The Player by Rhonda Nelson

Author:Rhonda Nelson
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Man-woman relationships, Romance - Adult, Romance: Modern, Granddaughters, Contemporary, General, Romance, Adult, Romance - General, Romance - Contemporary, Soldiers, Fiction, Love stories, Fiction - Romance
ISBN: 9780373792597
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2006-06-01T07:45:51.452000+00:00

Ten

That night he went to dinner at Morton’s with an Australian producer. A few heads turned as Griffin walked to his usual table, by the wall. He shook hands, was introduced to a wife. People smiled at him. Andy Civella was at the bar, and when he saw Griffin, he came to the table.

Griffin introduced him to the Australian.

“Don’t forget tomorrow, Griffin, don’t cancel.” Then he turned to the Australian. “How many times did he set a date for this dinner?”

“This is our second attempt, but I had to break the last one.”

“Then you’re a bigger deal than he is. We should do business.”

The Australian blushed. He was confused. Civella took charge.

“Listen, I can get away with this because basically I’m rock and roll.”

Levison and his wife came in with Ted Turner’s lawyer and took the table behind Griffin’s. Levison understood that Griffin’s dinner was business, so he skipped the usual two-minute chat.

The Australian wanted the studio to help finance five movies over two years, and the studio was interested. It was Griffin’s job to talk about stories and casting, to make sure that the Australian wanted to make movies that a lot of people would like, that his characters were big enough for movie stars, that they would triumph absolutely, that there would be no ambiguity. Griffin thought about Larry Levy, who was coming back to a shop he was sure was waiting for him, and decided that he had to commit, now, to the Australian, and then, tomorrow, to Civella. He knew that Larry Levy expected Griffin to stop work until the dust had settled before starting new projects, and he also knew that the Australian would set up house somewhere else if Griffin didn’t start a deal with him. Did it matter if the deal never went through? Negotiations would likely take three months. The thing was to unsettle Levy.

When they shook hands in the parking lot, the Australian knew he was in business. Griffin watched him drive away in his rented car, and then went home, thinking now only of his answering service and if June Mercator had called.

She had called a little after nine, and the message from her was to call whenever he got in. So he had alarmed her. This made him think about the Writer, the next association after a quick stop on David Kahane, but he let the intrusive thought slide into the same memory chute that he’d put some random image of a building he hadn’t seen in twenty years, or a particular day at school, one of those pictures that come back sometimes in idle moments and then disappear.

It was now ten-thirty. He began to dial her number, then put the phone down. He took a shower, started to shave before he realized it was night instead of morning, but finished the job, anyway, got in bed, turned on the television, watched a few minutes of news, and then, a little after eleven, he called her. She answered the phone knowing it was him, there was no panic about a late-night call.

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