Chapter 4

No matter how much money Rebecca’s bank account accrued, she still wanted to be an actress. The woman could have bought her fame, or course, purchasing a number of directors to hire her, or a film production company, but she prided herself in being humble and headstrong. She wanted to create a name for herself as an actress, all on her own. To reach that goal, she went by the alias Rita Redd, a nobody with just a few acting jobs in commercials on her resume.

“What’s this guy’s name?” I asked her, fingering the cub’s glossy headshot. He had dark eyes, curly hair, and a close beard.

“Clifton Monigal.”

“That’s a rugged name. Where is he from, and what does the cub do?”

“He’s from Stockton County, Oklahoma, and sells Mustangs.”

“Horses or cars?” I admired the young man’s broad shoulders, the tiny scar through his left eyebrow, and his rounded face.

“Horses. He owns three ranches in Colorado and two near Tulsa. He breeds, raises, and sells the equines.”