3 | IN YOUR CORNER

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YOU SEEM TO THINK A LOT OF GALE.





"COME ON," Gale said to Imani, nodding to the side door leading into the closed Stab 3 set

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"COME ON," Gale said to Imani, nodding to the side door leading into the closed Stab 3 set. Imani thought it was pretty sloppy to have every other entrance guarded but not a so-easily accessible one like the door she and Gale snuck through. It wasn't very safe, in her opinion.

It was Imani's first time sneaking somewhere that she wasn't supposed to be, which excited her. She dressed for the part in baggy black jeans with rips in the knees and a black tank top. She also had some white sneakers on — Gale was in heels, which made no sense to Imani. There was a murderer on the loose. What if they needed to run?

Not that Imani actually thought she was going to come across Cotton's killer. She knew she wasn't a target, which was comforting.

As the two women entered the set, Gale looked around with wide eyes, taking in their surroundings.

"Jesus," she muttered. "Deja voodoo."

"Is this really what Woodsboro looked like?" Imani whispered, not wanting to draw attention to them.

"It's eery how accurate this is," Gale told her, shaking her head. Then she reached inside her bright yellow purse that had a hidden camera inside, it pointed through the subtle hole cut in the side of the fabric so that she could document everything secretly. "We need to keep a low profile—"

"Gale Weathers!" someone exclaimed.

Imani nearly laughed as they turned and spotted Jennifer Jolie, the actress who had portrayed Gale in the first two Stab movies. She had her wig on and was in a lime green, ugly pantsuit. But it was clearly a good costume given that Gale was in a bright yellow pantsuit.

"Shit," Gale huffed as Jennifer and her bodyguard came closer.

"Oh, my god! I — Listen, I - I - I know we've never met," Jennifer stuttered nervously, "and I don't mind you never returning my calls, but I have to tell you, after two films, I feel like I am in your mind."

Gale just kept walking as she sighed in annoyance. "Well, that would explain my constant headaches."

Realizing she wasn't going to be civil, Jennifer flipped her hair over her shoulder and walked in step with her, raising her nose, unimpressed. "You know, I'm sorry things didn't work out on Sixty Minutes Two. But Total Entertainment, that's a pretty good fallback."

"Thank you. I'm sorry that things didn't work out with Brad Pitt... but being single, that's a pretty good fallback," Gale shot back, making Imani snicker, earning a glare from Jennifer.

"Gives me more time for my work," she said, coming to a stop. "After all, Gale Weathers, you're such a complex character."

"Oh, and to be played by an actress with such depth and range," she sneered.

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