Chapter 12

I wasn’t sure if Lucas was scheduled to shoot any scenes today, but I had a Plan B if he wasn’t. Namely, I hoped to weasel his phone number out of Dan and then leave Lucas a message, asking to talk. That way the ball was in his court, and if he didn’t do anything with it, then it wasn’t my fault.

I may have been hoping for Plan B.

My makeup call was for nine-thirty, so I showed up a bit early. I didn’t see Lucas’s Camaro in the lot. I tried not to let my relief get the better of me. It could be that he had a later call. I took a deep breath and headed into the building. I walked straight toward my dressing room, knowing I would pass Lucas’s on the way. The door was shut, and when I paused and listened, I couldn’t hear anything from inside. All right then. I’d wait. If I didn’t see him by the end of the day, I’d talk to Dan.