Lady Boss by Jackie Collins

Author:Jackie Collins [Collins, Jackie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: General, Fiction, Romance, Contemporary, Cultural Heritage, Santangelo; Lucky (Fictitious Character), Motion Picture Industry, Organized Crime
ISBN: 9780671023478
Google: j_KSJ7sDOnAC
Amazon: 0671023470
Publisher: Pocket Books
Published: 1990-01-02T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 43

Mickey," Warner asked, "are you seeing other women?"

Mickey looked at her in surprise. "What kind of a stupid remark is that? Why would I want to see other women?"

"I'm just asking," Warner said. "I can ask, can't I?"

He didn't like the tone of her voice. "You can do what you want, but it's a goddamn stupid question." Warner stared at him. He'd been in a bad mood all day. Usually she respected his moods and tiptoed around them, but today she'd heard some disturbing gossip and it was on her mind. Some of the cops in vice had a sting going on concerning a brothel in the Hollywood Hills. The high class whorehouse was run by a woman called Madame Loretta. And according to the word around the locker room, many important and influential people in the film industry frequented this place. One of the names she'd heard mentioned today was Mickey Stolli.

Mickey got up from Warner's bed. The sex had not been good. Maybe it was time to move on.

"It really pisses me off when you ask questions like that," he said. "For those kind of questions I may as well stay home with my wife. What do I need to come here for?"

Warner wondered if Mickey's guilt was making him even angrier. She clenched her teeth and didn't say anything. Instead she walked briskly into her tiny kitchen and plugged in the kettle.

"How about a cup of coffee?" she called out. Bastard! If he was playing games with other women--especially hookers--she wasn't going to take it. No way.

"What are you trying to do, kill me?" he complained, following her into the kitchen. "All that caffeine they put in coffee. I have to watch my diet." She bit back a sharp retort. Mickey watched his diet only when it suited him. Who was he kidding? "Did you remember to get my tickets for tonight?" she asked tightly.

"Huh?" Mickey looked guilty.

She strode out of the kitchen. "You promised me four tickets for the premiere of Motherfaker, remember?"

"Oh, Christ," he mumbled, right behind her. Naturally he'd forgotten, and she'd made the request months ago, Johnny Romano being one of her favorite movie stars and all. Shit! He'd gotten her an autographed picture of Johnny, wasn't that enough? Now she had to have tickets for the goddamn premiere too. He reached for the phone. "Luce," he said, when his dumb secretary picked up. First thing Monday morning he was firing her. He'd bring in Brenda, the pretty black girl from Eddie Kane's office. At least he'd have someone decent to look at.

"Yes, Mr. Stolli?"

"Get me four extra tickets for the premiere tonight. They don't have to be great seats. And I want them . . . uh . . . shit, you'd better messenger them to .. . uh ." He held his hand over the mouthpiece. "Warner, I can't give them your address. Where shall I have the tickets sent?"

"Why can't you give them my address?" Warner asked belligerently.

She was definitely beginning to needle him.

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