Chapter 3

“Well, lucky for you, then, the first few days will be learning all the songs and the choreography.” He patted Paul’s shoulder with a smile before rising and returning to his desk. “You’ll have plenty of time to see firsthand that Jack’s a stronger performer than you’re giving him credit for. By the time you actually get around to shooting dialogue, you two will be fast friends.”

“I don’t want to be his friend. Do you even have a clue on what the script is like? Who’s playing the female lead?”

If Martin had looked wary before admitting to agreeing with the casting, he seemed ready to bolt now. The desk was between them, his fingers drumming silently on his blotter before he met Paul’s gaze and said, “Promise you won’t get mad first.”

“I’m already mad. Just tell me what’s going on.”

“At least promise you won’t blame me. I told Schary it was a bad idea. More than once. Especially considering your history.”