Goodbye, Mr. Regret

"It's a small-scale production, but there's a lot of potential. The voice recordings are underway, and all the initial financing is wrapped up. Right now, they're just looking for a distributor and a spot in theaters."

As soon as Yates Bryant finished speaking, Timothy Lawson lost interest.

He was looking for a project still in pre-production, something he could leverage to help launch Sheila Howard's career. A film that was already finished wasn't what he needed.

"I meant something that hasn't started yet, or at least is still in the works."

Yates lit a cigarette and leaned back lazily in his office chair. "Planning to do this for Sheila?"

"Yeah."

Timothy didn't bother hiding it.

Yates took a long drag, then said, "Timothy, have you lost your mind?"

"What do you mean?"

"Your wife walked out on you, and you're still tangled up with Sheila. You really think you're that irresistible?"

Timothy just shrugged it off. "There's nothing going on between me and Sheila. You guys are reading too much into it."

Yates couldn't help but laugh. "You're in way too deep to see clearly."

Timothy frowned. In truth, there really was nothing between him and Sheila.

and considerate, never causing him any

to explain, but Kane Sutton had called just then-Sheila had fallen from the terrace-and he'd had to rush

never seemed to be a good chance to talk. Every time he tried, something else got in

that really be the reason she

so, that was

could just explain it

you later. Keep an eye out for projects, and let me know if you find anything

switched to the other SIM in his phone and dialed

to

bought a new

a faint

call

at the end of the line. He'd never- used this number to contact

there was no way she could know

Jessica rarely answered calls from

knew he couldn't explain everything over the phone, but at the

her know what was really

out a message: Jessy, things aren't what

explain everything-can you pick up when