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clearly had ambitions to become an actress, like you. If you were being stalked or someone wanted to hurt you, and they saw Holly, someone very physically similar to you on a dark street outside of your home. They may have killed her by mistake.”
    “Do you have any evidence of anything like that happening or are you guessing?” Arlena asked.
    “Right now that’s just one possible scenario. You have to admit you’re very much in the public eye and have been for years. Unfortunately, being a celebrity brings with it a certain level of negative attention sometimes from some very unstable people. It’s not uncommon for fans to become fixated.” He shrugged, his suit jacket lifting a bit each time he made a point. “And it’s a bit too coincidental in my opinion that a girl who resembles you gets murdered right outside your property. Add to that your run-in with the golf cart yesterday…I’m not saying you’re definitely the target of a killer, but we have to think seriously about your safety in case you are.”
    “Did you say you talked to the cab driver?” Penelope asked.
    “He says he dropped her off outside your neighbor’s gate, then he left to pick up another fare. We searched the car but nothing turned up. His next passenger confirmed the timing. Holly lived on the Lower East Side with her parents and two younger brothers. Good girl, good grades. They’d been letting her audition for plays and commercials, supporting her acting ambitions.”
    “Parents, as in mother and father? How did she come to think she was Arlena’s sister?” Penelope asked.
    “We’re still working on that. She was sixteen and her room was filled with the usual, posters, school collages and pictures. But she had obviously done some research on you and your family.” He nodded at Arlena. “We found hundreds of searches in her computer history for Arlena and Randall Madison, your other siblings and your dad’s various girlfriends. Maybe she was trying to find a link between you and herself or prove something about her past, real or imagined.”
    “Who would want to kill me?” Arlena asked quietly.
    “Think about it. Have you noticed anything out of the ordinary? Anyone acting strangely?”
    Arlena pondered his question for a moment, then shook her head. “Nothing stands out. I’ve been so busy getting ready for this movie I haven’t been out much at all. Just home rehearsing, and my usual routine.”
    “Are you sure? No unusual contact from anyone? It doesn’t have to be negative in nature, maybe someone trying to get in touch with you to figure out your routine?” Joey urged.
    “You mean like a potential stalker?” Arlena asked, shaking her head. “That would be a nightmare. The only stalker I’ve had any contact with wasn’t stalking me, she was stalking Vance.” She cut her eyes sideways at Sam to judge his reaction, who didn’t seem to have any. He continued to draw light circles with his hand on Arlena’s back.
    “Your ex-boyfriend, Vance Reynolds?”
    Arlena nodded. “She was arrested once for climbing over the wall of our house in LA. She ran halfway across the lawn before one of Vance’s security guards tackled her. We weren’t even at the house that week. We were off on the boat together.” Again she glanced guiltily at Sam but he had no reaction. Apparently he wasn’t the jealous type.
    “Her name is Jocelyn Honeywell.” Arlena swiped the iPad in her lap to life again and tapped on Google, searching for images of Vance’s stalker.
    When she handed the iPad to Joey, Penelope saw that over a hundred and fifty images had come up. Most of them were of Vance and Arlena, probably because they had been tagged in the photos.
    “Have you had any contact with Jocelyn since her arrest?” Joey asked, swiping through the images.
    “None. She probably lost any interest she might have had in me after we split. When we broke up that cleared the way for her to be with him.” Arlena smirked. “So why would