Devlin Tracy is an insurance fraud investigator, and a good one. The pay's great, he lives in swingin' Las Vegas, and only has to work when he feels like it. Taking on a New York-based case for Garrison Fidelity isn't something Trace particularly feels like...until his mother comes to town. Suddenly the Big Apple sounds much more appetizing. Problem: A policyholder's been found by the roadside with Quaaludes in his bloodstream, a rubber Nixon mask...