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weren’t satisfied. They were very pushy.
    â€œFollow-up they called it. Listen, kid,” I was convinced the director had been drinking. “I can’t imagine what they’re going to ask me, but someone has suggested the man was murdered. Murdered. Understand?”
    I understood. The man hadn’t been dead twenty-four hours and the murder angle seemed to have taken over.
    â€œDid that appear to you to be a murder? You were right next to me. You watched the entire scenario, didn’t you? My story isthat Jason Londell didn’t follow directions, and I never instructed him to jump. Am I missing something here? That’s what happened, right?”
    â€œYes, sir.”
    â€œHe was up there with the camera guy and two grips. Hell, I was seventy feet below. I didn’t notice anything strange until he came out of the sky. Am I right? Come on, you know I am.”
    The pitch of his voice rose as he spoke, and I detected a real concern. He was begging for confirmation.
    â€œYou are. You’re right.” Saying the same things I had said to James and Amber. Roberts was obviously very shook up.
    â€œYou were standing there, remember? I gave him specific directions. Three times he was to run the route. Three times. Then he was to jump onto the bag. Tell me you remember it like that.”
    â€œMr. Roberts, Randy, it’s what I heard.” I didn’t know what else to say. “I’ve been through these interrogations before. They’re just trying to be very thorough. Don’t worry about it.”
    I wasn’t so sure myself. Maybe they thought Roberts had something to do with the death.
    â€œAll right.” He let out a slow breath as if relieved that I was going to tell the whole truth, nothing but the truth, so help me God. “Listen, if I get into a jam, I may ask you to repeat that.”
    â€œExcuse me, but what kind of a jam could you get into?” Was I dealing with a criminal? Wouldn’t be the first time.
    â€œWhen the cops asked me for the interview,” he paused and took a deep breath, “they said something that bothered me.”
    â€œWhat was that?”
    â€œThe officer who called said, ‘Since you were the last one to talk to him.’”
    â€œ
I
heard what you said. How could that be a problem?”
    â€œYou never know. I was involved in an overdose case in L.A. several years ago where a girl died. Reality TV star was shootingup. I was the wrangler, basically herding the talent. Glorified babysitter that job.”
    â€œAnd?”
    â€œI should have been watching her more closely. Girl by the name of Audrey Love. I’d been in her trailer about half an hour before she went down, and those L.A. cops laid on me for two days. Two days, Moore. They were bound and determined to make me a culprit. If the police think there’s a case, they go after anyone in the immediate vicinity. Firsthand experience. I’ve seen it in person.” He paused. “Took me a while to get another job after that. This isn’t an easy racket.”
    â€œI told you, Randy. I heard exactly what you said.”
    â€œThanks, kid. It may be nothing, but I just wanted to make sure I remembered what happened. Got a little shook up about the way that scene ended. Never, ever saw it coming, you know.”
    Randy Roberts wasn’t the only one who’d been shaken.
    He hung up and as I pocketed my cell phone, it rang again.
    â€œYeah?” I answered without checking the number.
    â€œJames?”
    â€œNo, this is Skip, Amber. Skip Moore.”
    â€œOh. Listen, I just heard something that came down from the coroner’s office. I’ve got a friend who knows someone.”
    I knew it. She was trying to drag us deeper into this mess, trying to prove her sister murdered Jason Londell.
    â€œAnd what did they tell you? This friend who knows someone?”
    â€œApparently, they found a foreign substance in