Roberts stopped next to the table. “Here.” He picked up the box and handed it to Lindsey. “Still friends, hey? Here’s the present.” He closed one eye, tapped his forehead with his forefinger. “Say, just had a wonderful idea. Why don’t you take Jayjay to that show with you? You’re so hot for each other, why don’t you go together. As my guests. Choice seats. Compliments of Joseph Roberts, screenwriter and lover.”
Lindsey took the box. He put it in the trunk of the Hyundai. He was thoroughly annoyed. He made sure that Roberts was buckled in, then went to the driver’s side.
He parked in the driveway at the Kleiner Mansion. He stood before the great door, Roberts at his side, and rang the bell.
Jayjay opened the door, a smile on her face. She started to moved toward Lindsey, then saw Joe Rob
