Her lover Harold is on a drunken binge. Her contacts for work have all disappeared, and she's not sure where the next check's coming from. Then out of the southwestern blue comes a wake up call with a job lead from her old friend Rosa, recently fallen in love and moved to Santa Fe. Rosa's new boyfriend has a friend with a fancy uptown gallery specializing in Precolombian art, and Lucy gets hired to shoot the gallery's catalogue. When the new pieces turn out to be fakes, she parlays bad luck into a hot opportunity by pitching a story on the art forgery market. 
She's off to New Mexico to track the trail of the phony statues, and practically before she can unpack her suitcase she stumbles onto a pair of corpses. Soon Lucy and her friends head from New Mexico to old Mexico, to Isla Mujeres off the coast of the Yucatan, where they swim into a complex scam that starts with Precolombian art forgery and escalates into heartbreak, mayhem and murder.
