Elegant Helen Pearson Trescott was McGee's idea of a classy lady...hell, anybody's idea. When she died leaving him $25, 000, Travis couldn't ignore the last request that went with it...to find out why her daughter seemed to be losing her mind, a slice at a time. Two types of scoundrel deal brain-rotting medicines: pushers and pill-pushers—and Maureen Pearson wasn't a doper. But she was the key to some very valuable real estate...