Page 36 of Enthrall
“You told them you’d see them later?” I said.
“I visit there, yes.”
“Will I have to go there?”
“Do you bring in an annual income of at least 1.5 million dollars?”
“You know I don’t.”
“Then no. You’ll never see inside Chrysalis.”
I sat back. “So you do?”
“Did you just ask me how much I earn?”
I licked the cold creamy softness. “Maybe.”
His gaze fixed on me and he let out a sigh.
“Is everything all right?” I said.
“It really is.”
“What did you do before you worked at Enthrall?”
“Why?”
“I’m interested.”
“I was a stockbroker.”
“Huh.”
“I’m from New York.”
“Why did you come to L.A?”
“So I could breathe again.”
I twisted my mouth. “I thought there’s more smog here.”
“Cameron was here.”
“You’re really good friends, aren’t you?”
“The best.” He pushed his cup away. “Cameron gets me.”
“Where does he work?”
Richard caressed his brow. “Don’t take this the wrong way, but I’m not so sure you’re a good fit for us at Enthrall.”
I lowered my ice-cream.
“The staff like you,” he said. “But that’s not the point.”
“I’m sorry about that typo--”
“You misunderstand.”
