Hollywood comes to Saint-Maurice!

I, Julie Belmain, do not read the gossip magazines. But even I have heard of the four Hollywood actors ? superheroes no less ? who have made reservations at my newly opened hotel. They're here to tour the Beaujolais region, and I'm hired to photograph them enjoying our picturesque French village. Tall, handsome, and muscular, they seem the epitome of virtue.

But someone doesn't agree.

The day of their arrival, big, red letters spell out GO HOME on the hotel's front window, and I get just a little nervous about my hotel's reputation. When a dead body is discovered right outside the hotel, I get a lot nervous. And with good reason. Someone keeps sending me threatening messages, and I soon find out that big names can have even bigger secrets.

Sorting through stale baguettes, pétanque balls, and boxes of chocolates, I don't have much time to find out which secret is worth killing for. Once the actors return to America, I might never catch the killer...