Kilty Secrets by Amy Vansant

Author:Amy Vansant [Vansant, Amy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-09-26T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Three

Fiona stared out the window, her chin resting in her palm. She’d gone through her social media accounts and responded to all the fans she could bear. She’d posted some old photos she’d been meaning to add. She deleted some losers and followed some people she hoped could influence other people to follow her.

She’d gone through all of Catriona’s drawers and found what her sister apparently considered her nail tools, doing her best to smooth some rough edges on her right hand middle and index fingers. She couldn’t bring herself to repaint her nails with Catriona’s cheap polish. The little jars all looked to be about twenty years old and straight from the nearest convenience store.

She’d just finished snooping through the bedroom closet when Catriona called to let her know she wouldn’t be returning. Her sister told her to stay put under penalty of death and blah, blah, blah.

After that, Fiona tried to leave, only to have the guard stop her. He told her he was under orders to call the police and have her committed for observation if she tried to leave.

Nice touch, sis.

The guard was probably bluffing or just repeating whatever nonsense Catriona had told him to say, but she’d been to a public mental health facility before and had no intention of going back. If they pulled her records it could take weeks before they let her out again.

She returned to Catriona’s apartment and wrote bored on a piece of paper a dozen times in a dozen different styles.

While staring out the window and stretching her neck, Fiona caught a glimpse of someone walking past Catriona’s apartment on their way to the gate.

Bet they’ll let him through without threatening to commit.

She stared daggers at the free man, and then something struck her about his hair and gait.

I know him. What’s his name, what’s his name...

Ah.

Pete.

The studio’s resident doctor. She’d tried to talk him into doubling her Xanax prescription once, and he’d been surprisingly difficult to bend to her will.

A studio doctor with scruples.

What’s the point of that?

His last name was something that rhymed with No-See-Um, his nickname for the way he kept his mouth shut about the various indiscretions of the actors. That, she appreciated.

Hello, Pete.

She tugged on the window but it didn’t budge.

“Dammit, what the—”

Lock. Duh.

She twisted the lock and tried again. It slid open just as Pete began to disappear from her direct view. She craned out the window.

“Hey, Pete!”

The blond man stopped and turned to squint back at her.

“Hey.” He paused and cocked his head. “Are you wearing a wig?”

“It’s Fiona Duffy. I’m Catriona’s sister.”

“The reality show actress?”

Fiona felt her lip twitch. “Just the actor is good, but yes.”

“I remember you. Right, you all like to be called actors now, huh?” he added, clearly trying to be funny and failing miserably.

“You know what no group of people like to be called?”

“What?”

“You all.”

Pete laughed. “Point taken.”

Fiona broke into a broad grin.

Don’t piss him off, Fiona. He’s your ticket out.

“I’m kidding, Pete. You can call me whatever you like, just as long as the paychecks keep coming.

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