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He slid over against the banister to give Everett and his makeup case room to get up the stairs, wondering why MasonтАФwho was a
good twenty years younger and thirty kilos lighterтАФcouldnтАЩt have come down to the entrance hall instead. Oh, wait, itтАЩs Mason. What
the hell am I thinking? Mason Reed was fully aware of every perk star billing entitled him to and had no intention of compromising on
any of them.
тАЬThat man sweats more than any actor IтАЩve ever met,тАЭ Everett muttered as Tony passed. тАЬBut donтАЩt quote me on that.тАЭ
Just what, exactly, Everett had once been misquoted on was a mystery. And likely to remain that way as even a liberal application of
peach schnapps had failed to free up the story although Tony had learned more about butt waxing than heтАЩd ever wanted to know.
Jacket draped across his hands and held out like he was delivering an organ for transplant, Tony raced across the entrance hall, out the
air-lock entryтАФits stained glass covered with black fabric to keep out the daylightтАФsped across the wide porch, and pounded down

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the half dozen broad stone steps to the flagstone path that led through the overgrown gardens and eventually to the narrow drive. Time
is money was one of the three big truisms of the television industry. No one seemed to be able to agree on just what exactly number
two was, but Tony suspected that number three involved the ease with which production assistants could be replaced.
The wardrobe makeup trailer had been parked just behind the craft services truck which had, in turn, been snugged up tight against the
generator.
Brenda, whoтАЩd been sitting on the steps having a coffee, stood as Tony approached, dumping an indignant black cat off her lap. тАЬWhat
happened?тАЭ
тАЬThereтАЩs paint on LeeтАЩs jacket.тАЭ
тАЬPaint?тАЭ She hurried out to meet him, hands outstretched. тАЬHow did that happen?тАЭ
тАЬLee doesnтАЩt know.тАЭ Given that Tony believed Lee, MasonтАЩs theory didnтАЩt bear repeating. Handing the jacket over, he followed her up
into the trailer. The cat snorted at her or him or both of them and stalked away.
тАЬWas he in the second-floor bathroom?тАЭ
тАЬNo.тАЭ It was a common theory apparently.
тАЬWeird.тАЭ Her hand in the sleeve, she held the paint out for inspection. тАЬIt looks like someone stroked it on with a fingertip.тАЭ
It did. The white was oval at the top and darkerтАФfading down to a smudge of gray at the bottom of the four-inch streak.
тАЬProbably just someone being an asshole.тАЭ
тАЬMason?тАЭ she wondered, picking up a spray bottle and bending over the sleeve.
Tony stared at her back in disbelief. There was no way Mason would do anything to make Lee the center of attention. Not generally,
and especially not now, not when at last count LeeтАЩs fan mail had risen to equal that of the older actor. And MasonтАЩd always been
particularly sensitive to anything he perceived as a threat to his position as the star of Darkest Night. That wasnтАЩt an opinion TonyтАЩd
actually express out loud, howeverтАФnot to Brenda. The wardrobe assistant was one of those rare people in the business who, in spite
of exposure, continued to buy into the celebrity thing. For most, the тАЬOh, my God, itтАЩs . . .тАЭ faded after a couple of artistic hissy fits
extended the workday past the fifteen-hour mark.
Also, she was a bit of a suck-up, and the last thing he wanted was her currying favor by telling Mason what he thought. Well, maybe
not the last thing he wantedтАФa repeat of the homicidal shadow experience currently topped his never again list, but having Mason
Reed pissed off at him was definitely in the top ten since Mason Reed sufficiently pissed off meant Tony Foster unemployed.
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Realizing she was still waiting for an answer, he said, тАЬNo, I donтАЩt think it was Mason.тАЭ
тАЬOf course not.тАЭ
Hey, you brought it up. He picked up a scrap of trim . . .
тАЬDonтАЩt touch that.тАЭ . . . and put it back down again. тАЬSorry.тАЭ
тАЬAre you taking the jacket back or is Lee coming out to get it? Or I could take it back and make sure it looks all right under the lights.тАЭ
тАЬYou could, but since IтАЩm here . . .тАЭ
тАЬAnd as it happens, so am I.тАЭ
They turned together, pulled around by an unmistakable rough velvet voice to see Lee coming into the trailer.