Then the lights go out, thanks to a violent, unexpected storm. As guests and "help" alike huddle in their flower-bedecked monks' cells, one almost-participant takes a suspicious slippery tumble to a very sudden death. But the marriage show must go on--despite Jane's nagging near certainty that the victim was ceremoniously "helped" down the stairs. And Jane's going to have to come up with a murderer and a motive, even as the first strains of bridal march begin--or else this fantasy wedding could turn into a real killer of an occasion.

Then the lights go out, thanks to a violent, unexpected storm. As guests and "help" alike huddle in their flower-bedecked monks' cells, one almost-participant takes a suspicious slippery tumble to a very sudden death. But the marriage show must go on--despite Jane's nagging near certainty that the victim was ceremoniously "helped" down the stairs. And Jane's going to have to come up with a murderer and a motive, even as the first strains of bridal march begin--or else this fantasy wedding could turn into a real killer of an occasion.

But before the wedding day arrives, a dark shadow falls over the hallowed halls. A violent storm has knocked the lights out and someone takes a slippery slide to sudden death. It looks like the victim had help falling down the stairs, and no one is above suspicion. There's a cranky old Uncle Joe, who lives at the lodge, a couple of demanding old aunts who arrive too early, a groom who could pass for a gigolo at a cheap casino, squabbling guests, rumors of an immense fortune hidden on the premises, and the florist is roaming around with a shovel and a greedy look in his eye.

Now, surrounded by eerie noises and a perfect cast of characters for a mystery on a dark and stormy night, Jane quickly steps into the role of investigator-before she's accused of ruining the bride's big day. But before she can supply the police with a motive for murder, the ceremony begins, and someone's idea of a fantasy wedding suddenly turns into a killer of an occasion.Jane Jeffry is planning a wedding-but not her own. She's being paid handsomely to create the fabulous event the bride's rich daddy has always dreamed of. With the help of her friend Shelley, who thinks holding a ceremony at a remote, falling down old monastery-turned-hunt club sounds like a hoot, Jane makes plans to turn the moosehead-lined halls of the ancient abbey into a wedding wonderland.

The bride, an obedient daughter who runs Daddy's business while Daddy Dearest runs her life, has agreed to play her role in the socially expected extravaganza as long as someone else handles the details. So while the florist dresses up the ancient monks' cells for overnight guests, the caterer dishes up some prenuptial food and a seamstress puts the final stitches on the gowns for the bride and bridesmaids, Jane races to tie up all the details for the weekend celebration.

But before the wedding day arrives, a dark shadow falls over the hallowed halls. A violent storm has knocked the lights out and someone takes a slippery slide to sudden death. It looks like the victim had help falling down the stairs, and no one is above suspicion. There's a cranky old Uncle Joe, who lives at the lodge, a couple of demanding old aunts who arrive too early, a groom who could pass for a gigolo at a cheap casino, squabbling guests, rumors of an immense fortune hidden on the premises, and the florist is roaming around with a shovel and a greedy look in his eye.

Now, surrounded by eerie noises and a perfect cast of characters for a mystery on a dark and stormy night, Jane quickly steps into the role of investigator-before she's accused of ruining the bride's big day. But before she can supply the police with a motive for murder, the ceremony begins, and someone's idea of a fantasy wedding suddenly turns into a killer of an occasion.

Then the lights go out, thanks to a violent, unexpected storm. As guests and "help" alike huddle in their flower-bedecked monks' cells, one almost-participant takes a suspicious slippery tumble to a very sudden death. But the marriage show must go on--despite Jane's nagging near certainty that the victim was ceremoniously "helped" down the stairs. And Jane's going to have to come up with a murderer and a motive, even as the first strains of bridal march begin--or else this fantasy wedding could turn into a real killer of an occasion.

Then the lights go out, thanks to a violent, unexpected storm. As guests and "help" alike huddle in their flower-bedecked monks' cells, one almost-participant takes a suspicious slippery tumble to a very sudden death. But the marriage show must go on--despite Jane's nagging near certainty that the victim was ceremoniously "helped" down the stairs. And Jane's going to have to come up with a murderer and a motive, even as the first strains of bridal march begin--or else this fantasy wedding could turn into a real killer of an occasion.

Then the lights go out, thanks to a violent, unexpected storm. As guests and "help" alike huddle in their flower-bedecked monks' cells, one almost-participant takes a suspicious slippery tumble to a very sudden death. But the marriage show must go on--despite Jane's nagging near certainty that the victim was ceremoniously "helped" down the stairs. And Jane's going to have to come up with a murderer and a motive, even as the first strains of bridal march begin--or else this fantasy wedding could turn into a real killer of an occasion.

But before the wedding day arrives, a dark shadow falls over the hallowed halls. A violent storm has knocked the lights out and someone takes a slippery slide to sudden death. It looks like the victim had help falling down the stairs, and no one is above suspicion. There's a cranky old Uncle Joe, who lives at the lodge, a couple of demanding old aunts who arrive too early, a groom who could pass for a gigolo at a cheap casino, squabbling guests, rumors of an immense fortune hidden on the premises, and the florist is roaming around with a shovel and a greedy look in his eye.

