Caught on Camera (Black Towers Book 1) Read Online Free Page B

producer wants a wild card on their picture. And until you prove yourself with a project or two under your belt, you’re still a wild card.”
    Georgia ran a hand over her face and fell into her chair. “Then what you're saying is that it's either this independent…” She waved her hand in the air between them. “App thing. Or it's nothing at all.”
    Sharon popped a piece of gum in her mouth and shoved the pack back into the drawer. “I’m saying you should feel lucky that this studio seems to want you so badly that they’d pull some crazy stunts to get your interest. Because unless you can call on some of your Hollywood friends to pull some strings and get you on one of their pictures, then this is it.”
    Yeah, friends. When Georgia was a famous party girl, she had friends coming out of the woodwork. Paris and Kim had had nothing on her. Now that she was no longer a aprt of that lifestyle, those so-called friends had ridden off into the sunset.
    “That won’t happen.” Georgia pinched her lips together, trying to dredge up some enthusiasm.
    “Didn't think so.” Sharon let out a long breath. “Look, I commend you for cleaning up. I really do, but it has been a good two years since you've done anything in this industry. Two years with no credits, and you're basically starting over.”
    “I know, you warned me. It's just. . .”
    “You were hoping I was wrong.”
    “Yes.” Georgia slumped her shoulders in defeat.
    Sharon chuckled. “Honey, you should know by now that I'm never wrong. I wasn’t wrong when I urged you to go to rehab back then…” She put her finger on the folder, drawing Georgia's attention to it. “And I'm not wrong about this. This is the best opportunity that has come across my desk in weeks. You have a chance to get in with a famous producer, and a rising director. Both of them are well-connected and could make things happen for you.”
    “Who's playing the male lead?” If it was a big enough name, then maybe there was hope for this project.
    “Doesn't matter.” Sharon waved her hand in dismissal, but Georgia thought she caught a slight hesitation before her agent forged on. “What matters is doing this job and doing it well. Create some buzz and give me something to work with. Then I can go to these big production companies and get you the juicer roles.”
    Georgia considered for a moment, then held out her hand. “Okay. I’ll take it.”
    “Oh no, honey.” Sharon winced, handing her the folder. “You don’t have the part yet. This is just an audition.”
    “What?” Georgia stood abruptly and stared at her agent, her eyes wide with shock. “I thought you told me I had the part.”
    “You have an opportunity for the part. There’s a difference.” Sharon smiled sympathetically.
    “But… I never audition.” Georgia closed her eyes, rubbed at her temples.
    “Correction: you never used to audition.” Sharon sighed and pointed to the folder in Georgia's hands. “Look, here’s the thing. I've been working around the clock for you for weeks. No one is interested. Except the yogurt commercial, and Sunrise. And they’re making you audition, but trust me when I say they want you.”
    Georgia stared at her blankly, then sucked in a deep breath. “So this is where I put on my big girl panties and deal with it?”
    “That’s right, sugar plum.” Sharon made a shooing motion with her hands as Georgia blankly stared at a picture frame on her desk, one decorated with ribbons. “Sunrise is on the main floor of the building here. You’ve got three hours to prepare, so I suggest you go start reading.”
    Sharon looked Georgia up and down, taking in her disheveled appearance. “And maybe comb your hair or something first, okay?”
    “Three hours?” Georgia’s eyes widened. That wasn’t nearly enough time to prepare for an audition.
    “It was the best I could do, Georgia. I’m sorry. They’re on a really tight production schedule.”
    “Okay.” Georgia swallowed the