A just-back-from-rehab starlet drops dead while entering the Academy Awards, and the only ones who can solve the crime are Maxine Max Taylor and her daughter Drew, fun and thinly disguised versions of Joan Rivers and her daughter Melissa. Oscar night. The Kodak Theater. Hollywood. The red carpet is out and Max and Drew are on the job - mikes in hand. Suppose hot young actress, Halsey Hamilton, is trying to reform her image after a bad year of too much partying. Shes moved herself, semi-permanently, into rehab. Imagine Halseys triumphant sober return to Hollywood as she marches up the red carpet, bypassing all the other camera crews, and heads straight for Max. Alas, what if she doesnt exactly march so much as stagger? And then fall down at Maxs feet, clutching the bottom of Maxs divine Michael Kors gown? Is this a case of one of the most public overdoses on record? Or is it murder?,.
