Third time widow Ophelia Renaldi tipsily concedes to her succession of a sizeable, notorious estate. Felia principally sustains proprietorship merely to spurn some pompous board of directors and an acquisitive nephew, but the garden wildlife proffering her lonely spite company make it easy (she insists her blue headed vireos could rival Whitney). But the mystifying Manor comes with more strings attached: A study acting as an active crime scene, an alleged curse that evolves into a more palpable threat, a teenage runaway with a repetitive tendency to break-in, a secret dungeon, and a hearty all rounded scandal. Felia assumed the curse of eternal loneliness would coerce her to take up a hoard of odd past times (Like gardening? She grows her own vegetables). But she never perceived hijacking a cargo shipment of Hollywood's largest sex trafficking ring could be one of them.