A little demolition on a century-old hotel can be cathartic - bagging up the past and ripping off the bandages to put things right. June Faust started her inn just like this, a decade ago, renovating the derelict Admiral Nilsen’s mansion on the edge of town, but when she agrees to help her new partner clean up his bargain buy in her adopted town of Moorewicks Bay, she pulls back the curtain, or carpet in this case, on a previously unknown crime scene. As the lurid past of the hotel tumbles out of hidden safes and little black books, June discovers the sins of three generations are embedded in the cracked plaster and peeling wallpaper - and no one wants the truth stirred up. With The Admiral Inn’s high season in full swing and Ramone Delgatto, her partner in business and…other things…acting sketchy, June pushes to finally renovate the ballroom of her mansion as her restaurant becomes desperate for expansion. But her house was built by pirates and what do pirates do? Bury things. While all of Moorewicks Bay’s past is rolling over to expose its scaly underbelly, whether anyone wants to look or not, June must balance her expanding business, her growing little empire, and the hearts of her beloved townsfolk against justice for one unknown soul. But just as the men who built her house have left her yet another secret hidden in her ballroom to clean up, the men around June keep pressing her back into the life of an investigator she left behind. When June pulls at the cold threads of a forgotten tragedy, the web reaches back in time to the very construction of the hotel and forward to today’s pillars of the community trying to outrun the past. To minimize the damage the truth carries with it, for herself and for her people, June must determine when she’s dressing a fresh wound, picking at a scab that refuses to heal, or just itching an old, forgotten scar.