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I worshipped Eddie as a teen.

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He was a great guy. Worked with me when I started on my first rig, just a shitty kid with a chip on his shoulder and a broken heart. He was mentor and friend to both me and Boone, and when Price Brothers Oil hit it big, we gave him work.

That counts for a lot.

Guess that should be past tense now. My gut churns again. PBO is gonna cover the funeral expenses and make sure she has a pension.

Someone sits down next to me. I snatch it out of his hand and put it back.

Must not be that good at my poker face today. What gives? Dad just had us.

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I hate that our dad got buried in a cheap-ass coffin at an empty funeral. Jill Myles has been an incurable romantic since childhood. She reads all the 'naughty parts' of books first, looks More Fiction. Jessica Clare. Naomi: When I was kidnapped I though Online Dark Story Last Kiss.

Naomi: When I was kidnapped I thought only of survival. From the bestselling authors of Last Hit and Last Breath comes the next dark Want more irresistible romance? She found a pale scarf and tucked it around her hair, then put on a big pair of rounded glasses that dwarfed her face. Margaret was supposed to be her companion-slash-assistant but with their age difference, Margaret felt a lot more like a mother or a babysitter.

For goodness' sake, it wasn't as if Alex was going to hunt Luke Houston down on the set of the movie and proposition the man. She just wanted a peek at him. And really, what was the harm in that?


She'd never get the chance again. Movies didn't often choose to shoot on location in tiny Bellissime. Their country was tucked into the mountains between France, Switzerland, and Italy, and while they were world famous for truffles and chocolate?

They were not famous for tourism.

The fact that a car-chase action movie was being shot mere kilometers from the royal palace? Of course Alex had to get out and see that. Dreamily, she stepped out of the back of the sedan and pictured Luke Houston. He was utterly handsome and charming, even if his movies were a little on the questionable side. She'd seen Mars Troopers seven times, fascinated with his character, and Alien Overlord only three times because his role had been a small one.

She'd seen all of the Pirates! And while Alex wasn't much of an escapist, she had to admit that she'd wished to be that damsel in distress more than once. Most of the time, she just wished she was the actress, so she could spend time around Luke himself. It was an old chocolate warehouse for a business that had gone belly-up last year. According to her "sources," the movie was shooting a series of gambling scenes in this warehouse. Judging by the fleet of trucks and cars parked along the cobblestone road, her source had been correct.

Alex felt a breathless twist of excitement in her stomach. She was going to see Luke Houston, the hottest, sexiest man in Hollywood.

It was risky, of course. So incredibly risky that her body clenched rigid with fear when a car drove down the street. If Grandmother found out, she'd be upset.

She'd heard it so many times in the last year. With your mother's actions, things are unsteady.

Now, more than ever, we need to present a serene, unified front to the people. And she would. Margaret returned after circling the building. She wasn't turning back now.

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Margaret gave her a long-suffering sigh, then smoothed her hair. Let us enter, then. They didn't knock, of course. Alex never knocked, and knocking implied that you weren't supposed to be there and were asking for permission. Alex never asked for permission, either. The interior of the warehouse was echoing. It looked like a small building, given that most of Bellissime's buildings were older.

The interior seemed empty, though. The ceiling was shadowy, and in the distance, she could see a lit area and several people crowded around it, microphones hovering. Others raced around, and there seemed to be power cords everywhere.

At the far end of the warehouse, two trailers were parked neatly next to each other. Off to one side there was a table laden with sandwiches and fruit trays and drinks, and a few employees hovered near it.

Alex clasped her clutch purse tightly, gazing around with excitement. So this was his newest movie. What would he be playing this time? A gambler? An ex-con with a heart of gold? A billionaire with a vendetta? One employee broke off from the group near the table and approached them, frowning.

Margaret stepped forward, a haughty expression on her face. This shoot is off limits.

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So they were shooting! Her expression serene, Alex picked at invisible lint on her navy wool jacket and then smoothed a hand over the matching skirt. They weren't here to make a fuss, just to snoop around. Margaret glanced back at Alex, and then nodded.

She leaned in toward the man. Her Grace wishes to take a look at the set. He looked over at Alex.He had wire-framed glasses that didn't seem to sit quite straight on his nose, and his clothing was rumpled. Her hair was covered by an ugly scarf and when she turned her head slightly to the side, he saw she wore sunglasses despite the fact that she was inside. She'd seen Mars Troopers seven times, fascinated with his character, and Alien Overlord only three times because his role had been a small one.

Not that there was much to study. He wasn't alone. If the director asks us to leave, we will. Sign in. Chapter 10

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