Gina's a cigarette girl at the Third Door, a well-known speakeasy hidden under a Chicago pharmacy. One night in fall of 1929, a couple high-on-the-hog stockbrokers come in, flashing money and getting the attention of a pair of flirty young flappers. After getting thoroughly soused, the quartet leaves together — but the next day finds both a stockbroker and a flapper dead. Is it a case of bad liquor or something more sinister that killed the pair? Gina and her police officer cousin, Nancy, are on the case to find out.
The atmosphere of the Third Door and the classic cocktails provided therein were spot-on in this story. I loved Gina and Nancy as characters, and would have happily followed them around rough and tumble 1920s Chicago. Perhaps I was a bit *too* taken with the atmosphere though, as I found the plot a bit lacking, with few clues leading to the eventual solution. Ah well, it was bubbly, fizzy fun!
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