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Clarkson had had a measure of success in movies, television and commercials, appearing in such TV shows as "Three's Company," "Wings," "Hotel," "Night Court" and "The A-Team."
The high point may have been her lead role in the 1985 Roger Corman movie "Barbarian Queen" and its sequel, which became cult favorites and won her a coterie of fans.
Clarkson, a Southern California native, never stopped hoping for the break that would make her famous. Toward that end, she rarely tired of making contacts.
In 2002, Clarkson turned 40 -- the witching hour for Hollywood actresses. As the year drew to an end, she'd been ground down by money worries, and was forced to borrow from friends. To one she confided in an e-mail that "I am going to tidy up my affairs and chuck it, cuz it's really all too much for just one girl to bear anymore."
The friend wrote off her dramatic pronouncement as "normal actress behavior."
Clarkson's financial worries lifted when she landed the job at the House of Blues on Jan. 14, 2003. She was hired as a hostess in the Foundation Room, a members-only seating area.
The nightclub work left her days free for auditions and writing. She insisted on seeing the silver lining behind a job that, in part, required her to check for members' wristbands. "I am going to meet people," she told a friend. "They will remember that I am here and it might get me another job."
A Soft Popping Sound
Once again, Adriano De Souza was waiting, now in the motor court at the mansion's rear foyer entrance.
Shortly after Spector and Clarkson had disappeared into the mansion, a glaring Spector came out the back door, retrieved his portable DVD player and went back into the house.
For the next two hours, De Souza played with the navigation system in the Mercedes. He listened to the radio. He dozed. A fountain gurgled nearby.
Around 5 a.m., De Souza heard a soft popping sound. He got out, saw nothing amiss, and returned to the Mercedes.
A minute or two later, Spector appeared at the back door. De Souza leaped out of the car.
Spector was dressed as he had been all evening. Now, however, he was holding his right arm across his body, pointing a revolver off to the side. De Souza, from about 5 feet away, saw blood on the back of Spector's hand.
"I think I killed somebody," Spector told him.
De Souza peered to the left of Spector. Through the doorway, he saw legs stretched out. He moved farther to the left and saw Clarkson's body, half on, half off a chair.
"What happened, sir?"
Spector shrugged and rolled his eyes.
"I don't know," he said.
A Familiar Call
The high point may have been her lead role in the 1985 Roger Corman movie "Barbarian Queen" and its sequel, which became cult favorites and won her a coterie of fans.
Clarkson, a Southern California native, never stopped hoping for the break that would make her famous. Toward that end, she rarely tired of making contacts.
In 2002, Clarkson turned 40 -- the witching hour for Hollywood actresses. As the year drew to an end, she'd been ground down by money worries, and was forced to borrow from friends. To one she confided in an e-mail that "I am going to tidy up my affairs and chuck it, cuz it's really all too much for just one girl to bear anymore."
The friend wrote off her dramatic pronouncement as "normal actress behavior."
Clarkson's financial worries lifted when she landed the job at the House of Blues on Jan. 14, 2003. She was hired as a hostess in the Foundation Room, a members-only seating area.
The nightclub work left her days free for auditions and writing. She insisted on seeing the silver lining behind a job that, in part, required her to check for members' wristbands. "I am going to meet people," she told a friend. "They will remember that I am here and it might get me another job."
A Soft Popping Sound
Once again, Adriano De Souza was waiting, now in the motor court at the mansion's rear foyer entrance.
Shortly after Spector and Clarkson had disappeared into the mansion, a glaring Spector came out the back door, retrieved his portable DVD player and went back into the house.
For the next two hours, De Souza played with the navigation system in the Mercedes. He listened to the radio. He dozed. A fountain gurgled nearby.
Around 5 a.m., De Souza heard a soft popping sound. He got out, saw nothing amiss, and returned to the Mercedes.
A minute or two later, Spector appeared at the back door. De Souza leaped out of the car.
Spector was dressed as he had been all evening. Now, however, he was holding his right arm across his body, pointing a revolver off to the side. De Souza, from about 5 feet away, saw blood on the back of Spector's hand.
"I think I killed somebody," Spector told him.
De Souza peered to the left of Spector. Through the doorway, he saw legs stretched out. He moved farther to the left and saw Clarkson's body, half on, half off a chair.
"What happened, sir?"
Spector shrugged and rolled his eyes.
"I don't know," he said.
A Familiar Call
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