Kelly frowned. “Didn’t he just ask you to go to the movies with him last week?”
“Yeah, the stupid jerk wanted me to go see one of those juvenile comedies. As if.”
Dana knew the security guard, but only by reputation. “Maybe he’s giving you a hard time because you turned him down.”
“No, I heard they’re coming down hard on everyone.” Kelly shook her head. “Still, they have no reason to be suspicious of the front-desk people.”
Amy sighed. “Except I made several housekeeping requests on the nights of two of the thefts. Apparently one of the guests involved denied calling the front desk for extra pillows and I was the one who’d logged the request.”
“So?” Dana didn’t get it. “You wouldn’t have been the one to take the pillows to the guest floor.”
Amy’s expression turned grim. “After the housekeeping runner goes home at eleven, depending on who’s available, either the supervisor or a desk person fills guests’ requests.”
Dana sank back in her chair. “And tag, you were it.”
“That’s what they say. I don’t remember.” Amy growled with frustration. “I only work two lousy nights a week. Why did the thefts have to happen during my shift?”
Kelly briefly touched her hand. “Ah, sweetie, don’t worry about it. Let them make their reports. They’re just doing their job. Nothing will come of this.”
“Still, it’s humiliating.”
Kelly looked at Dana. “Let’s talk about something more pleasant. You have good news for us?”
She checked her watch. Not much time. “Turns out my client is a producer. He’s here to meet with a playwright for a film he’s backing. He didn’t say it in so many words, but he might be looking for local talent that can take on the big screen.”
“Chase Culver?” Amy asked, and at the same time Kelly said, “The hottie?”
“Yeah.”
“He’s a producer?” Amy shook her head. “He doesn’t look like a producer. The guy’s yanking your chain.”
Kelly nodded. “I’m with Amy on that one. He’s a little on the rough side, don’t you think?”
“The family money comes from oil. He’s decided to dabble in the movie business.”
“Hmm.” Kelly chuckled. “Expensive way to get laid.”
“I don’t think it’s like that,” Dana said, surprised at her defensiveness. “I mean, the guy could walk into any Manhattan bar and find someone to help him pull off his boots.”
“True.” Amy glanced conspiratorially at Kelly.
“What?” Dana got defensive again. “I’m not interested, if that’s what you’re implying.”
Kelly laughed. “If you’ve got a pulse, you’re interested in the man.”
Dana pushed back from the table. “Here I thought I was doing you guys a favor.”
Kelly finished her coffee, her obvious indifference not quite computing. Of the three of them she was the most diversely talented, able to sing, act and dance. She’d also been the most ambitious, keeping up on every casting call and arranging her days off accordingly. “How?”
“Look, I don’t know what kind of film he’s looking at producing, but why not throw your hats into the ring? It’s not as if we haven’t all stood in line for hours and hours for a two-minute audition just to get thrown out on our rears.”
Oddly, it was Amy who seemed more excited. “Is he holding auditions?”
“Not yet. Not that I know of, anyway. He seems to be in the scouting stage.” Troubled by her attitude, Dana stared at Kelly. “I thought you’d be all over this opportunity.”
Kelly sighed. “I’m tired. This town is finally getting to me.”
Amy’s mouth dropped open. She briefly looked over at Dana, who understood the disbelief in Amy’s face. “You? Miss Insanely Optimistic? You’re giving up?”
“I think eight years of heartache is enough.” Kelly drove a frustrated hand through her curly hair. “I’ve got to get back to work.” She hesitated. “Look, I was going to wait and tell you guys once I made up my mind for sure, but my mom told me there’s an opening for an assistant manager at the local bank back home. The manager is an old family friend and the job is pretty much mine if I want it.”
“Shut up!” Amy’s face went pale.
Dana knew she didn’t look so hot herself. How could this be? Not gung-ho Kelly. She never ever lost hope. Anyone would’ve bet she’d be the last woman standing. “You’re going back to Wisconsin?”
Kelly shrugged. “The cost of living is lower and I might as well use my business degree…” She smiled sadly. “As much as it pains me to admit it, I’m going to be thirty next month.”
“Thirty?” Amy frowned. “That’s right. Wow.”
Kelly gave her a wry look. “I’ve got to face facts. Thirty is way too old for this town.”
“What about that new guy you’ve been seeing?” Dana asked when she found her voice again. She hated the thought of Kelly leaving. Foolishly, the idea had never occurred to her that their threesome would ever be broken up, and the concept was hard to grasp. “Is it over already?”
“No. Everything is good.” Kelly stood. “Look, I shouldn’t have brought this up yet. Miranda won’t be back from vacation for another two weeks and so obviously I wouldn’t give notice yet. And then again, I haven’t made a decision. I really have to get back to work before Kyle gets in my face.”
“But what about this guy Culver?” Amy got up, too, so abruptly she nearly knocked her chair over. “Don’t you want to know what that’s about?”
The two other employees remaining in the cafeteria looked up with avid interest. Kelly lowered her voice. “Maybe. But I’ve got to give the bank my answer soon. You guys break a leg.” She winked, and left without waiting for Amy or Dana.
Amy shook her head, still looking stunned. “That was scary.”
“Yeah.” Dana was feeling pretty shaken herself. She got rid of her unfinished coffee, afraid to look at her watch. She had to be late, but she couldn’t seem to make herself move toward the door. “Did you see this coming at all?”
“Hell, no.”
“Me neither.”
“Yeah.” Amy smoothed back her dark hair. “Wow. I’d like to go slam back a couple of shots, but I have to get back to the desk.”
Dana sighed, and walking side by side, they headed for the door. “I’ve got to meet Chase.”
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