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.

Jessica had

Vince would let Timothy mess with

Who am I supposed

I just invested some money,

so I stopped

brother-in-law.

Timothy's irritation was palpable.

talking about Salome-she's my

for, what, twenty, thirty years

Unless you want

the wheel with

into a hard, thin line, his

from pale to

want to argue with you. That film definitely has something to

snorted. "Why

Weren't you planning

it with Sheila's name

my brother-in-law's

there's a preview tonight.

wanted to interfere, you're

waste your

and let

clear."

was grating, even over

sounded thoroughly exasperated. "Is Vince with you? Put

a word."

but really, do you think he wants to talk to

he wants to talk or not

He even went out

the Howard family

to say to

as well use this

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