Now, surrounded by eerie noises and a perfect cast of characters for a mystery on a dark and stormy night, Jane quickly steps into the role of investigator-before she's accused of ruining the bride's big day. But before she can supply the police with a motive for murder, the ceremony begins, and someone's idea of a fantasy wedding suddenly turns into a killer of an occasion.Jane Jeffry is planning a wedding-but not her own. She's being paid handsomely to create the fabulous event the bride's rich daddy has always dreamed of. With the help of her friend Shelley, who thinks holding a ceremony at a remote, falling down old monastery-turned-hunt club sounds like a hoot, Jane makes plans to turn the moosehead-lined halls of the ancient abbey into a wedding wonderland.

The bride, an obedient daughter who runs Daddy's business while Daddy Dearest runs her life, has agreed to play her role in the socially expected extravaganza as long as someone else handles the details. So while the florist dresses up the ancient monks' cells for overnight guests, the caterer dishes up some prenuptial food and a seamstress puts the final stitches on the gowns for the bride and bridesmaids, Jane races to tie up all the details for the weekend celebration.

But before the wedding day arrives, a dark shadow falls over the hallowed halls. A violent storm has knocked the lights out and someone takes a slippery slide to sudden death. It looks like the victim had help falling down the stairs, and no one is above suspicion. There's a cranky old Uncle Joe, who lives at the lodge, a couple of demanding old aunts who arrive too early, a groom who could pass for a gigolo at a cheap casino, squabbling guests, rumors of an immense fortune hidden on the premises, and the florist is roaming around with a shovel and a greedy look in his eye.

Now, surrounded by eerie noises and a perfect cast of characters for a mystery on a dark and stormy night, Jane quickly steps into the role of investigator-before she's accused of ruining the bride's big day. But before she can supply the police with a motive for murder, the ceremony begins, and someone's idea of a fantasy wedding suddenly turns into a killer of an occasion.

Then the lights go out, thanks to a violent, unexpected storm. As guests and "help" alike huddle in their flower-bedecked monks' cells, one almost-participant takes a suspicious slippery tumble to a very sudden death. But the marriage show must go on--despite Jane's nagging near certainty that the victim was ceremoniously "helped" down the stairs. And Jane's going to have to come up with a murderer and a motive, even as the first strains of bridal march begin--or else this fantasy wedding could turn into a real killer of an occasion.

Then the lights go out, thanks to a violent, unexpected storm. As guests and "help" alike huddle in their flower-bedecked monks' cells, one almost-participant takes a suspicious slippery tumble to a very sudden death. But the marriage show must go on--despite Jane's nagging near certainty that the victim was ceremoniously "helped" down the stairs. And Jane's going to have to come up with a murderer and a motive, even as the first strains of bridal march begin--or else this fantasy wedding could turn into a real killer of an occasion.

Then the lights go out, thanks to a violent, unexpected storm. As guests and "help" alike huddle in their flower-bedecked monks' cells, one almost-participant takes a suspicious slippery tumble to a very sudden death. But the marriage show must go on--despite Jane's nagging near certainty that the victim was ceremoniously "helped" down the stairs. And Jane's going to have to come up with a murderer and a motive, even as the first strains of bridal march begin--or else this fantasy wedding could turn into a real killer of an occasion.

Then the lights go out, thanks to a violent, unexpected storm. As guests and "help" alike huddle in their flower-bedecked monks' cells, one almost-participant takes a suspicious slippery tumble to a very sudden death. But the marriage show must go on--despite Jane's nagging near certainty that the victim was ceremoniously "helped" down the stairs. And Jane's going to have to come up with a murderer and a motive, even as the first strains of bridal march begin--or else this fantasy wedding could turn into a real killer of an occasion.

But before the wedding day arrives, a dark shadow falls over the hallowed halls. A violent storm has knocked the lights out and someone takes a slippery slide to sudden death. It looks like the victim had help falling down the stairs, and no one is above suspicion. There's a cranky old Uncle Joe, who lives at the lodge, a couple of demanding old aunts who arrive too early, a groom who could pass for a gigolo at a cheap casino, squabbling guests, rumors of an immense fortune hidden on the premises, and the florist is roaming around with a shovel and a greedy look in his eye.

Now, surrounded by eerie noises and a perfect cast of characters for a mystery on a dark and stormy night, Jane quickly steps into the role of investigator-before she's accused of ruining the bride's big day. But before she can supply the police with a motive for murder, the ceremony begins, and someone's idea of a fantasy wedding suddenly turns into a killer of an occasion.Jane Jeffry is planning a wedding-but not her own. She's being paid handsomely to create the fabulous event the bride's rich daddy has always dreamed of. With the help of her friend Shelley, who thinks holding a ceremony at a remote, falling down old monastery-turned-hunt club sounds like a hoot, Jane makes plans to turn the moosehead-lined halls of the ancient abbey into a wedding wonderland.

