× 4:38AM × Formaldehyde. Water. Ten milligrams of wolfsbane. That should be enough. Jenson stood next to the door and made sure no one else would find the girl in here.He checked the big padlocks again. As utter silence filled the basement, he ran up the narrow stairs. He didn't have the right kind of embalming fluid for a deceased human body. For now he had to improvise. The situation called for it.Preserving the poor girl's corpse for at least half a day would give him more time to think. He needed to come up with the best plan of action. Darren was pretty much out of it. Shell-shocked. The idiot wouldn't be able to come up with a good plan to address their current conundrum. His current mental state might even cause another problem.But at least Darren sobered up enough to keep his piehole shut all night. "Pezzo di merda." Jenson sighed out loud as he trudged b
× Shooting was still weeks away, the bosses said.Her supervisor told her the first episodes of the show's next season would be shot outside of Hollywood, as originally planned by the showrunners. According to him, it would require some adjustment due to the location change, but Jessi could already feel the daily grind mentality kicking in as the day progressed. She had just met the entire cast of the famous TV series.They were funny, charismatic, fun to be around but also took their job seriously. The official photo shoot for the promotional materials and the cast interviews lasted only five and a half hours instead of eight hours, because the entire cast had been so adept and professional during the whole shoot. The photographers and the creative team did not have any trouble working with them at all.Except for her, because she had to take on the responsibilities of her co-w
× "Hey, Jess." "Hi. How's the vacay?" Jessi asked her newfound friend over the phone. A tiring day at work forced her into the bathtub, wherein she was about to treat her tired muscles to at least half an hour of warm bubble bath. Kel just called her out of the blue, and after they hung out the other day, Jessi wanted to catch up and ask about Kel's short vacation with her boyfriend here in Los Angeles. "Good so far," Kel replied, her tone pleasant as always. "Enzo's really, um, pulling out all the stops." "Sweet." Jessi smiled to herself. "Glad you're both enjoying the time off." She turned on the faucet and set the water temperature to warm. The unit she was renting lacked space, but at least the bathroom had a tub and a shower with hot water. Good enough for a single woman. "Yeah. Me too. He's been so...attentive and hands-on it's starting to drive me nuts." Kel forced a laugh.
× The question was not one he was prepared for—nor did he have a proper alibi on hand for the man standing in front of him now. Jenson hesitated for a second, although he knew his uncle only wanted a straight answer from him. "Come on in." He opened the front door wider to let Magnus in before the man lost any more of his patience. When did Magnus find out about the girl? No one else but Darren knew about the incident. It would be fair to assume that Darren failed to keep his trap shut—again—and spilled the whole thing to Magnus and Evie. Darren just couldn't get his shit together. The idiot. "Welcome back." Jenson wore a warm smile for his unexpected guest. His nerves were acting up now that Magnus was right in front of him, but the situation was still under control. For now. He shouldn't bother covering up Darren's most recent shenanigan. Jenson gritted his teeth. He should just tell his uncle the whole truth. It wasn't like he could lie to Magnus, and definitely not to his
× "Thatbad, huh?" Jenson got up from the bed and shook his head in dismay, feeling like absolute crap after glancing at the naked woman under the covers. She looked as if she'd rather undergo a tooth extraction procedure than spend another waking moment with him. Now she was ignoring him and checking emails. Perfect. Great way to start off the day. He put on his sweatpants and let out a lengthy sigh, eager to show her his disappointment. Jenson glanced at his fiancée one more time while ignoring the torn pieces of clothing strewn all over the bedroom carpet. The huge carpet was a Persian rug, an engagement gift from his future in-laws: the van den Hovens. They came from a noble lineage with mostly purebloods in their family tree. That included Charmaine. He'd always thought she was beautiful and deserved the best in life, the best career opportunities, the best husband, and a grea
× "Why aren't you pickin' up? I called ten times." "Don't even start." Jenson ignored his co-star's frown and resumed studying his lines. With how Darren was acting lately—ignoring his advice and keeping secrets from him again—calling Darren his 'friend' would be a stretch. So yeah. They'd keep it just professional and not so friendly this time. That ought to teach the guy a lesson or two. "You're upset 'cause I called Evie?" Oh great. Now the idiot wanted to ruin his morning with a pointless argument, when they should be busy preparing for the hours of work they got on schedule this week. Jenson restrained a sigh as he pretended to read through the rest of his lines. The director and UM would be expecting them to be early on set this week. Yet instead of reading the script and rehearsing his lines, Darren was wasting his time with an issue they should've talked over days ago. "She's the only family I got, Joss. The only one who gives a shit about me." "Don't use that card." J
× "What d'you want?" Jenson ignored the grim look on his friend's face the moment he stepped into Darren's trailer. He glanced outside. Coast clear. He shut the door and locked it to make sure privacy wasn't going to be an issue. Perks of being one of the lead stars in a big-budget TV show: a personal trailer complete with amenities and a spacious bed for each of them. Darren sat on his trailer bed with his copy of today's script on his lap, his medium-length hair restrained by a neat man-bun. His dark beard appeared thicker than last time, while his fist on his thigh clenched. "Before we even begin this talk..." Jenson sighed and ignored his friend's deep scowl. They hadn't talked in days. Probably why the guy was still pissed. "Gotta be sure you're gonna tell me nothing but the complete honest truth." Darren scoffed and resumed reading the copy of the script,&nbs
× "Zach's not coming." "He's busy looking for that girl, Ramona." "He got a call from the girl's mom." "The petite blonde at the party. You seen her recently?" Those were just some of the gossiping Jessi had been hearing all morning. It raised suspicions but didn't particularly pique her interest. Not as much as their boss not being around today. Instead of focusing on their jobs to do on this important first day of shooting, the makeup team had been gossiping about their boss and a young woman named "Ramona". No one familiar to her, although Jessi couldn't help but listen in to her colleagues gossiping during their cigarette and coffee break. Apparently, Zach and Ramona were friends and workmates before, and the two lived in the same town before Zach moved to LA. What Jessi couldn't figure out was why they said the girl was reportedly missing. Hence Zac