A comedic romp that follows aspiring actors as they take on undercover roles posing as friends, lovers, or family of clients who don’t have any. It’s a steady paycheck, but can these thespians keep their love of drama out of the workplace? Previously… Camilla, Beth and Richard’s new client at Richard’s Private Eye Agency, has gone missing and left a suicide note behind. Beth believes there’s more than what meets the eye to this note. She believes Camilla is alive and well, but in need of help. Will she be able to find Camilla and solve the mystery surrounding the Governor before it’s too late?
A woman emerged from the shadows of the front doorway and cautiously made her way onto the large wraparound porch. She abruptly halted in the center. Pale and with a frail frame, she looked like an ethereal forest queen standing under a canopy of fragmented shadows and sharp shards of sunshine, surrounded by tall potted trees, plants, and brown wicker furniture. Upon closer inspection, it was clear her willowy frame was rocking side-to-side, like a reed caught in the wind.
She crossed her arms and arched her pointed chin high in the air, taking the scene in. Her spine straightened and she stomped her left foot firmly into the floor, as though she was claiming a piece of land, a square of porch wilderness.
Beth knew who this woman was the instant she emerged. They’d never met. In fact, she’d never seen the woman in her life. Yet the face shape and eyes looked so much like her own, and the woman’s long blond hair exactly like the wig she had donned at the Governor’s event, that Beth knew without a doubt she was face-to-face with Samantha Williamson, the Governor’s missing daughter.
Samantha’s eyes grew wide when she saw Beth. Her gaze shifted to the Governor, who was drenched in sweat and almost hyperventilating. “The girl from the pictures?” she sneered quietly, rage spilling across her face. “That’s the girl you hired to impersonate me the other night! To ‘fix’ your problem. You called her here?”
The Governor looked like he might faint. “Of course not,” he replied, pinching the bridge of his nose.
“Then what’s she doing here?” she screamed before turning to Beth. “Are you one of daddy’s fix-it people? Are you here to make everything go away, so he won’t have to face the repercussions of his actions?”
“Go back inside, Samantha,” Governor Williamson shouted. “You don’t know what you’re doing.”
She narrowed her eyes at Beth. “I see what this is. You can’t make me do anything I don’t want to do. Not until he confesses. And I mean confess to everyone.”
Before Beth knew what she was doing, she found herself on the winding porch with Samantha, her hand pressed against the frail girl’s arm. “I promise I’m not going to hurt you. I want to help you.”
“Get down from there,” the governor shrieked. He leaped onto the porch and tore Beth away from Samantha. “Don’t you touch her.” She felt the palpable violence throbbing through the Governor as he nudged her toward the steps. “Get off my property,” he hissed.
Richard’s running steps came up behind her. He rested a reassuring hand on her shoulder. “Let’s all take a deep breath and calm down. Okay?”
The Governor began to push Samantha into the house. She flung her arms into the air and elbowed him in the stomach. He keeled over and howled like a wounded animal.
Out of the corner of her eye, Beth saw a shiny glint of silver. Sure enough, the Governor had pulled out a small pocketknife. The reality of the scene hit her like a torrential hurricane, enveloping her in its pull.
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