Hollywood Prisoner: A Hollywood Alphabet Series Thriller by M.Z. Kelly

Author:M.Z. Kelly [Kelly, M.Z.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kingston Roads Press, LLC
Published: 2016-09-09T22:00:00+00:00

THIRTY-EIGHT

We met up with Darby in the parking lot of Klondike Studios. After checking in with a receptionist, we were escorted to Hannah Montague’s office. I introduced Mel and Darby to her, and soon realized she was still reacting to yesterday’s arrest of Garth Henry.

“Everyone here is extremely upset that Garth is no longer with us,” Montague said, brushing a hand through her purple hair. “He was like family.”

“Yeah, the drug dealing uncle,” Darby said. “How many of your employees were buying drugs from him?”

Montague glared at him. “I don’t believe most of our staff uses drugs.”

“They don’t any more…”

“Enough,” Mel said, locking eyes with her partner. I got the impression her patience with Darby was growing thinner by the day. She looked at Montague and released a breath. “Let’s start over.” She cleared her throat, then went on. “Is there anyone here, who was close to Campbell, who might know about her personal life?”

The studio vice president took a moment, then said, “You might talk to Donna McBride, she’s the makeup artist for Stolen Desires. She would have seen Campbell every day.”

After some chit-chat, and death stares aimed at Darby, Montague had an assistant lead us to McBride’s office. Darby stomped off, apparently upset with his partner, telling us he was going to talk to staff on the set of Campbell’s show.

As we followed the assistant, I commented on Darby’s actions, telling Mel, “He doesn’t seem happy with the way the investigation is going.”

“He’s never happy unless he’s in control and pushing someone around. I’m tired of it. I think it’s time I had a talk with Edna about him.”

“I understand,” I said, suppressing the desire to do a happy dance.

Campbell Turner’s makeup artist worked in a small salon that was shared by several shows in production at the studio. We waited until she finished touching up an actress’s makeup, then met with her in a small nearby office. McBride was a heavyset woman in her forties, with a pleasant, easy-going manner.

She told us she hadn’t slept since learning of Campbell’s murder. “I keep thinking she’s going to walk through the door every morning and sit in my makeup chair. We were pretty close.”

“Tell us about her,” Mel said. “What was Campbell like?”

She took a moment, her eyes misting over. “I guess you could say she was like the sister I never had. She was kind and generous.” She held up her little finger. “She gave me this friendship ring on my birthday.” Tears started to fall. “I miss her so much.”

We gave her a moment, then Mel asked, “What was her relationship with Blake Lambert like?”

She found a tissue in a dispenser and steadied her emotions. “He was a cheater. If…if she hadn’t died, I don’t think they would have stayed together.”

“Do you know who he was seeing?” I asked.

“His ex…not sure of her name.”

“Alexis Teller?” Mel asked.

She nodded. “Yeah, Alexis.”

“And Campbell,” I said, “how was she dealing with what was happening?”

McBride took a breath, released it slowly. “I heard about Garth’s arrest, so you already know about the drugs.

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