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is when the real money will come in." She smiled."Just don't get yourself overleveraged."
"I won't. I’ve worked hard. I'm entitled to a little splurge."
"This is more than a little splurge."
She scowled at him. "Stop being such a party pooper. You are in no position to lecture on excess."
She had a point.
Scarlett showed us to the guest rooms, and we got settled in.
We went to a fancy restaurant in the hills and attended a few industry parties. Scarlett spent most of the next day getting dolled up by a professional make-up artist and stylist for the premiere. Fabian Fabron, a top designer, loaned her a $95K dress. She’d be photographed and filmed by every news outlet on the red carpet. It was free advertising.
When the time arrived, the limousine drove us down to the famous Chinese Theater. Cameras flashed, and the crowd cheered as we stepped out of the limousine into the limelight. Scarlett smiled and waved to her adoring fans.
We followed behind her, nobody caring who we were.
She stopped at every interview station along the way, talking about the film, the upcoming Ultra Mega 2, and what was next for the young starlet. With her hair coiffed to perfection, dressed in a sparkling gown and brilliant diamonds around her neck, on loan from a boutique on Rodeo, she looked like Hollywood royalty. After tonight, she’d be on the cover of every magazine.
We mixed and mingled with all the Hollywood types. My agent, Joel, greeted us with a smile and a hug. He was dressed in a stylish navy suit with a matching pocket square. His blond hair was buzzed short on the sides and spiked on top. “This is a big night. Are you ready?”
“It’s taken a long time to get here,” I said.
“The buzz is good,” he whispered. “Trust me, there are great things ahead.”
Usually, the words trust me were followed by lies. But Joel was the rare exception in Hollywood.
We bumped into Susan, the head of the studio, and chatted for a minute about upcoming projects. She was still on me to set up an office on the studio lot and develop more projects. She was out of her mind if she thought I’d leave Coconut Key. Despite everything, it was home.
We finally took our seats. The lights went down, and the picture came up on the big screen. The studio's logo flashed, and the movie started at the moment when I first met Bree—on the plane to France.
It was surreal. Like a memory, but not.
Scarlett looked fantastic on screen with her shoulder-length blonde hair and sparkling eyes. She captured Bree’s essence. But more than that, her own spark shined through.
My phone buzzed my pocket. I pulled it out discreetly and looked at the screen. A text from Sheriff Daniels read: [I need you boys back in Coconut Key ASAP. We've got another dead body.]
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