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nothing I can do?”
    “Positive.
Let’s go.” The plastered on smile might fool some, but it didn’t fool her.
Lester had been like a father to her for a decade—she knew when he was lying.
    The
drive to Plaxtair’s offices didn’t take long, and they were ushered immediately
into Barry Meisner’s office.
    He
strode from behind his large smoked glass desk, and enveloped both of Stacy’s
hands in his. “I’m so glad you have agreed to work with us. You’re going to
love it. Our partners in this venture, Boxfield, are a small animation
production company, but they’re very talented. Bibi’s Big Adventure is
going to be huge.” He led her to his desk and pulled out a chair. Lester sat
next to her while Apollo stood with his back against the wall.
    Barry
called in his assistant to witness the signing, and after a minimum of small
talk the deal was done. While the assistant put copies for her and Lester into
envelopes, Barry grabbed his checkbook and scrawled on a check. He blew on it,
waved it in the air to dry the ink, and slid it across the table to Stacy.
    “A
signing bonus for you for deciding so quickly. We’ve organized flights to
Ireland for you and your bodyguard on Wednesday.”
    “Apollo’s
coming too?”
    “There
will be no need of Apollo’s services in Ireland, so he’ll just accompany you
during the flight. Boxfield will take it from there.” Barry walked them to the
door. “The car will take you to the airport now. Once again, Stacy, we’re so
happy to be working with you.”
    *****
    It
felt wrong to arrive in Nashville and not drive home, but it had been a long
six months for both her and Apollo, so she agreed when he said he’d drive her
to her new rental.
    “Lester
was acting weird,” Apollo’s deep voice rumbled.
    “I
thought so too.” She rubbed the back of her neck. Something felt off. Her
spidey senses were tingling. “Is everything okay with him? He didn’t look well.”
    “I’ve
heard talk he has a heart condition.”
    She
stared, surprised. “I don’t know anything about that. Where did you get that
from?”
    “Maybe
I shouldn’t have said anything. I dated his secretary for a while and she let
it slip.”
    That
note Lester had got at the hotel. No. That couldn’t be it. If Apollo were
right, he’d be seeing a doctor in Nashville, not LA.
    “We’re
here.” Apollo stopped outside a modern condo. They were met by the Super who
handed Stacy a key and accompanied them upstairs. It was strange to see her
possessions in an unfamiliar apartment, and Stacy barely paid attention as the
Super walked her around, explaining how everything worked.
    When
they were alone again, Stacy turned to Apollo. “We both have a lot of things to
do before Wednesday. You should go home.”
    Apollo
nodded. “Talk to you tomorrow.”
    Once
he’d left, she located a power point and plugged in her laptop and cell phone
to charge. One of Lester’s employees had readied the apartment for her arrival.
Fresh flowers filled a cut glass vase in the middle of the dining room table,
and the fridge was full of food. Months of sleeping during the day, combined
with the aftereffects of partying the previous night were catching up with her,
so she wandered into the bedroom, stripping off clothes on the way.
    She
might not be home, but at least she could sleep in her own bed.
    She
pulled back the coverlet she’d bought on a trip to Mexico a couple of years
ago, smoothed a hand over the white satin sheets, climbed in and closed her
eyes.
    She
woke early the following morning, showered, then made breakfast in her new
kitchen. The new place wasn’t so bad. By the time she came back from the film
job in Ireland her house would be ready and she’d be home again. She propped her
bare feet on an adjoining chair, and wondered what the rest of her band was doing.
It felt weird to be without them. They’d been living in each others pockets for
months and when the tour ended they’d scattered to their homes