It’s
1942 and Persephone ‘Percy’ Cole is bucking the odds and pounding the pavement
of Manhattan as one of its first female private detectives. Joining the ranks of
other gumshoes such as Sam Spade, Lew Archer, and Phillip Marlow, this five-foot
eleven, full-figured gal has the same hard-boiled, take-no-prisoners attitude,
but with a difference. A shamus with a wicked sense of humor, she’s the mother
of an eight-year old son. Whether it be on the Great White Way, the Diamond
District, or chocolate-covered corpses, Persephone Cole blazes a trail for all
other lady dicks to follow. She finds her holiday cheer in solving crimes of the
most deadly kind – murder.