It's the roaring 20s and for some reason murder was included. You worked at a pretty popular club as a dancer and you had taken five to go get a drink of water quickly.

That's when you found the dead body.

"I need you to breath honey. Is there anyone here you think could have done this?"

You were sitting on the stage in a bloodied flapper dress and the detective handed you a glass of water, a concerned look on his face. He smelled like cigars and whiskey.