“Yeah, she wanted to know what was up, I told her it was a surprise. Didn’t seem like she was gonna come at first but I lined it up for ten. I’ll pick her up and bring her down. How are you gonna signal me to have her go through the door?”
“I’ll call you. I’ll let it ring once and hang up. Just put your phone on vibrate so she doesn’t get suspicious.”
“Good idea. Okay I’ll be there at ten on the dot. I’ll take her to the room next door and wait for you signal. I sure hope this works out Alex. There’s something I should have mentioned, she’s – “
“Alex, stop worrying man, it’ll be fine. Just have her there at ten. As soon as the scene starts I’ll give the signal and you send her through the door.”
Jarrod hung up and went out for a beer with some friends. Tomorrow was going to be great day. He was going to make movie history! He imagined himself accepting an Oscar one day for his brilliant directing skills.
The next morning he was up early and got down to the set before the others arrived. He arranged the camera at the best angle to shoot the murder scene and when the cameraman came in he told him what was up. As soon as the others arrived he filled them in on the change. They exchanged looks but said nothing.
He had called Ellen the night before and told her they were working on some scenes she wasn’t in and that she wouldn’t be needed till later in the day. No point in telling her what was going on in case she decided to disapprove. Nothing was going to get in the way of his plan.
At nine-thirty they did some warm-ups. Jarrod kept an eye on his watch. At two minutes to ten he told them to start the scene. He timed it in his mind and rang Alex just as the argument started leading up to the stabbing.
“It’s no use Marion, I know all about the two of you. It’s all been a web of lies! It’s no good, I can’t go on like this!”
“Howard, for the love of god please drop that knife! No! Don’t come any closer!”
From his hiding place Jarrod saw the door open and in walked a woman who looked a lot like Ellen. She saw the knife plunge into Amy’s chest and the blood spreading over her top. What happened next had Jarrod’s jaw on the floor.
Julie sprang in to action, delivering a spinning back kick to Howard’s knife hand, sending the knife flying across the room. As he screamed in surprise she slammed her knee into his crotch dropping him like a sack of potatoes. The cameraman ran out from behind the blind screaming for her to stop and she delivered a sharp overhand chop to his neck. He retreated howling in pain. As Jarrod sprang from his hiding place she ran to him and slammed her fist into his solar plexus.
Alex came through the door and shouted for her to stop, that the whole thing was a movie shoot in progress. Pumped up on adrenalin as she was Julie stopped short and stared at him with fire in her eyes.
“What? A movie shoot? What kind of sick game is this?”
Jarrod sat up and managed to draw enough breath to tell everyone the day’s shooting was done and then collapsed onto his back.
Alex surveyed the carnage and looked at Jarrod. “I tried to tell you last night what I remembered Jarrod. Julie is a martial arts instructor.”
“Stupid bastards!” Julie turned on her heel and marched out of the room.