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Burt Reynolds was like royalty in Florida. He was born there - depending on who was telling the story - was a football hero, graduated from one of its state universities, and, in 1959, he’d become the first man in space.

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Back in his dressing room, Aaron questioned Orbison again, but there wasn’t much information to be had.

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Outside Dressing Room 17, the Security Chief straightened his tie and smoothed out the wrinkles in his pants as best he could. He was nervous. Summoning up some of his famous resolve, however, he reminded himself that “The King of Rock and Roll” was a man just like any other, and knocked on the door.

“Who is it?” The King asked, in his unmistakable West Texas drawl.

“Pressley. Aaron Pressley. From Pinkertons. I’m in charge of security here tonight,” the chief said.