Charlie Howard--globe-trotting mystery writer and the most disarming burglar since Cary Grant in It Takes a Thief--is flush with the success of his Paris book reading and a few glasses of wine when he agrees to show a novice how to break into an apartment. The next day, Charlie is hired to steal a painting--from the same address. Coincidence? Perhaps, but then why does a dead body turn up in his living room? And what is he going to do when his charming literary agent, Victoria (who is trusting enough to assume he looks like his author photo), decides they should finally meet face to face?