Lights, Camera … by J F Juzwik

The director sighed.  Already had a buyer for his usual fare, and now this happens.  One hundred thou offered to make a snuff?  An actual, honest-to-fucking snuff film?  The order’s from some big-name actor, so the money’s real enough.  The actor’s rep let Clyde look at it in his briefcase.  Let him feel it up […]