“I’m awake, I’m awake. On the job all the time, yessir! What can I do for you?”
Nancy couldn’t help smiling at the wizened old man. He wore red suspenders, which held up a pair of baggy gray pants, and he was covered with as much dust as everything else in the room. Nancy would have almost believed that he had been sleeping there uninterrupted for years.
“Sorry, I must have opened the wrong door,” she said, apologizing.
“Oh, it’s good to have a little company,” the man said. “This week has been just kitchen stuff and living room knickknacks, day after day. I’ve been sitting here reading my paper all week without seeing a soul.”
“But wasn’t the assistant director in here just a moment ago?” Nancy said.
“Who? Lillian? Nah, haven’t seen Lillian in ages. The only time she ever came into the prop room was to complain that a butcher knife didn’t look sharp enough. I had to put a little oil on it to give it that threatening gleam when the camera panned in on it. That’s an old prop man’s trick, you know.”
“Achoo!” Nancy couldn’t help sneezing again. “Are you sure no one was in here earlier?” she asked again, persisting.
“Absolutely one hundred percent, young lady. And nobody gets anything by me.”
That’s what you think, Nancy thought as she said goodbye to the prop man. As she stepped back into the corridor and made her way to Rick’s dressing room, Nancy’s mind was in a whirl. Maybe one of the fans from the tour group had tampered with the klieg light. She supposed it was possible. But even so, something funny was definitely going on. What had Lillian been doing in the prop room? And why was she so hostile? Nancy was determined to find out. And that meant she had to get onto the set again the next day and do some more checking around.
Here I am, she said to herself as she turned a corner and saw the familiar door with the star on it. Wait till I tell Bess what I found!
A moment later, after a quick knock, she threw open the door, smiling broadly. What she saw made her stop dead. Bess was in Rick’s arms, and they looked about a split second away from a kiss too steamy for TV!
Chapter Five
“ N ANCY!” B ESS CRIED , awkwardly trying to disentangle herself from rick’s embrace.
Nancy looked from a blushing Bess to Rick and back, “I’m sorry to interrupt, but—”
“It’s not what you think!” Bess said, interrupting her as she tossed her blond hair over her shoulder and straightened her collar. “Rick just asked me to help him rehearse, that’s all.”
“She’s very talented,” Rick said, putting his arm around Bess’s waist and drawing her closer.
“Well, I just came to tell you that Pappas closed the set to all visitors,” Nancy said, looking at Bess.
But Bess wasn’t about to let anything ruin her day. “Nancy, you’ll never guess what Rick has offered to do!”
“It’s really nothing,” Rick said, protesting.
“Nothing?” Bess replied, her eyes dancing with excitement. “You call taking me all over the city in a limousine nothing?”
“Well, I already have the limousine.” Rick shrugged modestly.
“He’s going to give me a personal tour of the city on Saturday! Would you believe he’s never been on top of the Empire State Building?”
“How can you live in New York and not visit the Empire State Building?” Nancy asked.
“Actually, a lot of New Yorkers have never been there,” he explained. “We always say we’re going to go someday, but somehow we never get around to it. It’ll be a real treat for me.”
Bess continued to gaze at the handsome TV star. Nancy couldn’t help worrying that her friend might be getting in over her head.
“Bess, aren’t you forgetting that Rick might be in danger? I don’t know if it’s such a great idea for you to be alone with him, you know.”
“Don’t be silly!” Rick laughed, wiping his makeup off with a thick cloth. “I can take care of both of us. Listen, I’ve