Chapter 33

Jack pulled his hand back as soon as the knot was secure. “How do you do that?”

“What?”

“Get all these people to trust you. Do anything for you.” Jack leaned against the side of the car, passing out of the streetlight so that his face was in shadows. “You’re going to show up on your friend’s doorstep with your sot of a costar in tow, and I’ll wager he doesn’t even bat an eyelash about taking me in. All because you asked him to.”

“Well, in Martin’s case, we go back a lot of years. He used to be an actor, too, when he was a kid. That’s how we met. And as lonely and frustrating and exhausting as a shoot can be for an adult, it’s about a hundred times worse for a kid. So we got to a point we started to rely on each other.” Paul took Jack’s shoulder and eased him into the car. “Plus, I’m nicer to him than I have been to you.”

Jack’s words filtered out before Paul shut the door. “You’re nicer to everybody than you are to me.”