It’s 1923, and the party seems endless at Jay Gatsby's New York speakeasy...until a shrieking scream is let out, and an unexpected guest is found dead. Was the motive revenge, jealousy, or greed? Is the murderer a secluded billionaire, an independent stock broker, or a slyly deferential golfer?

"Join me, Detective Fitzgerald, of the New York homicide division to help solve this gruesome murder and find out who done it!"