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Hunter saw a red digital display above Garcia’s head light up 59, 58, 57…
Three
Five weeks earlier.
Je
‘Where’re you going?’ D-King asked, sipping his champagne.
Bobby Preston was the best known dealer in northwest Los Angeles, but no one ever called him by his real name, everyone knew him as D-King. The ‘D’ stood for ‘Dealer’ as he would deal in just about anything: drugs, girls, cars, guns – for the right price he’d supply you with whatever you wanted.
Je
‘I just need to retouch my make-up. I’ll be right back babe.’ She blew him a little kiss and left the exclusive VIP area still holding her champagne glass.
Je
Most of Je
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‘Hi, Jen, are you OK? You look a bit tired,’ Pietro, the longhaired barman, asked as Je
‘I’m OK, hun, just too much partying I guess,’ she said unenthusiastically after catching a glimpse of herself in one of the bar mirrors. Her hypnotic blue eyes seemed to have lost some of their sparkle tonight.
‘No rest for the wicked, huh?’ Pietro’s comment came with a shy smile.
‘Not tonight,’ Je
‘Can I get you anything?’
‘No, I’m OK. I’m still struggling with this one.’ She raised her champagne glass giving him a sexy wink. ‘I just needed to get away from the party for a little while.’
Pietro and Je
‘Well, if you need anything just give me a shout.’ Pietro went back to preparing cocktails and flipping bottles. A dark-haired woman who had been standing on the other side of the bar dying to get his attention gave Je
Je
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Je
At the age of fourteen she started her first job as a popcorn girl. Je
Hollywood was everything she’d expected it to be. A magical place full of beautiful people, lights and fantasies, but the harsh reality of life in the City of Angels was a far cry from the illusion she’d created. Her savings didn’t last long and with no professional training the rejections started piling up like dirty laundry. Her beautiful dream slowly began to turn into a nightmare.
Je
Je
‘Hi there, babe, can I buy you a drink?’ a tall, blond man standing to her right asked with a bright smile.
‘I already have a drink, but thank you for the offer anyway,’ she replied politely without locking eyes with the stranger.
‘Are you sure? I can order us a bottle of Cristal. What do you say, babe?’
Je
‘What’s your name?’ she said forcing a smile.
‘I’m Carl and it’s a pleasure to meet you,’ he said offering his hand.
Instead of shaking it Je
‘Oh… No!’ Carl fumbled with his tie nervously. ‘Sorry, that’s not how I meant it, babe.’
‘So you ain’t looking for a party girl to show you a really good time?’ she asked having another sip of her champagne, her eyes now fixed on his.
‘No, of course not, hun. Just trying to have a friendly drink, and if there’s any chemistry between us…’ He left the sentence hanging in the air with a shrug of his shoulders.