Villainy in Vienna

<h4><strong style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Downton Abbey meets Agatha Christie in this witty whodunnit.</strong></h4><h4></h4><h4><strong style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>1917. Vienna.</strong></h4><h4></h4><h4><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Can Fiona catch a killer AND find a decent cup of tea?</span></h4><h4></h4><h4><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>File clerk turned British agent Fiona Figg is more comfortable wearing a fake mustache than a ballgown.</span></h4><h4></h4><h4><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>When a royal ball ends with a royal body in the middle of the dance floor Fiona trades her dancing slippers for practical oxfords and sets out to investigate.</span></h4><h4></h4><h4><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>As she tracks her nemesis Fredrick Fredricks from Vienna to the Austrian countryside a hunting accident makes her rethink her loyalties.</span></h4><h4></h4><h4><strong style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Can Fiona prevent Fredricks from striking again save her own skin and find a decent cup of tea all before the enemy's emperor realizes she's a spy?</strong></h4><p></p>