Death Wore the Emperor's New Clothes — Orland Outland

If Poirot preferred pUmps...
If' Cagney craved cosmetics...
If Nick and Nora both wore nylons...

...they'd still be no match for Doan McCandler and Binky Van de Kamp! With money pouring in from their successful detective agency, San Francisco's sassiest sleuths are finally able to keep themselves in the style to which they've become accustomed. Pampered and pedicured, Binky is awash in facials and five-star restaurants, while the gender-bending Doan is practically drowning in designer togs. But just when they think they've shopped-out San Francisco, life gives them a lemon--and... voila! Lemonade!

Doan and Binky's significant others have both been offered jobs by eccentric gay billionaire Andrew Weatherall--in New York City. Leaving their homes (if not their hearts) in San Francisco, the fabulous foursome takes Manhattan by storm, name-dropping and networking their way to their fifteen minutes of fame. But when Weatherall's right-wing business rival is offed in the office, Doan and Binky infiltrate the straitlaced, buttoned-up world of big business to discover some delicious dish--and to keep Weatherall in bars, rather than behind them...