Ikon by GRAHAM MASTERTON

Author:GRAHAM MASTERTON [MASTERTON, GRAHAM]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: General, Fiction
ISBN: 9780812521917
Google: wpGjKKE9xM0C
Amazon: 0812521919
Publisher: Tor Books
Published: 1984-06-15T13:52:53+00:00

‘It isn’t a good sign, either.’

I know. I’m not going to pretend that everything’s fine and dandy. It’s not my style.’

Daniel sat down, and stared at his plate of Canadian bacon and eggs. ‘You think they’ve killed her?’ he asked.

‘No, said Kathy. ‘Everything points away from it. I mean, why would they kill her? If they want money, they’ll keep her alive, if they want a hostage they’ll keep her alive. If they want you, they’ll keep her alive.’

‘Why would they want me?’

‘Maybe a little Air Force bird told them that you’d been snooping around the morgue at Williams Air Force Base. Maybe that’s the whole reason they kidnapped her.’

‘If they want me, why don’t they contact me? It’s this damned silence. I don’t even know if she’s dead or alive. I don’t even know where she is, or what they might have

done to her. And she’s mine, you know? My daughter. My responsibility.’

Kathy reached across the table and touched his hand. ‘You’ve got to stop blaming yourself. It wasn’t your fault.’

‘Nobody else was responsible. Not even her mother.’

‘Have you gotten in touch with her mother?’

‘Candii? What for? She wouldn’t care. Too busy whooping it up somewhere with some poor man’s Howard Keel.’

It was then that a man in a loud purple blazer sat down next to them, and said, ‘Okay if I join you people?’

‘Go ahead, said Daniel. Then, to Kathy, ‘Who have we got on the list today? Did you manage to get in touch with MGM? Isn’t there anybody else who might have known what Marilyn did on that last night? The police, maybe, or doctors?’

‘Excuse me, said the man in the purple blazer, ‘are you talking about Marilyn Monroe?’

Daniel and Kathy looked at each other, and then Daniel said guardedly, That’s right. We’re, uh, journalists. Writing a book on famous scandals in Hollywood.’

‘Well, there’s always plenty of material,the man grinned. He reminded Daniel of Ed Koch, only shorter. Same bald dome, same prominent Yiddish nose, and something of the same experienced glitter in the eyes. ‘But when you talk about Marilyn, then you’re talking. That was a scandal, all right. You talk about Marilyn and half the people in Hollywood start shitting their pants, even today, if you’ll excuse my Hebrew. I knew Marilyn. Sure, you don’t have to look surprised. I knew Marilyn just about as well as my cousin Fruma. And, to tell you the truth there wasn’t much in it, except Fruma has a bigger chest.’

Kathy said, ‘You saw Marilyn the night she died? Or that week?’

The man said, ‘Better than that. Or more interesting than that. But, listen, I should introduce myself. Rollo Sekulovich, I’m an agent. Most people call me RS. You’ve heard of Christy Welcome? She’s one of my girls. Girls, I handle mainly. New girls, giving them some kind of

movie work without the necessity to screw producers, excuse me. Call me a one-man social mission, if you like. But Christy Welcome didn’t have to sleep with Don Op-penheim to

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