Famous (Famous #1) (25 page)

I’d s
p
o
k
en
with Jean
n
e
e
a
r
l
i
e
r
a
n
d
was told
t
h
a
t
b
o
d
yg
u
a
rd
s
w
o
u
ld
m
e
e
t his
p
la
n
e
a
n
d
e
s
c
o
r
t h
i
m
t
o
the
c
u
r
b
w
h
er
e
h
e
w
o
u
l
d
j
oin
u
s.
H
i
s
b
ags
w
o
u
l
d
b
e
d
e
l
i
v
ere
d
d
ir
e
c
tly
t
o a
h
o
te
l
i
n
B
e
v
er
ly
H
i
l
l
s.
He
w
as o
n
ly
i
n
L.A.
f
or
t
w
o
d
ays
b
e
f
o
r
e
h
e
h
ad
t
o go
t
o N
e
w
Yo
r
k
f
or a
b
ook
sig
n
i
n
g
w
ith the
author of the series,
a
n
d
Martin Deering. H
i
s
s
c
h
e
du
le
w
as on
f
ir
e
.

I
w
o
u
l
d
h
ave
m
y o
w
n
s
i
g
n
i
n
gs
h
er
e
in
L.A. la
te
r
in
t
h
e
w
ee
k
when
Martin
c
a
m
e
t
o LA. Pinnacle
w
as
d
oi
n
g a good
j
ob
o
f
c
ov
er
i
n
g the
c
o
un
t
r
y, a
n
d
t
h
at
m
e
a
n
t
t
h
at Cade a
n
d
I
w
o
u
l
d
b
e
s
p
li
t up
f
or
at l
e
ast ha
l
f
o
f
o
u
r
a
pp
e
a
r
a
n
ce
s.

I t
r
ied to k
ee
p
m
y
de
m
e
a
n
or
c
a
l
m
as
w
e
n
e
a
re
d
t
h
e
te
r
m
i
n
al.
Denise
w
as
w
a
tc
h
i
n
g
m
e
f
or sig
n
s of
b
l
o
w
i
n
g
o
u
r
c
ov
er
,
a
n
d
sh
e
r
aised
h
er ey
e
b
r
o
w
s at
me
. I s
i
g
h
e
d
, nodded slightly, a
n
d
b
it
m
y l
ip
. We
pu
l
l
e
d
u
p
a
n
d
w
ait
e
d
.

“
Cade
’
s
p
la
n
e
la
nd
e
d
t
e
n
m
i
nu
t
e
s ago. He
w
as in
t
h
e
f
irst
c
lass
c
a
b
in
so
h
e
s
h
o
u
ld
b
e
h
er
e
in
a
f
e
w
m
i
nu
t
e
s,”
Denise
said
as the
d
r
iver
of
t
h
e
l
i
m
o got
o
u
t a
n
d
st
e
pp
e
d
a
r
o
un
d
t
o
b
e
re
a
d
y to
o
p
e
n
t
h
e
d
oo
r
.

I
w
as s
i
t
t
i
n
g at
t
h
e
b
a
c
k
w
ith Jennifer and
Dawson,
bu
t
Wendy
r
e
a
d
ied a
p
lace
n
e
xt
t
o
h
e
r
b
y t
e
l
l
i
n
g Noah to
m
ove
ov
er
.
Sh
e
w
as
s
it
t
i
n
g o
pp
o
s
ite
t
h
e
d
oo
r
,
w
h
ich
w
o
u
ld
b
e
t
h
e
n
a
t
u
r
al
p
lace
Cade
w
o
u
l
d
g
r
avita
t
e
t
o
w
a
r
d
w
h
e
n
h
e
got
i
n
.

Jennifer
nud
g
e
d
m
e. I lo
o
k
e
d
at h
er
and s
h
e
w
i
nk
e
d
, making me
w
o
nd
er
w
h
at
s
h
e
w
as
u
p
t
o,
bu
t I
c
o
n
tin
u
e
d
t
o
p
lay
it
c
ool a
n
d
didn’t respond to the
g
e
stur
e
.
Sh
e
turned over h
e
r
ce
ll
ph
o
n
e,
a
c
ting
as if
s
h
e
was
c
h
ec
k
i
n
g
m
e
ssa
g
e
s,
bu
t held it l
o
w
on
h
e
r
lap
so I cou
l
d
re
ad
t
h
e
me
ssage. T
h
e
s
un
glas
s
e
s
h
id
m
y
e
y
e
s
f
r
o
m
view
as I
d
id
so.

It
w
as
f
r
om
Cade.

G
e
t
m
e
n
e
xt
t
o Brook if
y
ou
c
a
n
.

Joy flooded through me, and I
f
e
lt
m
y
f
a
c
e
b
r
e
ak
i
n
to a s
m
i
l
e
that I
c
o
u
ld
n
o
t
c
o
n
tain,
n
o
m
a
t
t
e
r
h
o
w
I t
r
ied. I looked down and
p
layed
w
ith t
h
e
st
r
ap
on
m
y
b
ag as I tried to get my face under control.

“
T
h
er
e
h
e
is!”
Wendy
s
q
u
e
aled.

W
h
at
i
s s
h
e,
a fu
c
ki
n
g 14
ye
ar old,
n
ow?

I was annoyed and
f
ee
l
in
g
d
ec
i
d
e
d
ly
s
n
a
r
k
y at her
c
o
mme
n
t.
“
Wendy,
m
ay
b
e
yo
u
’d
l
i
k
e
t
o g
r
ab
yo
u
r
l
i
t
t
le a
u
tog
r
a
p
h
b
ook
a
n
d
h
o
p
o
u
t
t
o join
t
h
e
sc
r
e
a
mer
s?”
I
r
e
t
o
r
t
e
d
f
latly. Her
e
y
e
s
n
a
r
r
o
w
e
d a
n
d
h
e
r
n
ose
w
r
i
n
k
led as she glared at me.

Ga
m
e
o
n
.

I saw
Cade co
m
i
n
g o
u
t
t
o the
c
u
r
b
,
f
la
nk
e
d
b
y th
re
e
m
ass
i
ve
b
o
d
yg
u
a
r
d
s,
p
a
p
a
r
a
zz
i
f
ol
l
o
w
i
n
g
a
n
d
c
a
m
er
as
f
las
h
i
n
g.
M
y
h
e
a
r
t
t
h
u
m
p
e
d
inside
m
y
c
h
e
st. He
w
as so
b
e
a
u
t
i
ful, I could barely breathe
. I sa
n
k
d
own a
l
it
t
le
fu
r
ther
in
m
y se
a
t, and
t
r
ied to g
e
t
c
o
n
t
r
ol of
t
h
e
f
l
u
t
ter
i
n
g I
f
e
lt in
m
y
s
t
o
m
a
c
h
.