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Chapter 2
The Audition–Part 1
(Los Angeles—August 2012)
his was the first time he’d seen the young woman, in the
T flesh, and she was every bit as attractive as her pictures. He’d
put a great deal of planning into reaching this stage. She’d no idea
of course, but soon that would all pay off.
Rachel was her name. Rachel Starr.
The burger bar was busy. He glanced around, absorbing the details.
Did all such establishments use the same store outfitters? Regimented
rows of cream-coloured tables with easy-wipe surfaces, nestling in
predominantly red stalls, although, in this place, there were also a few
bar-style stools along the customer side of the serving counter. And
beyond that, a hatchway through to the kitchen area from which orders
could be taken and served.
He was tucked away at the table in a corner stall. It wasn’t Rachel
who served him but another waitress. That was good; she hadn’t seen
his face—not that it really mattered but better to wait. By the end of
the week, the effort should all be worth it.
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