Scream 3: "The Ghost Of Hollywood"

Part 2: Escalation Of Tension

William POV:

Veronica had asked to meet me at the diner, and I couldn't help but wonder what could be so important, especially since I was supposed to be meeting up with Dewey and Gale.

As I walked in, I saw Veronica sitting at a table, her expression filled with concern. "Hey, everything okay?" I asked, taking a seat across from her.

Veronica let out a sigh and said, "I need to tell you something." She held something in her hands and continued, "Do you remember when I dropped you off at the military school after the Windsor college incident?"

"Of course I remember," I replied, feeling puzzled.

Veronica cleared her throat and continued, "But before we arrived, we had a moment in the car..."

I chuckled softly. "Yeah, I remember. What's on your mind?"

She placed a photo of an adorable kid on the table. I took a closer look, then looked up at her. "What's his name?"

Veronica smiled. "Wyatt. I thought you'd like that."

I traced my finger over the photo. "Why didn't you tell me we have a son together?"

"I didn't want to jeopardize your military prospects. I wanted you to have a good career," she explained, leaning back in her chair.

"Where is he now if you're here?" I asked, growing concerned.

Veronica sighed. "It was tough. My father disowned me, but then your father stepped in. He proposed that until I could support myself, he would take care of our son."

As Veronica spoke, her phone rang, and her expression shifted as she answered the call. It was clear from her face that it was bad news.

"We need to go," she said, grabbing her bag. "There's been another murder."

I got up and followed her out as we headed towards Sunrise Studios.

Upon arriving at the studio, I joined Dewey and Gale to discuss the situation and figure out our next steps, knowing that things were only going to get more complicated.

Roman lamented, "All I ever wanted to do was make a real classic love story. The studio said they'd let me, but I had to do a scary movie for them first. Now we're shut down, and I am in trouble!"

Jennifer scoffed, "Come on, Roman, it's not the end of the world."

"That's easy for you to say," Roman snapped back. "You can always go back to must-see TV. I have no movie. I'm about to turn 30, and it looks like I'm the next target."

Dewey, concerned, asked, "What makes you say that?"

Roman produced a trophy with the head broken off. "Do you think this wasn't a message?"

I added, "Or that your career is in trouble," blowing out a puff of smoke and earning a mean glare from Roman.

Detective Wallace called out, "Roman Bridger?"

"What?" Roman responded.

Detective Wallace and Kincaid walked over, and Kincaid asked, "Mr. Bridger, you didn't tell us you spoke with Sarah Darling before she was murdered."

Confused, Roman inquired, "Spoke with her? When?"

"The guard said she was here for a meeting with you," Kincaid replied.

"What meeting? I don't-" Roman began.

Wallace cut him off, accusing, "We spoke to her roommate. She says you called Sarah and told her to come to the studio." He continued, "The roommate answered the phone. She says it was you."