixties children's TV show that Maxie and her brother devoured in reruns when they were little. Imi was little Maxie's hero, and you just don't say no a Magic Fairy, even if they do expect you to prove several doctors and the River City police department were wrong about an old woman's death. Proving Imogene's friend was murdered will be hard enough. But when Imogene drags in her old acting buddies to help with the investigation, and Maxie's real fairy godmother, Amelia Fantastica, insists on being included, no matter what, Maxie starts wondering if maybe it wouldn't have been easier to just resurrect Perry Mason to straighten out the mess!