Chapter 16
Alana’s voice murmured along rapidly as a soothing drone rather like a bee buzzing on the other side of the glass unable to sting. Unfortunately, unlike a bee, Alana could sting more than once. She could be the equivalent of a moody wasp.
“Are you hearing any of this?”
“Yes.” Forcing his attention to her face, Nick waited for her to tell him to repeat her words, knowing he’d be unable to. She just sighed, closed the folder, and waved the file in his face.
“Manuscript,” she said. “Go. Read. You know, it’s a pity you don’t share Alex’s attention span. How you learn your lines is beyond me.”
Would another agent dare speak to him like this? Not that he blamed her. He was preoccupied. He had no proof that Alex was having s*x with anyone else, but even if he weren’t, Alex could s
