It's Harlem 1926. The Lindy Hop is the dance, and the Savoy Ballroom is the place to be. Jazz music swirls over a smoky haze as couples sway in perfect rhythm. She saunters in looking like a million dollars in her dime-store jewelry. The gold fringed dress drapes every curve and shimmers with each step. Her cherub baby face contradicts sensuous hips and full breasts on her body. Evelyn is there to learn the truth about her mother’s death and square things with the murderer. As she uncovers the circumstances surrounding her mother's death, she quickly learns in a story based on lies, everyone has a secret.