Beloved movie star Emily Winters is found dead in her palatial Malibu mansion, apparently of a drug overdose. However, veteran homicide Detective Susan Chen of the LAPD didn't think so. It looked too neat, too staged, too picture perfect.

Emily's close confidant and frequent collaborator, bad boy film director Nick Reeves, didn't think so either. Just last week over margaritas and enchiladas at El Cholo's, Emily and Nick were discussing their next project which they were sure was going to blow their last blockbuster, Midnight Crossing, out of the water. In his bones, Nick knew she didn't do it. Emily wasn't wired that way. However, Nick recalls over their margaritas that the usually carefree Emily was uncharacteristically troubled about the indie production company deal she was about to sign with Paramount. Something about how she looked in the recent paparazzi photos with Paramount's CEO and her on-again, off-again tech billionaire boyfriend, Jason Reed, didn't smell right. The pieces didn't fit. For years, Emily had it all. Three Oscar nominations and one win, indie street cred to boot, a quick exit via pills wasn't her style. Something was off -- way off. Nick couldn't exactly put his finger on what, but he owed it to Emily to find out.

Then, when he got that alarming text from the sixteen-year-old Pali High teenager who Emily was mentoring, Zoe Blackwood, all of Nick's suspicions were confirmed. There WAS something rotten in Malibu. And even if it killed him, Nick Reeves was going to get to the bottom of it.

Lifelong Hollywood insider HD Delman pulls back the curtain to reveal the show Hollywood would rather keep hidden.