Chapter 19
Crawling out of the obscenely comfortable hotel bed, Harper had no idea what time it was or even what day. He’d flown into Los Angeles sometime in the last twenty-four hours but since he didn’t know when now was, so it was hard to tell. He was almost done with the book tour and rid of Olivia, the perpetually perky, slave-driving publicist. According to his publisher, it had all been worth it. The critics, even some of the more academic ones, gave Truth Will Out positive reviews and it quickly made the top ten on all the major bestsellers lists. He’d faced a bit of hate along the way, as well. A few protesters turned up in Florida and Chicago, plus he’d gotten a fair amount of hate mail, as well. Luckily, his pen name and his publisher protected him so far.
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