Yates slid into Vince's car, ready to head back to the Zimmerman estate and pick

up Jessica for dinner.

As he buckled in, Timothy's name flashed on the dashboard screen. Yates

glanced at Vince. "It's Timothy calling."

"Go on, answer it. Put him on speaker-I'm curious what he wants this time."

Yates accepted the call and switched to speakerphone. Timothy's voice came

through, slightly breathless and urgent. "Yates, what's Jessica's connection to that

film, 'Letters from the Fetal Sea'?"

So, he'd caught on.

Not bad-he was quick.

Yates shot Vince a look, silently asking if they should spill. Vince shook his head.

Not a word.

Jessica had confided in him before: Timothy couldn't know. She was worried he'd

ruin everything.

That movie was Carlisle and his friends' labor of love. It would be a disaster if all

their hard work went up in smoke.

Jessica wasn't hoping to make a fortune; she just wanted to give Carlisle and his

crew a chance to prove themselves.

And Vince had seen it firsthand-Timothy had tried to snatch the film and slap

Sheila's name on it.

like Jessica

way Vince would let Timothy mess with the

Who am I supposed to ask?

money, made a bit, then dropped

hurting for cash, so I stopped

him your brother-in-law. Jessica is my

Timothy's irritation was palpable.

I'm talking about Salome-she's

brother-in-law for, what, twenty, thirty years now? Why can't I

that? Unless you want

go of the wheel with one hand

pressed into a hard, thin line, his jaw as sharp as a chisel. His

to

argue with you. That film definitely has something to

"Why

you planning

it with Sheila's name

Now my

there's a

wanted to interfere,

your time? Use it

and let

clear."

was grating, even

exasperated. "Is Vince with

a word."

right here, but really, do you think he wants

wants to talk or

to you. He even went

to visit the Howard

something to

as well use this

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