Lord Arthur Savile is secure, wealthy and engaged to be married to Miss Sybil Merton, whom he truly loves. But then at Lady Windermere's last soiree of the London season he meets Mr Septimus
Podgers, a chiromantist with a substantial reputation for accurate prediction, who is in attendance to read palms. He reads Lord Arthur's and in that moment the unadulterated gold of the young
peer's life is darkened by the shadow of a fate foretold: he is destined to commit a murder.
How will this previously carefree aristocrat deal with the complexities of his now darkened destiny? To put it bluntly, who should he kill?
