Act II: What the Eyes See
Sadly, not even the rich and famous areas of town, in Los Angeles, California, are safe from what I'm called to investigate--death, murder, and the lies wrapped around those. In some ways, the Hollywood Hills--parts of which I call a stars and movie moguls's paradise--isn't what it's cracked up to be for me.
I try to tell that to the kids--the runaways who end up on my streets, the ones who think that by coming to LA, they're going to become stars. Many never listen to me.
I think those kids, whom I've been unable to reach, would change their minds, though, if they ever were with me at certain crime scenes.
As a homicide investigator in tinsel town, I've gotten to meet all kinds of people--from chauffeurs, chefs, maids, and butlers, to the very stars and celebrities whom they serve.
Heck, in my younger years on the job, I had often moonlighted as an industry bodyguard for hire. That extra money had always come in handy. Rubbing shoulders, so to speak, with the celebs, had been cool, too.
However, I guess you can say I've been fortunate, in one regard. That is, I've never met my idol Greg Fanson--the producer of the ten highest-grossing films in the movie industry.
Sure, as I've said, I've come to know other Hollywood insiders, stars, actors, and producers. Unfortunately, though, over the years, some of those meetings had been due to drug situations and homicide investigations--ones in which "insiders" had sometimes been involved.
Greg Fanson and I, though, will never cross paths. I've seen him on television. I've heard his interviews at major entertainment events. I've seen his perfect, entertaining movies-more than once-since Sabrina had been killed. He's too "together" and too much "above" everyone else in Hollywood, to ever fall into my area of police expertise.
Greg Fanson movies have always been my life escape. For fifteen years, they have helped me through days when what had happened to Sabrina gets the better of me. Yes, this master of the celluloid world is my "movie hero." If I ever get the chance to tell him so, I will--without hesitation. Why would I not?
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