Grauman's Chinese Theatre. Cameras were flashing everywhere, hungry fans were chasing celebrities down begging for autographs, and newspaper reporters were looking for the latest in celebrity gossip. Tonight was the premiere of "Prospect Park" directed by the Sebastian Anderson for Redline Pictures.

Joaquin Walker played an old man in the film who lived and spent most of his life in the park. The critics were already saying this was one of the best films of the decade and Joaquin Walker's best role in his career. Joaquin Walker left the Theatre with two beautiful women one on each arm and entered into a black 1929 Lincoln model L.

"Driver take me to the Beverly Hills hotel please."

"Yes, sir."

They drove down Hollywood boulevard and Joaquin Walker was busy talking to the two women and reflecting about his life. He had come a long way from waiting tables in New York. A copy of the LA times was in the car and he was shocked at the headline which read "JANE BRIGGS DEAD AT 27!" Joaquin Walker was a former lover of Jane's and even proposed to her once but she declined saying that she wasn't ready to settle down and get married.

"I miss Jane. Her passing was tragic drugs could you believe that? Just when you think you know some people. She was the love of my life but then she ran off."

The driver made a left turn and Joaquin asked where they were going.

"Excuse me driver, this isn't the way to the hotel."

"I thought we'd take the scenic route...to the bottom of the ocean."

The driver smiled and sped up at was at this point that Joaquin noticed that this wasn't his regular driver but a big fat man and Joaquin and the two women started screaming.

"Who the fuck are you? What do you want money?"

"I'm sending a message. Wayne Fisher was warned it looks like he didn't take my warning seriously maybe this will."

Bartolo drove the car to the Santa Monica pier and sped up he managed to jump out of the car in time to watch it fall into the water. He dusted himself off and walked away.