147 A LETHAL SECRET IN THE SHADOWS OF GLAMOUR

Renee took a deep breath and cleared her throat as she took the call of her contractor. “Good afternoon, Derek,” she said with a cheerful tone. “Why are you calling me now? If I'm not mistaken, the shoot is in two hours, isn't it?” She questioned. “Yeah,” he said, his voice low. “But… Something happened over here and we need you to come here right now.” “Something happened? Like what?” She questioned, trying not to sound nervous. She heard him sigh over the phone. “It doesn't sound like anything good. I didn't… I didn't lose my job, did I?” Although she knew what he was talking about, she did understand why they would need her to show up immediately. Could they have found out it was me? Why else would they need me to show up there? “No, that's not it,” he said, his voice breaking. “The model that came over for the special shoot was found dead this morning.” Renee gasped. “What? How did it happen? I mean, she was fine yesterday and you saw how she insulted me so how could