Chapter 9

Kent got up from the bed where he and Jordan had been sitting and took a pill from Tom. Jordan also stood, but he ignored Tom’s outstretched hand.

“Wow,” Kent exclaimed, clearly impressed. He smiled wickedly. “Guess you think I’m kinda hot if you don’t think you need to take one of these little—”

Jordan cut him off. “Stan, I need to talk to you.”

“What now?” Henderson asked, turning from a second assistant, who’d come up to discuss something. Henderson was clearly annoyed at any further delay.

“Maybe we should go somewhere private,” Jordan said.

“Fuck, no! We’re already behind. Whatever you’ve got to say, say it here, and be quick about it. We fuckin’ need to get started!”

“Okay! I fuckin’ will. I quit!”

All heads snapped toward him as if Jordan had fired a gun. Kent choked on the pill he was swallowing.

“What did you say?” Henderson asked with a snarl.

“I said, I quit!” Jordan repeated.