8
They arrived at the theater at a little past ten. Hulda stood on the curb with his face a mask of smiles hiding a layer of tension. "Mr. Lupe!" he greeted the actor as he stepped out of the limo. "I was so worried you weren't coming today!"
Al checked his watch. "We're only three minutes late."
"But Mr. Welles has been asking for you for quite some time," Hulda informed them as he led Paul inside. "He wants to do one of the most vital scenes today."
"What? The one where everyone gets paid?" Una quipped.
Hulda chuckled. "Very funny, miss! Very funny! Now let's hurry or Mr. Welles will be in an even greater fit."
That was hard to imagine as they walked into the house. The director paced the front of the stage like a hungry tiger. His hands were clasped behind his back and
