A stuffy novelist (Alan Napier) suffers recurring nightmares that he bludgeons his rich jewel-horse of a wife (Irene Hervey) to death – with a `quart' bottle of cologne. He then confides his dreams to a psychiatrist (Harold Vermilyea). So when his wife inevitably winds up dead (and her diamonds stolen), he becomes the prime suspect, even though she had been out clubbing with another man (Philip Reed).
The psychiatrist's transcriptionist (Dorothy Lamour) spills the beans to her neighbor Dan Duryea, an ex-cop now doing repo jobs and divorce frame-ups. Then when a signet ring she finds while vacuuming her sofa and pawns brings the police to her door, along with insurance investigator Sterling Hayden, it starts to look bad. It doesn't help that she just blew in from Los Angeles with forged letters of reference...
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