(Athena's POV)

This. Freaking. Sucks! Only two days after Chase and I got done with that murder case in Florida, Aunt Eloise sends us to help out this soap opera star, Mattie Jensen. Light of our Love, I think it's called, I know Bess watches it a lot.

Anyway, right now Chase and I are on a plane to New York, Chase was sleeping while I was writing a letter to Nancy.

Dear Nance,

You'll never guess who Chase and I are going to visit in New York. Mattie Jensen, Bess's favorite soap star from Light of our Love. Mattie is renting Aunt Eloise's apartment in New York and after hearing about our last case Mattie called to invite us up here.

According to Mattie, Rick Arlen is getting death threats but won't go to the police. Stupid of him, I know. Now she want's Chase and I to do some investigation work. I wonder who wants to kill him though. Last I checked everyone loved that guy. I have a feeling that there may be more to this case then meets the eye.

Call you soon,

Love Athena.

As soon as I was done with the letter a woman's voice came over the P.A.

"Attention passengers we are about to descend for New York, please fasten your seat belts."

I put the letter in my satchel and started shaking Chase by his shoulder.

"Chase? Chase, wake up! We're about to land." I said.

He groaned and opened his eyes. I couldn't help but smile at his sleeping face and give him a quick kiss.

"Come on sleepy head." I said.

"I'm up babe. I'm up." He said.

As soon as the plane landed we got our luggage and hailed a taxi. First we stopped by the post office so I could mail my letter, then we went to Aunt Eloise's apartment.

I knocked on the door as Chase carried out bags, "Ms. Jensen, it's Athena and Chase!"

"Come on in Athena, the doors open!" Mattie called from inside.

Chase and I walked in, put our bags by the stairs and we went to the living room where we saw Mattie sitting on a chair, probably going over her lines.

She saw us and grinned as we walked in.

"Welcome to New York you two! I'm really glad you could come out here on such short notice." She said.

"It's always nice to come here once in a while. Especially now that we're living with a big soap opera star. Must be pretty exciting work." I said.

"Believe me, it's not all that exciting, with 5 a.m. shoots, a million lines to learn, people all up tight and yelling. And now Rick's getting these death threats!" Mattie said.

"Speaking of which, tell us about these death threats." Chase said.

"Well, for the past month, my co-star, Rick Arlen, has been getting these awful death threats. At first, we all shrugged it off- you get the occasional 'odd' letter in this business. But, then they started to get…weird." Mattie said.

"Weird how?" I asked.

"They're totally bizarre. Not only did he get letters, but somebody sent him a box of poisoned chocolates, a broken watch- and then there's that whole thing with the teleprompter." Mattie said.

"What happened with the teleprompter?" Chase asked.

"Well, I was reading the teleprompter during a scene with Rick. All of a sudden, my lines read, 'You're going to die a horrible death, Rick'. At the time, we all thought it was some sick joke, but nobody admitted to doing it." Mattie said.

"And the letters?" I asked.

"Well, the first one had letters cut out of magazines, you know, like a ransom note? They were all signed by someone named B.T. Kaisuur. Somehow, the news leaked out, and the press totally jumped on them. Then they started getting ugly and twisted." Mattie said.

"What about the chocolates?" I asked.

"Rick's a major chocoholic; his fans and friends are always sending him boxes of candy. But these chocolates were so nasty, Rick spit them out. I've never seen Rick say no to chocolate before." Mattie said.

"Did Rick ever go to the police?" Chase asked.

"No, and that's the problem. No one is taking any of this seriously, especially Rick. He thinks nothing will ever hurt him. Athena, Chase, I'm running late; I need to get to the studio. Hey, why don't you two come over and visit? I'll leave visitor's passes for you two at the security desk." Mattie got up and was about to leave but she stopped and looked at us again, "Oh, before I forget, here's a copy of the house keys. I'm always losing my keys, so I have got plenty of copies. I'll write the studio's address on your map. Just catch a taxicab outside and show him the map. They'll know how to get there."

She gave me the keys and wrote the address on a map Chase had before leaving.

"So, what first babe?" Chase asked.

"Let's take the bags up to our room then go to the studio and talk to Rick and anyone else there." I said.

He nodded, "Alright."