“I think so,” he said. “But Violet, whoever tampered with the circuit breaker meant business. We need to call Chief Plewicki and tell her what happened.”

“Do you think whoever damaged the circuit breaker did it to get to Robbie?” Lindsey asked. The coincidence was just too much.

Violet and Ian both looked worried and Lindsey knew that was her answer.

“But why would someone want to stab him?” Lindsey said. “I mean I understand that he puts some people off, but to cut him, I mean, that’s . . . well . . . scary.”

“It’s worse than that, I’m afraid,” Violet said.

“What do you mean?” Lindsey asked.

“We don’t think they meant to just stab him,” Ian said. “We think they planned to murder him.”

12

“Murder?” Lindsey gasped. “Surely it was just a warning of some sort, maybe, from someone who wants to stop the show?”

“Lindsey, you dressed the wound,” Ian said. “If it had been over just a few more inches, it would have been his heart.”

“And the attack wasn’t made using a prop sword, either,” Violet added.

“No,” Lindsey agreed. “That cut was most definitely made by a very sharp blade.”

Violet let out a deep sigh. She crossed one arm over her middle and rested her head on the fingertips of her other hand.

“This is a nightmare,” she said. “I suppose I should call Chief Plewicki.”

“She’ll definitely want to know what’s happening,” Lindsey said. “And Robbie should file a report.”

“Speaking of our favorite thespian, someone should keep an eye on him,” Ian said. He glanced at Lindsey. “Shall I volunteer Sully for the task?”

“Oh, I don’t see that going well,” she said.

“Hey, where did everyone go?” Nancy asked as she and Mary arrived from the hallway with costumes draped over their shoulders. “We were hoping to do some fittings.”

“There was an incident,” Ian said as he moved to stand beside his wife. He put his hand on her shoulder as if to reassure himself that she was okay. “Robbie was cut with a knife.”

“On purpose?” Nancy asked. Her blue eyes were wide as she looked at Violet in horror.

“We suspect so,” Violet said with a nod of her head. “Between the stabbing tonight and the set falling on him the other day, I’d say someone is not too happy with him. Still, I can’t imagine who would—”

“Oh, can’t you?” Ian asked. “How about his wife, Kitty?”

“Or his girlfriend, Lola,” Mary added.

“Harvey Wargus certainly is not a fan,” Nancy said.

“Or Brian Loeb, who seems to think that Robbie slept with his wife,” Lindsey added.