Sebastian opened the door and hurried up the stairs.
“Can we talk? I have a proposal.” He looked from me to Antoinette, who then looked from me to him.
“Yeah, it’s fine. Antoinette...”
She raised her hands in surrender and left the trailer.
“What’s the proposal? Marriage?” I shot at him the moment the door was closed.
He reached for the contract I’d tossed aside and stepped toward me, waving it inches from my face.
“You have five men left on your list, right? If you sign this contract, I’ll get you close enough to kill them.”
Chapter 16
Sebastian
The Bridge
Aloud knock on Evie’s trailer door made us both turn our heads.
I looked back at her, raising an eyebrow. “What do you say? How badly do you want those men dead?”
She stared me down, weighing my words. Could I really hold up my end of this deal? The knock came again, followed by a call.
“Ms. Reyes? Mr. Shaw?”
Evie sighed heavily and snatched the contract from me. “I have come here to chew bubblegum and kick ass. And I’m all out of bubblegum.”
A large grin spread over my face at the quote fromThey Live. I pulled a pen from my jacket and handed it to her. She signed it quickly and then brushed past me to open the door.
“Yeah?” she snapped at the man on the other side.
I eyed the tall, stocky Black man and the much shorter, heavy-set white woman smiling behind him.
“Sorry. They want Sebastian on the sound stage for stunt training. And they want you for PR training,” he said.
“And who are you?” she asked, changing her tone from charged to relaxed as we both exited her trailer.
“Sorry, I should have introduced myself. I’m Connor, Mr. Shaw’s production assistant for the film. I’ll be making sure you stay on schedule, among other things. If you need anything, I’m your guy.” The man built like a linebacker took my hand and shook it.
“And I’m Raissa, Evie’s assistant!” The woman popped out from behind Connor, tossing her long brunette hair with purple streaks over her shoulder. “Let’s get you over to the right building.” She motioned to the set of golf carts beside the trailers.
“Right. Okay.” I paused, reaching for Evie’s hand. I squeezed and looked into her deep, dark eyes. “I’ll catch you after work, okay?”
She nodded, and we went our separate ways. Connor told me all about himself as he drove me over to the sound stage.
“I played pro ball, NFL, but quit two years in. The brain damage wasn’t worth it anymore. So, I took all my money and came out here instead. Figured I could use my film degree.” He chuckled. He seemed like a decent guy, but I found myself distracted by Evie.
She’d just agreed to fake date me.
The timer had started. I had until she killed the last man on her list to convince her to drop the act and be with me for real.
“Sir?”
I looked around, surprised. We were parked in front of the sound stage. I’d gotten lost in thought again and hadn’t noticed how quickly we’d gotten here.
I leaped out. “Thanks, Connor. Call me Sebastian.”
