The Last Table In The Sun

A little party never killed nobody Right? Wrong

Bay, named after Watergate Bay where she grew up in Cornwall, has just broken up with her long term boyfriend. The one she met at university, the one she lived with, the one she thought she'd marry, THE ONE Her cosy, quiet, planned out, suburban life in the Cornish countryside has been turned on its head, and what do you do when life takes an unexpected turn? Take a different road, the M3 to be precise, all the way to London

Accepting an invite to stay with her childhood friend Olivia, an over dramatic, party loving, prosecco drinking, London socialite, Bay's once peaceful existence literally changes within an hour of arriving and she's soon rubbing shoulders with the City's elite. With the help of Olivia's friends, Mia, a drop dead gorgeous, washed up reality star trying to make a comeback as an aspiring actress and Molly, one of Chelsea's 'old money' descendants, Bay is soon living the highlife of champagne at lunchtime, chauffeur driven cars, free glitzy clothes and party after party after party.

When one of the parties takes a fatal fall from grace, literally, the girls end up in the middle of it and think they could have a murder suspect on their hands. But the deeper you dig, in a world where fame and money equal power, the harder it is to get out and the easier it is to be buried.

A mystery, comedy, drama, like 'Desperate Housewives' and 'Pretty Little Liars', mixed with some 'Sex and The City' girly glamour and an Agatha Christie whodunnit thrown in for good measure.