Thanks to some overly indulgent parents, Callie Drake was “brought up soft” and doesn’t know the first thing about doing housework, which makes it a bit of a stretch for her to pretend to be a maid in the Barton household. She’s there dressed in the skimpiest maid’s outfit this side of Paris to snatch some compromising love letters written by her friend Selma, who’s afraid that her brute of an estranged husband just might use these adulterous missives to lower to her alimony.

Altruism isn’t a big part of Callie’s makeup and she agrees to the scheme only after Selma offers to hand over the keys to her hot little roadster in exchange for this bit of petty larceny. But when murder erupts in the Barton mansion, the police think it’s a little odd that the bodies started falling only hours after Callie’s arrival. Even worse, Selma’s soon-to-be-ex is on to Callie and seems to take perverse enjoyment in forcing this spoiled debutante to continue at her domestic chores.

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