Chapter 236
INT. - OPHELIA AGENCY - NOON
Donald Ipps didn't leave them waiting, at least, ushering them into his office the moment the receptionist at his agency alerted him to their presence. If Gerri thought the editor's office was full of books and awards, he had at least as many, if not more, filling his space. And a much nicer desk.
Being the agent of a superstar clearly had its perks.
"Have you found out anything?" Donald settled behind his desk, leaving Gerri and Kinsey to sit in front of him like servants. She didn't like that one bit. And took it out on him. Rather than answering his question, she hit him with one of her own.
"I hear Malcolm's writing ability was slipping," she said. "Feel like commenting on that?"
He appeared immediately offended. "I don't know who you've been talking to-"