Duane Foley thought shooting movie star Bunny Nichol's
glamorous Hollywood party was going to be just another job.
All the A-listers will be there, of course: Rock Hudson and
Doris Day, not to mention Bunny herself and her current
Argentine playboy, Tito Acevedo. And Duane's being paid up
front, not working on spec like he usually does. (He's still
smarting over having gotten that shot of Jack Kennedy and
Marilyn all lovey-dovey over dinner, only to have a pair of
goons tackle him in the parking lot and smash his camera.)
Bunny's party is about what Duane expects—too many beautiful
people, too much alcohol, Bunny's 15-year-old daughter
looking too grown up—but what he doesn't expect is the shot
he gets at the end of the night: a dead body. Nor does he
expect to be left with an unsettling question: Is getting
the shot his lucky break, or is he being played?
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