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photos-one of Marc David, Dayne’s friend and fellow actor, and the other of a bedraggled man behind bars.
    Beneath the photos it said “Hollywood’s People sent a reporter to investigate Marc David’s recent trip to Leavenworth and guess what we found???” Dayne inched himself up in his chair. His heart raced, and he felt blood rush to his face.
    What was this? Marc was his friend, but the guy had never mentioned anything about Leavenworth. Dayne kept reading.
    Marc says he was raised by his mom with no whereabouts of his father. Not true, Hollywood’s People found out. Not true at all. Marc’s dad isn’t missing. He’s 10
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    Joseph L. David, a two-time felon, rapist, and drug ad dict serving time in Leavenworth. Our reporter followed Marc to the prison. Sources say Marc’s known about his father all along. Now you know the whole story and so do wel Dayne felt his stomach turn. He slammed the magazine down on the table, reached into his pocket for his cell phone, flipped it open, and dialed Marc’s number.
    His friend picked up on the third ring. “Hello?”
    “Marc, it’s Dayne.” He stood up and moved to the balcony wall, staring at the surf. “Hey, I just picked up Hollywood’s People. It came out today.” He paused.
    “Is it true?”
    There was the sound of a long breath on the other end.
    “About my dad?” Marc sounded tired. “Yeah, it’s true.”
    “But you never… I thought he was missing.”
    “That’s what I told everyone.” Marc moaned. “Man, this stinks. My parents split when I was young, and after that my dad made some mistakes. Got into coke and speed and ran out of money. Robbed a few liquor stores. My mom tried to keep it from me, said it was too ugly. I was at New York University when I figured out how to reach him. He got some help. Then I started getting big, and we decided to keep it a secret.” “He’s at Leavenworth?”
    “Yeah.”
    “Man…” Dayne closed his eyes and shielded his face with his free hand. He didn’t mention the part about Marc’s dad being a rapist. “I’m sorry.”
    “It was bound to happen someday. The press … they’re sharks.”
    “How’s your dad now?”
    A sad chuckle came from the other end of the line. “That’s just it. He’s been clean for five years. Found Jesus, made a change. He gets out in two years. My mom and him are even talking.”
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    The pieces were coming together. No wonder Marc hadn’t wanted anyone to know about his father. The tabloids would print all the dirt and miss the part about how the man was doing
    today, how he’d changed for the better.
    And that’s exactly what happened.
    “The picture?” Dayne glanced back at the magazine on the table, still open to that page. “He doesn’t look too good.”
    “Yeah, I know. They found his booking pictures. They must’ve doctored it up. He wasn’t behind bars when the police took those.”
    “Nice. So today the guy’s clean shaven with sober eyes, but they run that one.”
    “Exactly.” Marc was quiet a moment. “Dayne… I called an attorney. It’s gone far enough.”
    Dayne felt a surge of adrenaline, the way he used to feel back at boarding school when he and the guys would get in a tight game of soccer. “Serious?”
    “Yeah.” Marc inhaled slowly. “My dad’s never raped anyone. The rag threw that in, just made it up.”
    The hot feeling was back in Dayne’s face. “Go for it, Marc. Make it hurt.”
    “That’s the plan.” Marc’s voice was strained. “I talked to my dad. He’s okay.
    We’ll get through this.”
    “You will.” Dayne clenched his jaw. He watched a seagull dive into the water and come back out with a fish. Every now and then a celebrity would sue one of the magazines and win. It didn’t happen often, and the rags didn’t care because they made enough money to defend an occasional lawsuit. But it still felt good.
    Marc David taking on Hollywood’s People magazine. Dayne straightened and scanned the