My Dear, Mister Shane

1948. Harry Truman is president. The Marshall Plan is about to save Europe. Israel declares its independence and Ed Sullivan has just become Toast of the Town. But, for the staff of the Silver Detective Agency, 1948 may be the year they all look for another job, unless they can find a client who will save their business and restore their once glowing reputation. Then, in walks the kind of client they've dreamed about or, at least, the men. Blonde, flowing locks. Porcelain skin. Ruby red lip...