Dark Thrillers - A Box Set of Suspense Novels by Billie Sue Mosiman

Author:Billie Sue Mosiman [Mosiman, Billie Sue]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2012-02-25T23:00:00+00:00

Olivia Nyad sat in a white velvet chair across from her secretary, Janet Grenda, in the sitting area of her bedroom. Jan had been with her for ten years and saved her ass more times than Olivia liked to count. Once in a while she thought she saw a hint of disgust, as she did right now in Jan's eyes. If she really believed what she saw, she would have fired her on the spot. But she might be imagining it. It was too hard to find someone you could trust. She didn't really want to go in search of another personal secretary. How often could you find a confidante in Hollywood who would keep her mouth closed?

"Brad's not going to tell you," Jan said. "You can't push him too far."

"That bastard! I've made more money for him than fifteen of his other clients put together. He owes me." Olivia pulled her peach silk negligee closed over her bosom as if shielding herself from invisible attack.

She could see outside double leaded-glass windows. In the blue wash from the neighborhood streetlights and the rising moon, palm fronds swayed gently in a breeze. Shadows from the palms danced over the softly lighted swimming pool and the terrazzo deck surrounding it. She hated swimming. The pool came with the house.

"Cam made them promise not to tell." Jan had that pleading look, the one she used on Olivia whenever it appeared things were about to get out of hand.

"That fucking Cam." Then Olivia smiled. "I love the hell out of him. Who would have put me in this part, but him?"

"You see? There's a lot to be grateful for. If you can't get Brad to tell you about the script, at least you've got the best part in the film."

"Film!" Olivia spat the word, making it sound like something nasty. "That's what Cam does—films. Know what he said in an interview about Quentin?"

"I can't imagine." Jan shifted the valise of papers on her lap. Fan letters, attorneys' inquiries, stock option reports.

"He said Quentin does movies, which is a far different thing from making films. He insulted him right there in print. One director bitching out another before God and everybody. That's what I love about this town; it eats its young."

Jan smiled at this, agreeing silently. She sat waiting patiently. Olivia knew she was eager to get on with the day's work that sat on her lap, but she'd listen for as long as required. It was part of the job. There were other considerations, too. They had recently slept together, just to get it out of the way. It took years to be honest about the sexual attraction between them and they both thought they should do it and see what happened. Now Olivia only turned to Jan for physical affection if she couldn't find a willing male, but Jan hadn't an ounce of jealousy in her. Sometimes, though she couldn't prove it and didn't possess any real evidence other than the finger-walking

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