Now Carolyn has to go directly to jailto find out why the famous feminist was at the scene of the crime with the victims blood all over her. Between police and prisoners, lawyers and liarsand even a few earthquake tremorsCarolyn is truly shaken. However, while sampling San Francisco fare, she perseveres in her investigation of the murder, with the help of a motorcycle-riding, ex-pro football player private eye, who calls himself the Sam Spade of the Castro.