Page 98 of Stuart Woods' Golden Hour

Teddy saw only one option.

He sent texts to Peter and Stacy, asking them to come to his suite.

Within a few minutes, they had both arrived and were seated in the suite’s living room.

“Anyone want a drink?” Teddy asked.

Peter cocked an eyebrow. “That depends. Do weneeda drink?”

Teddy considered it for a moment. “Stacy might.”

“Do not tell me you’re going to need me to cover for you again,” Stacy said.

“Your intuition will serve you well in this business.”

Stacy opened her phone and studied the screen. “Let’s see. This afternoon you have a round of interviews at the hotel. And tonight Billy has the screening at the University of Zürich forDesperation at Dawn, with the Q and A after.”

Desperation at Dawnwas the film that won Peter and Billy a best picture Oscar.

Stacy scrolled up. “Tomorrow, TV interviews in the morning for Mark, a lunch thing, also Mark, and a charity dinner in the evening for Billy.” She looked back at Teddy. “Which event are you going to miss?”

Teddy walked over and handed her a glass of wine. “Have a drink.”

“Oh, no.”

“Trust me.”

She took a drink.

“I’m going to miss all of them.”

She blinked, then took another drink. “Why?”

“I need to go to Berlin,” he said.

“When?”

“Right away.”

“But—”

“Don’t worry,” Peter cut in. “Do what you have to do. We can cover everything.”

“Lizzie’s going to bepissed,” Stacy said.

“Which is why I have you,” Teddy said.

“Gee, thanks.”

“Whatever you’re doing, be careful,” Peter said to Teddy. “I don’t want to have to recast your part inThe Scapegoat.”

“Or find a new producer,” Stacy threw in.

Peter shrugged. “Meh. Billy’s replaceable. We’ll just promote you.”

Stacy’s eyes lit up.

Teddy shot her a look. “Don’t you get any ideas.”

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