Deception on the Set by Franklin W. Dixon

Author:Franklin W. Dixon
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Aladdin

SCREEN CREDIT

11

FRANK

MICHAEL ELLIOTT,” I SAID. “HE’S the sound mixer.”

Joe tapped the virtual keys on his tablet, entering the name. He searched a couple of websites that listed all the crew members from different movies and TV shows. “Nope,” said Joe. “He’s just done sound.”

I scratched Mr. Elliott’s name off the list.

It was the following day, and neither one of us had any scenes in the movie. But that didn’t stop us from working. This time we played the roles we knew all too well—detectives.

We began our investigation with a visit to the production offices, where we grabbed a crew list, and then headed out to the lunch tent. We sat down and began scanning the list for anyone who had experience working in makeup effects, specifically mold making. This method wasn’t foolproof, but it was sure to eliminate most crew members.

“Barry Smith,” I said. “He’s the gaffer.”

“What’s a gaffer?” Joe asked as he typed in the name.

“The person in charge of lighting,” I replied.

Joe searched the Internet for Barry’s past screen credits. “No on him, too. He’s just worked in electric and lighting.”

I scratched Mr. Smith’s name from the list.

We went through the entire list and ended up with only a handful of possible suspects. There was Bob Trevino, the special effects coordinator. At first he was near the top of the list, because he had tons of credits in prop building. Meredith had told us that prop builders make molds of things all the time. Add that to the fact that Trevino was an adamant eyewitness against Frank.

“I don’t know, dude,” said Joe. “He seemed pretty sincere when we talked to him.”

“He didn’t like anyone calling him a liar,” I agreed. “What about his assistant, Chuck? He had the same brown overalls as you—or fake you—were wearing.”

“That’s a good point. But I’ve seen tons of crew members wearing those things,” Joe explained. “The painters, some of the makeup crew . . . those overalls are everywhere.”

I sighed. “True.”

We went back to the crew list. There was Tom Rutherford, the prop master for the movie. We had seen him around but hadn’t had a chance to speak with him yet. And of course there was the entire makeup effects team. But Joe was steadfast in his belief that they were all innocent.

“I still think Kavner is suspicious,” he offered.

“Of course,” I agreed. “And having us investigate is the perfect cover.”

“Plus, he has a clear motive,” Joe added. “I don’t see a motive with any of these other people.”

We were so lost in discussion that we hadn’t noticed that the movie crew had broken for lunch. People were arriving with trays of food and filling the surrounding tables.

“Frank!” shouted a voice. I turned and saw Chelsea waving me over from two tables away.

Joe nudged me. “Go get her, tiger.”

I brushed him away as I walked to Chelsea’s table. She wore a white robe over her wardrobe and still had the fake gash on her cheek. As soon as I approached, she locked her arm through mine and pulled me to the nearest seat.

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