His Silent Vengeance: A Director's Redemption

ng to me, a phantom reminder of t

, I clutched onto the last hope: an experime

the guy behind the scenes, but I

' d trained and paid for, walked in. My "litt

tthew. He needs his looks. He's a leading man, Andr

tepping stone for the charming star she was infatuated with. Despite my pleas, she left. Hours later,

ing to. My last thought was of her face, twisted with devotion fo

jolted

year before the fire. A stunt had just gone wrong. And there was Matthew, playing the h

hings would