Hollywood and LeVine

A trip to the West Coast lands Jack LeVine in a tangled Hollywood murder web

After nearly a decade of churning out hits, Warner Bros. screenwriter Walter Adrian wants a raise on his weekly $2,500 salary. He thinks a thousand dollars more is fair—but the studio's counteroffer is low, and dropping fast. Something is wrong, and he thinks it may have to do with communism.

Though he insists he isn't a Red, Adrian has no way of proving it. He flees to New York to ask the advice of high school ...