Ballerina Leah Siderova belongs onstage. Not in an interrogation room at Manhattan's Twentieth Precinct. And yet, for the second time in less than a year, that's where she has a starring role. It wasn't her fault someone murdered the autocratic new director of American Ballet Company. And it wasn't her job to find the killer. Leah is determined to stay as far away as possible from the murder investigation. After all, if she were going to kill someone, it would have been the woman who's been relentlessly trolling her on social media. And that's where things get complicated. Because when dancers say, "ballet can be murder" they don't mean it literally. Most of the time.