The bride, an obedient daughter who runs Daddy's business while Daddy Dearest runs her life, has agreed to play her role in the socially expected extravaganza as long as someone else handles the details. So while the florist dresses up the ancient monks' cells for overnight guests, the caterer dishes up some prenuptial food and a seamstress puts the final stitches on the gowns for the bride and bridesmaids, Jane races to tie up all the details for the weekend celebration.

But before the wedding day arrives, a dark shadow falls over the hallowed halls. A violent storm has knocked the lights out and someone takes a slippery slide to sudden death. It looks like the victim had help falling down the stairs, and no one is above suspicion. There's a cranky old Uncle Joe, who lives at the lodge, a couple of demanding old aunts who arrive too early, a groom who could pass for a gigolo at a cheap casino, squabbling guests, rumors of an immense fortune hidden on the premises, and the florist is roaming around with a shovel and a greedy look in his eye.

Now, surrounded by eerie noises and a perfect cast of characters for a mystery on a dark and stormy night, Jane quickly steps into the role of investigator-before she's accused of ruining the bride's big day. But before she can supply the police with a motive for murder, the ceremony begins, and someone's idea of a fantasy wedding suddenly turns into a killer of an occasion.

Then the lights go out, thanks to a violent, unexpected storm. As guests and "help" alike huddle in their flower-bedecked monks' cells, one almost-participant takes a suspicious slippery tumble to a very sudden death. But the marriage show must go on--despite Jane's nagging near certainty that the victim was ceremoniously "helped" down the stairs. And Jane's going to have to come up with a murderer and a motive, even as the first strains of bridal march begin--or else this fantasy wedding could turn into a real killer of an occasion.

Then the lights go out, thanks to a violent, unexpected storm. As guests and "help" alike huddle in their flower-bedecked monks' cells, one almost-participant takes a suspicious slippery tumble to a very sudden death. But the marriage show must go on--despite Jane's nagging near certainty that the victim was ceremoniously "helped" down the stairs. And Jane's going to have to come up with a murderer and a motive, even as the first strains of bridal march begin--or else this fantasy wedding could turn into a real killer of an occasion.

Then the lights go out, thanks to a violent, unexpected storm. As guests and "help" alike huddle in their flower-bedecked monks' cells, one almost-participant takes a suspicious slippery tumble to a very sudden death. But the marriage show must go on--despite Jane's nagging near certainty that the victim was ceremoniously "helped" down the stairs. And Jane's going to have to come up with a murderer and a motive, even as the first strains of bridal march begin--or else this fantasy wedding could turn into a real killer of an occasion.

Then the lights go out, thanks to a violent, unexpected storm. As guests and "help" alike huddle in their flower-bedecked monks' cells, one almost-participant takes a suspicious slippery tumble to a very sudden death. But the marriage show must go on--despite Jane's nagging near certainty that the victim was ceremoniously "helped" down the stairs. And Jane's going to have to come up with a murderer and a motive, even as the first strains of bridal march begin--or else this fantasy wedding could turn into a real killer of an occasion.

Then the lights go out, thanks to a violent, unexpected storm. As guests and "help" alike huddle in their flower-bedecked monks' cells, one almost-participant takes a suspicious slippery tumble to a very sudden death. But the marriage show must go on--despite Jane's nagging near certainty that the victim was ceremoniously "helped" down the stairs. And Jane's going to have to come up with a murderer and a motive, even as the first strains of bridal march begin--or else this fantasy wedding could turn into a real killer of an occasion.

Then the lights go out, thanks to a violent, unexpected storm. As guests and "help" alike huddle in their flower-bedecked monks' cells, one almost-participant takes a suspicious slippery tumble to a very sudden death. But the marriage show must go on--despite Jane's nagging near certainty that the victim was ceremoniously "helped" down the stairs. And Jane's going to have to come up with a murderer and a motive, even as the first strains of bridal march begin--or else this fantasy wedding could turn into a real killer of an occasion.

Then the lights go out, thanks to a violent, unexpected storm. As guests and "help" alike huddle in their flower-bedecked monks' cells, one almost-participant takes a suspicious slippery tumble to a very sudden death. But the marriage show must go on--despite Jane's nagging near certainty that the victim was ceremoniously "helped" down the stairs. And Jane's going to have to come up with a murderer and a motive, even as the first strains of bridal march begin--or else this fantasy wedding could turn into a real killer of an occasion.

Then the lights go out, thanks to a violent, unexpected storm. As guests and "help" alike huddle in their flower-bedecked monks' cells, one almost-participant takes a suspicious slippery tumble to a very sudden death. But the marriage show must go on--despite Jane's nagging near certainty that the victim was ceremoniously "helped" down the stairs. And Jane's going to have to come up with a murderer and a motive, even as the first strains of bridal march begin--or else this fantasy wedding could turn into a real killer of an occasion.