stages.â
âYou know, Iâm still having a hard time figuring out exactly what it is you do,â I said.
He smiled. âSo what do you want to know about Laura?â
Holloway gave me the same version of the story that her mother had. The sanitized one. Laura was a beautiful person. Laura was so happy. Laura was a saint. Laura had so much to look forward to. Nothing about drugs or depression or any imperfections in the little fairytale world theyâd created about her.
âHow did you meet her?â I asked.
âShe hit me.â
âShe hit you?â
He laughed. âI know it sounds kind of strange, but thatâs what happened. I was crossing the street on Rodeo Drive in Los Angeles when a car hit me. I was knocked to the ground, but not really hurt. When I looked up, the driver was standing over me. It was Laura Marlowe. I thought I was dreaming. Once she knew I was all right, she was so grateful she offered to buy me lunch. I guess it was just fate, because we really hit it offâand, of course, we fell in love.â
âHow long after that were you married?â
âVery soon.â
âWere you happy together?â
âDeliriously so.â
Laura Marlowe didnât sound too happy to me at the end, but I didnât say anything.
âWe had such wonderful plans together,â he said, his eyes tearing up now. âFor her career, for a family, for a real life outside Hollywood. But she never got the chance. That bastardâwhoever it was, Ray Janson or someone elseâkilled her. For me, it was like the JFK assassination. Those few seconds changed history and changed me forever. Iâve had a lot of good things happen to me since then, but Iâd trade them all to spend just a few seconds with Laura again. She was so special. But she was gone so quickly. And nothing can ever change that now.â
I asked him about the shooting. He gave me an account thatwas similar to the one Iâd read in the police report. âIâd left the party and gone back to the hotel to look for Laura,â he said. âI just got out of my cab when I heard the gunshot and saw Laura lying on the ground. SomeoneâI always assumed it was Janson, but I never got a good look at the faceâwas standing over her with a gun in their hand, then ran away. I went to Lauraâs side, and held her and tried to comfort her until the ambulance arrived. She couldnât speak, she just looked up at me with these sad eyes. She died shortly afterward.â
I checked my notes from the interview with the mother to see if there was anything else I needed to ask him.
âDid you know Lauraâs father?â I asked.
He made a face. âYes, I sure did.â
âYou didnât like him?â
âHe abandoned Laura when she was just a little girl. Ran off and left her and Beverly on their own. Then he shows up after she becomes a big star and tries to act like heâs her father again. Trying to get his hands on some of her money, Iâm sure.â
âWhat did Laura say about him?â
âShe never talked to me about her father. I guess it was too painful. He apparently did things to her when she was a child. Things that, well . . . bad things. Maybe she still remembered them, maybe they were in her subconscious somewhere. That guy was bad news.â
âSo why was he still in her life at the end? Even at the hospital on the night Laura died?â
Holloway looked pained. âThat was such a terrible night. Beverly wasnât there and I was . . . well, I donât remember a lot. I was pretty shaken up by what happened. But when Beverly came back, she made sure Valentine was out of the picture for good.â
âIs he still alive?â
âI donât know.â
âGot any idea where I might go looking for him?â
Holloway suddenly realized where I was headed with this.
âMy God, do you think
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