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Mitchell shot a glance her way. “Someone is trying to kill you?”
Nash explained the damaged props and explosives that destroyed her trailer.
Londyn set her coffee cup back in the cupholder to prevent it from spilling. Her hand shook too much from the anger burning through her. “And now, they’ve attacked my horse.”
“That’s some serious shit,” Mitchell said. “Are you sure you want me to take you back to the movie set? Sounds too dangerous to me.”
“I’m going back,” she said, her jaw tight, her nostrils flaring. “Now that my horse is safe at home, it’s game on. I’ll find who’s responsible, and I promise I’ll make them pay.”
Londyn spent the remainder of the drive to the film location in brooding silence, planning all the ways she’d hurt the person making her life and horse’s life miserable.
When Nash offered her a burrito, she declined. Her stomach was roiling at the thought of someone drugging her horse.
Thankfully, she had enough time on the drive to cool down. By the time they reached the movie set, her heart rate had returned to normal, but her determination to find and destroy the person behind the attacks was set in stone.
When Mitchell pulled into the parking area, the sun had risen, and people were already at work, manning cameras, adjusting lighting and positioning props.
Londyn dropped down from the truck and shook hands with Mitchell. “Thank you for all your help. If you’re ever in my area of Montana, my door is always open to you,” she said. “I’d love to have you visit.”
“I hope you find the snake in the grass,” Mitchell said.
Londyn’s eyes narrowed. “Oh, we will.”
Mitchell glanced toward the set. “The ground should dry within a couple of days. I’ll see you when they come to shoot the cattle drive.” He climbed into his truck and lowered the window. “I look forward to seeing your movie. I can’t wait to say I knew you when.” He grinned, pulled out of the parking area and headed back to his ranch.
Londyn squared her shoulders and marched toward the set.
The cameras were positioned around the barn. Director Haynes stepped back, out of view of their lenses, and yelled, “Action!”
Craig and Troy acted out the fight scene Londyn’s character Lana was supposed to break up.
Julia Banes burst onto the scene in Londyn’s costume, her black curls straightened. Dark foundation makeup covered her face and hands.
Londyn strode into the middle of the scene, at which point the director yelled, “Cut!”
“Oh, sorry,” she said, touching her fingers to her lips. “Were you filming?”
“Damn right, we were,” Haynes groused. “Why are you here? I thought you quit.”
Londyn gave him a tight smile. “If I quit, you’ll know I quit because I would tell you.”
Haynes, brow furrowed. “What else was I do believe? I was told you quit yesterday.”
“Who told you that I quit?” Londyn asked.
Haynes looked around as if trying to remember. His gaze landed on Craig and Julia. He frowned at them. “You two were the last ones to get back from the T-Bar-M Ranch. It was you who told me she wasn’t coming back, wasn’t it?”
Craig frowned. “Yes. Julia was the last person to talk with Miss Tyler-Lovejoy as they were leaving yesterday morning. She was shocked that Londyn changed her mind at the last minute and said she wouldn’t be coming back to the set and that she wanted us to let you know.” He shook his head. “I was shocked as well after Londyn told me that she planned to come back after she got her horse home. I was going by what Julia said. What reason would she have to lie?”
Julia’s eyes widened. “I wasn’t lying. I swear Londyn told me she’d changed her mind. Maybe I heard her wrong, but I thought that’s what she’d said.”
Londyn shook her head. “Our last conversation was you telling me our director called to let us know we’d be on a three-day hiatus to let the sets dry out. I specifically said I could be available as soon as they started filming again. Nowhere in anything I said did I say I was quitting.”
Julia raised her hands, palms up. “I’m sorry if I got the message confused.”
Director Haynes glared at both actresses. “I don’t care who said what. Time is money, and we’re burning through both.” He pointed to Julia. “Give the costume to Londyn.”
“She has no acting experience,” Julia said. “The only reason she’s here is because she’s Dana Tyler’s daughter.”
