Chase Underwould is dead. The once influential kingpin of the mainstage, lies in a tub full of his own blood. Stabbed thirty-nine times, the abused body of the famed actor lies in ruin. As if his death were not grizzly enough, the media was the first on the scene, turning it into a sensationalistic freak show. The news had been leaked by an unknown source. Someone that must have been there. Someone who lived at or near his posh Crescent Heights estate. Someone who knew him.
After draining the tub of Chase's crimson lifewater two curious items remained; the waterlogged carcass of his beloved poodle, Feefee, and an unopened pack of strawberry Mentos, "The Freshmaker."
