“It is so nice and sunny out and you’re looking like you just sucked on the most sour lemon in the world.” Enzo De Laurentiis greeted his best friend at the restaurant.
Liane looked up and smiled at Enzo. Despite the different paths they went down, they always remained close. “Hey stranger!” She got up and gave him a hug. “How are you?”
“Always busy,” He sat across from her and took a sip of ice water. “Got a few projects in the pipeline. Right now everyone is becoming intimidated because of the hacking situation.”
“Oh yeah,” Liane nodded. One of the major movie studios was recently hacked, revealing scathing emails about some A-list talent to the political climate for the world to see. While many pointed the blame to another country protesting a release of a film, Enzo secretly believed it was an inside job from someone who had an ax to grind. “How is everything going with that?”
“People are afraid to go to the movies, people are afraid to make movies. A friend of mine who works at the studio said they’re all on burners and sending faxes now since no one wants to send e-mails,” he shrugged, “you know how America is when a crisis happens? We overreact and then things go back to normal the following week as if nothing ever happened.”
“How’s Angie dealing with all of this? I noticed her name was mentioned in a few of the leaked e-mails.”
Enzo rolled his eyes and shrugged again. His wife, Angela, was Hollywood’s current IT girl, but a couple of producers made disparaging comments about her appearance – namely looking too Black in the leaked e-mails. One suggested she would be a perfect fit for a slave role. “She’s keeping busy and is on set, which is best for her now. She’s angry but she also knows becoming more successful is the best revenge.”
“Better her than me,” Liane chuckled.
“So what have you been up to?” Enzo asked before the waiter came by and took their orders. “Still gunning for captain?”
“Always,” Liane smiled. “I know I got years and years of proving myself before that happens and there are plenty of people ahead of me ready to take over. A girl can dream, though.”
“That’s good. I’m very happy to hear that.” Enzo briefly hesitated before he spoke again. “Have you ever heard from Jackson?”
Just hearing Jackson’s name caused a swell of emotions inside Liane and her thighs immediately warmed up, thinking of his strong hands between them. Her heart slammed against her chest and she took several quick breaths to calm down. “That’s an odd question,” she deflected.
Enzo sipped his ice water. “I know how involved you were with his case and seeing that he left the state. I just didn’t know if you monitored what he was doing now. Not that it matters at all.”
It matters to me, Liane thought. “Whatever Jackson does, I really have no clue nor want to be a part of.” She was proud of that answer. She told the truth without completely revealing everything.
Enzo nodded. “I was just wondering. Nothing more than that.”
Liane breathed a small sigh of relief. The less her best friend knew of her intentions with his wife’s ex-pimp, the better.
The second part in the trilogy will finally be out on September 15th. Details and cover reveal coming soon.