St. Kilda Consulting 3 - Innocent as Sin by Elizabeth Lowell

Author:Elizabeth Lowell
Language: eng
Format: mobi
ISBN: 9780061745164
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2007-06-06T22:00:00+00:00

35

Royal Palms

Saturday

10:40 P.M. MST

Kayla shook her head sharply.

How did I get myself into this?

Just when she thought her life couldn’t get any more bizarre, she found herself getting dusted with face powder for an interview with a famous name she’d seen only on the news. He’d be the handsome star in suit and tie.

She’d be the talking silhouette.

A well-powdered one.

And her voice would be disguised.

Probably sounds like a frog on speed.

Ted Martin, who had been introduced to her as the field producer for the show, came over just as the woman called Freddie switched from powder to comb and scissors.

“Don’t waste your time,” Ted said to the woman. “She’ll be backlit and shadowed.”

“So was the dude,” Freddie said without backing up. “If I hadn’t trimmed him up, he’d have looked like a gorilla in silhouette.”

Kayla wondered who “the dude” was. Then she glanced at Rand. He had a freshly barbered look.

“Him?” she asked Freddie, pointing toward Rand with her chin.

“Him. I took off about a foot of fur.”

Kayla snickered.

“You have good hair,” Freddie said. “Just need a brush and some gel so that nothing sticks out. If you weren’t going in stealth mode, I’d put some more cold packs on your eyes. Crying is hell on ’em.”

Martin made an impatient sound. “We’re ready.”

“I’m not,” Freddie said. “And tell Mr. Gorgeous his nose is shiny.”

“Do you know what overtime costs?”

“I know what I’m charging and I know what I’m doing. Get out of my face and let me work.”

“How long?”

“Long enough for you to go over it once more with her.”

Martin gave in and turned to Kayla. “Okay, no need to be nervous. This is only a fast interview so we have something for the files if the story breaks early. We can cut and paste and retake, redo the whole thing, whatever we need to so that you look good. Okay?”

Kayla didn’t nod—Freddie was waving her scissors again.

“We’ll feed you questions about Bertone, you answer, you get fed more, you answer more. Don’t worry if you show that you’re upset by what’s happened to you,” Martin added. “The more emotion, the better. Okay?”

“Not for her eyes,” Freddie muttered as she worked gel into Kayla’s hair.

“Get their hearts and their minds will follow,” Martin shot back.

“Cry for the cameras?” Kayla asked.

“Okay, that’d be good.”

“I’m not an actress.”

“Yeah, I figured that out real fast,” Martin said. Then to Freddie, “Two minutes or we’ll start with you in the picture.”

“I’ll paint a happy face on my butt and moon you.” Freddie winked at Kayla.

Martin walked over to where Faroe and Rand stood talking.

“Okay,” Martin said. “What do you have new?”

“It’s only been an hour since we briefed you,” Faroe said. “You’ll be the second to know if more comes in.”

“I’d rather be the first.”

Faroe wanted to roll his eyes like a girl.

Rand coughed instead of laughing. Then he looked at Kayla—and looked again. Something Freddie had done had transformed Kayla’s hair from a sleek professional ’do to a wind-blown innocence that made her look about seventeen.

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