The senior police inspector really didn’t like film people.
He disliked it when they dug up his favorite children’s playground during shooting; even more, he hated them when another member of the film crew died.
There was only one thing worse than that death on the set: it was the third one.
The last tragedy looked like an accident. An old wooden suspended gondola, in which the unfortunate person was, collapsed onto a rocky shoreline. He died on the spot.
For the third time in three months, the senior inspector Gomez was wrenched from his rightful peaceful sleep, forced to deal with the affairs of this motley group of actors, producers, and technicians.