Video Kill by Joanne Fluke

Video Kill by Joanne Fluke

Author:Joanne Fluke
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Kensington Publishing Corp.
Published: 2013-03-21T23:00:00+00:00


Tony sighed in exasperation. This was the fourteenth take and the scene still didn’t work.

All three of Tony’s actors wore disgruntled expressions as they sat up on the bed and separated.

“Maybe if you let Bobby take over with the camera and you crawled in here?”

There was a wistful expression on Tina’s face, but Tony ignored it. The girls were always trying to put the make on him, and he’d been firm about ignoring their advances.

“Forget it, Tina. I told you before, I’m a happily married man. What’s the matter with you two girls today? Tina, you’re just lying there like a board. Lick your lips or tremble with desire or something. And the same goes for you, Ginger. You’re both supposed to go crazy with passion when you catch sight of Bobby.”

“Go crazy with passion over that?” Tina flicked her finger, and Bobby quickly covered himself with the sheet. “Don’t be ridiculous, Tony. I’m not that good of an actress and neither is Ginger.”

“You can’t blame me for that.” Bobby frowned at the girls. “They act about as sexy as dead kittens.”

“Okay, okay, stop blaming each other and concentrate on your lines. Bobby, try to be convincing. Think about something else if the girls don’t turn you on. And girls? If Bobby doesn’t come through, pretend. This scene isn’t going to be much of a turn-on when you two look like you’re going to the dentist.”

“The dentist?” Ginger laughed. “Now that’s sexy, Tony. Did you know those chairs tip all the way back? One time, when I was the only patient in his office, my dentist . . .”

“Let’s take a break.” Tony interrupted what he knew would be a long, raunchy story and pulled a crumpled pack of cigarettes from his pocket. This afternoon he was wearing a mustard-yellow T-shirt that said AUTO EROTICISM DOES NOT MEAN I’M IN LOVE WITH MY CAR. ”Anybody else want a cigarette?”

“Tina and I brought our own. You don’t mind, do you?” Ginger reached out and grabbed Tony’s lighter. “This is a great lighter, Tony. I’ve seen them in the stores, but I never had the chance to try one before.”

Tony watched as Ginger held the end of the hand-rolled cigarette to the little notch on his lighter. Almost immediately the distinctive musky-sweet odor of marijuana filled the small motel room. Tony wasn’t wild about the idea of his cast smoking pot while they were working, but maybe it would help. It seemed that everything was going wrong today.

“Tony? Have a hit.”

Even though he shook his head, Ginger passed the joint to him. He took a drag automatically and held the smoke in his lungs. Good grass. Maybe it would knock him out of his depression.

Bobby was telling the girls a joke when Tony stood up and walked to the window. It was growing dark, and there was a steady stream of headlights outside. Sunday night in Los Angeles. Would the Video Killer strike again tonight?

Suddenly Tony wished for open spaces where the



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