The day is Good Friday, 1958. A man staggers backwards in the elegant bedroom of a Beverly Hills house, dying from the lethal stab wound of a butcher’s knife. A glamorous screen goddess screams in alarm, a frightened fourteen-year-old stand and gapes, horrified, at the dead body on the floor. The man is Johnny Stompanato, the star Lana Turner and the girl her daughter – Cheryl Crane.