Hollywood Wives - the New Generation

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Authors: Jackie Collins
bucks, I could
be ready't' do anythin'.'
    'Anything, huh?' Eric said, giving him an appraising look.
    'Short of murder,' Arliss added, with a nervous cackle.
    'And even murder has a price, doesn't it?' Eric said mildly.
    Arliss nodded, he couldn't help himself.
    It was then that Eric knew he had found the right man.
    It never occurred to Eric that he could fail at the scam he was
shortly to put into motion. Failure was not a word in his vocabulary.
Failure was his past, and he was
never
revisiting his
miserable past.
    Two months previously he'd been sent to some big movie star's Bel
Air mansion to do some work on her computers - upgrading, Mr Hailey,
his boss, had informed him. Usually Mr Hailey took care of all the
famous clients, but recently he had been undergoing a punishing course
of chemo treatments and was losing his hair, so he'd started sending
Eric out on the more high-profile jobs.
    Mr Hailey trusted Eric, who was quiet, always on time and did his
job well. And then, of course, there were Eric's forged references
attesting to his diligence and honesty. Those references had landed him
the job.
    How easy it was to clean the slate and start afresh. How simple it
was to fool people.
    So one fine morning Eric had set off to the movie star's Bel Air
mansion, pressed the buzzer at the bottom of a long, winding driveway,
and when the gates opened, had driven up to the house.
    He was greeted by her assistant, a gregarious gay man with a halo of
curly auburn hair and matching beard. He introduced himself as Danny
and led Eric into the office.
    'This is her
home
office,' Danny said. 'Her
production
offices are at Universal. I work
here.'
A conspiratorial
wink. 'Lucky
me.
'
    Eric had no idea who the celebrity was. He didn't watch TV or go to
the movies, and he certainly didn't buy CDs or attend concerts. The
walls of her office - covered in framed posters and photographs - soon
clued him in. He recognized her as that slutty blonde who wore
revealing outfits and sang controversial sexy songs. He recognized her
because the con in the cell next to him had her picture pinned to his
wall and had christened her 'Queen of the Wankers'. Lissa Roman, that
was her name.
    So here he was in the office of 'Queen of the Wankers,' and he
didn't
give a damn because Eric didn't like women, and he liked famous, rich
ones even less.
    'Madam is not around today,' Danny announced.
    As if Eric cared. The last thing he needed was to check out some
overblown movie star tramp.
    'The princess is working on her new video,' Danny volunteered.
'It'll be amazing as usual.'
    'Mmm…' Eric said, heading towards the two computers. 'What needs
doing here?'
    'Sometimes Miz Roman enjoys dropping into chat rooms,' Danny
confided. 'Naturally she uses an alias, but she likes to visit, and
right now she's not getting connected quickly enough, so I was told you
could do something.'
    'The phone company has to install a DSL line,' Eric said gruffly.
'Then I can fix it so that everything happens faster. After the phone
company's done their work, I'll come back.'
    'I don't understand this chat-room obsession some people have,'
Danny said, pursing his lips. 'Me, I'm bored by them. All those
fifty-year-old men pretending to be twelve-year-old boys.' A sly giggle
and a provocative glance. 'Naughty, naughty!'
    Faggot
, Eric thought. I
don't want to hear about what
you do in your spare time
.
    'Ms Roman's husband wishes to update some of their equipment,' Danny
continued. 'He was thinking of a new photo scanner, and perhaps the
latest flat-screen computer. We'd like suggestions and price quotes.'
    Eric nodded, checking out the equipment.
    A week later he returned with several new items.
    This time Danny greeted him like a long-lost friend. '
So
good to see you again,' Danny gushed. 'Has life been treating you well?'
    Eric barely nodded, and immediately went to work installing the new
equipment, tuning out Danny's annoying chatter.
    Why should some people have everything and he

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