All-Night Terror by Adam Cesare & Matt Serafini & Jeff Strand

Author:Adam Cesare & Matt Serafini & Jeff Strand [Adam Cesare & Matt Serafini & Jeff Strand]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Horror, Short Stories
ISBN: 1944044299
Amazon: B01HYI6RVQ
Goodreads: 18515950
Publisher: Sinister Grin Press
Published: 2013-09-15T23:00:00+00:00

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Sunday came early, and Sean was up at three to catch a flight to Georgia. After a few hours of travel, he settled into a luxury suite at the Ritz Carlton, feeling jet-lagged and angry about the Dylan Rock situation.

His director was an irresponsible ass who needed sorting out. Sean was considering the ways he could do this over a glass of scotch when there was a knock at the door.

It was Brittany Hunt, looking impossibly fresh-faced after an eleven-hour night shoot. She parted her coat’s black collar, revealing a hot-pink push-up that practically shoved her cleavage into his face.

“I couldn’t wait to see you,” she said.

Sean tried thinking of a clever reply and couldn’t. Successful men didn’t need wit.

The girl pushed on his chest with the palms of her hands, forcing herself inside and flashing a pink smile that went with her lingerie.

Maybe I’m not so jet-lagged after all...

She nudged her coat, and it dropped to the floor as she got to her knees. He tried reminding her that the door was still open, but she giggled and told him it added to the fun.

That’s what this was to her. A little fun on the way to the top.

Word around set was that Dylan Rock was hopelessly in love with her. That goon couldn’t help her career. Dylan was practically an untouchable in the Hollywood caste system.

Sean watched her bob up and down on him, and all he could do was grip a strand of her hair like a handlebar. He groaned as the room spun.

When the ride was over, they fell back onto the floor and his foot pushed the door shut.

But she was already sitting up, tugging her bra back into place. “I hope you enjoyed that.”

“Welcome to the big time, you sexy bitch.”

Brittany giggled, bending down and planting a passionless kiss on his forehead while her breasts brushed against lips.

“I have to go,” she said. “Can’t wait to see you later.”

He marveled at her faux sincerity. This was the most believable performance of a part he’d seen played by countless women throughout the years. Maybe she could act, after all.

She was in the hallway when she looked back and frowned. “I know it’s really not my place, but, uh, I was really sorry to hear about Chelsea.”

Sean stared for a second, wondering how in the hell she could’ve heard about his assistant troubles.

“You haven’t heard?” she asked.

The scotch must’ve dulled his comprehension for as much as he could decipher what she was talking about. “Huh?”

“She’s dead. Someone broke into her house last night and killed her. And her husband.”

“You’re shitting me.”

He went to the end table for his phone. How could he have not gotten an e-mail or a text?

“We had a moment of silence for her this morning when Dylan got the call. Their bodies were all mangled and everything.”

There was awkward silence in the wake of Brittany’s departure. He stood staring into the hallway when the front desk called.

“Mr. Winters, there’s a Buddy Sebastian here to see you.

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