Hollywood, 1948
My name is Dana Olsen. In my early twenties, I arrived in Hollywood with dreams of becoming a screenwriter. Instead, I found myself attached to a leading movie producer, running errands. Then, when a famous movie director was murdered, events embroiled me in the murder enquiry, and thrust me into the arms of a handsome detective who was investigating the case.
The murder enquiry was the sensation of the age, and its solution threatened to tear down the foundations of Hollywood itself.