Slick by Daniel Price

Author:Daniel Price [Price, Daniel]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2013-12-01T21:00:00+00:00

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Yesterday, Madison had asked me what I’d do if I were Hunta’s publicist. It was a perfect opportunity to bring her into the fold (the outer fold, at least) but I had let that ship sail. Today, I confessed. Okay, I was Hunta’s publicist. But I was just one of many crisis managers involved, a mere cog in Maxina Howard’s machine.

Still, from Madison’s hanging gape, I might as well have been Batman. For all she expected, I was just another schmuck pushing Lysol on the nation’s vast subconscious. And she would have been happy with that. But now she just learned that I was playing a defensive role in the nation’s hottest hot-button topic. And she was helping! Holy hambone! She might as well have been Robin!

“Oh my God. This is amazing. So what kind of stuff are you working on?”

In response, I rattled off a list of Maxina’s action items instead of mine. First and foremost was the heat-and-serve “interview” with Hunta, which would be airing tonight on CBS. Then of course was the organized celebrity support effort. There would be a big tug of war between Washington and Hollywood over creative content issues. The more people pulling for our side, the better. Finally, we were prepared to get slappy with every “think of the children” activist who hit below the belt. They were already coming out of the woodwork. Maxina certainly had her hands full.

“Yeah, but what kind of stuff are you doing?”

I couldn’t tell her about my collusion with Harmony, not because I didn’t trust her but simply because that part of the job came with a moral burden. She was in eighth grade, damn it. She was too young to handle the uncut story, and I had too many karmic investments tied up in her. Forget it. She’d get the radio-safe version.

“There’s this woman...” I sighed. “Look, when a celebrity’s on the hot seat like Hunta is, it’s inevitable that a bunch of no-name ‘victims’ will pop up and cry foul. Usually you can swat them away because their accusations are tenuous and their evidence is weak. But now…let’s just say there’s a big one coming down the pike. She won’t be so easy to dismiss.”

“Oh my God. Are we talking about rape? Is she going to say she was raped by Hunta?”

“Pretty much.”

“Jesus. Who is this woman? What’s her name?”

I couldn’t say. At the time there was still a sizable chance her name would be Lisa Glassman.

“You’ll find out soon. Everyone will.”

“Wow. God. So it’s like your job to stop her?”

I laughed. “I can’t stop her. Nobody can. I just need to chart her damage, look for weak spots, and make recommendations accordingly.”

“Wow,” she echoed. “I’m sorry to be so...That’s just so cool. I mean I was never a fan of Hunta’s—”

“Neither was I.”

“—but I am so psyched to help. Just tell me what to do.”

I told her. Five hours later, I told her mother. If I didn’t, who would?

>What’s your job? What’s HER job?

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